Qin Feng, who was determined to go home, met Su Lu halfway.
Qin Feng blinked, "What are you doing here? It seems like I haven't seen you for half a month, and you went to... the county again?"
Su Lu's hair and beard have grown out, and his clothes are wrinkled, like a handful of dried cabbage that has been drying for three months. You can still smell the rancid smell when you get close.
Qin Feng took two steps back and frowned.
Why are you begging for food? Why do you look like a homeless man outside?
Su Lu scratched his head in embarrassment, showing two rows of big white teeth, "Uncle Qin, I... went out for a walk and just came back. Are you going home?"
Qin Feng nodded, "Go home."
Qin Feng missed Su Lu with his hands behind his back and walked forward. He took two steps and looked back at Su Lu, "It's a mess outside. Don't run around. Your father is getting older, so don't worry him all the time."
Su Lu smiled and nodded, "I know Uncle Qin, I won't go out for the time being. I'll stay at home for a while."
Seeing that Su Lu agreed, Qin Feng nodded and was about to leave, then stopped after thinking about it and said, "Uncle, this is for your own good. I know you want to make money, but you also have to spend your life.
With my uncle in the village, I can at least have enough to eat, but outside, my uncle is afraid that there is nothing he can do. "
Su Lu's heart trembled, he stood up straight and looked at Qin Feng seriously.
"I know that uncle is doing it for my own good. I understand it in my heart. Don't worry, I really won't go out for the time being."
Qin Feng naturally heard the words without saying anything, but he could only hit him as far as he wanted, and he couldn't beat him like his own son.
Qin Feng thought about it again and again, but still didn't go into details.
Forget it, just watch it from now on, don't risk your life just because of some money.
When he arrived at the door of his house, Qin Feng didn't dare to go in directly. He opened the door and peered in for a long time. He didn't see his old father, and then quietly entered the yard.
As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, he saw a tall figure turning from the backyard.
Seeing that familiar figure that made his legs tremble, Qin Feng immediately did not dare to move and looked at Qin Aiguo with a stiff smile.
"Dad, why did you go to the backyard? Didn't you have dinner? Are you picking vegetables?"
There is also a small vegetable garden in the backyard, where a variety of seasonal vegetables are grown. Most of the vegetables eaten at home are picked from the vegetable garden in the backyard. They grow more food like a private plot, and they grow vegetables like his family. There are not many in the village.
It was already half past seven, and the sky was starting to get dark. Qin Aiguo stood in the aisle connecting the front and back yards. The walls on both sides blocked the last trace of light. Qin Feng couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.
Although he couldn't see clearly, he knew very well what his old man was like. If he was standing there with his hands behind his back without saying anything, it meant that he was going to take action.
Qin Feng ran away.
He couldn't let his father catch him, and let people see that he was being chased around the courtyard with sticks by his old father at such an old age. Where would he put the dignity of a captain?
Qin Aiguo watched Qin Feng's escaping back without moving. He touched his lips and softly uttered two words, "Stand there."
Qin Feng stood up immediately as if someone had dragged him under a spell. Big beads of sweat instantly dripped to the ground, quickly seeping into the soil and disappearing without a trace.
At this time, Qin Xiaoxiao suddenly poked his head out from behind Qin Aiguo, "Ah! The uncle is back."
The thunder bearer is back, she is saved!
Qin Feng turned around and looked at the cheating uncle's eldest niece with a sad face.
"Xiao Xiao is here too!"
There's something wrong with this kid's eyes. Why does he look like he's looking at the savior?
Those eyes were like two searchlights, dazzlingly bright.
Qin Xiaoxiao stared at Qin Feng with eyes full of gratitude.
What a good man! She's riding a white horse... a bicycle? ...The man who called No. 11 is here to save her!
…
Half an hour later, Qin Feng's hands were shaking as he wrote the self-reflection letter.
When Qin Feng finished writing, Qin Aiguo glanced at Qin Feng with disgust.
"My handwriting is not good, it's too bad, I need to practice."
Qin Feng didn't dare to fart. He nodded and bowed and said that he would practice calligraphy every day from now on and try to catch up with his old father in the morning.
Qin Feng returned home smoothly. Looking at Qin Feng devouring food at the dinner table, Ma Dahua looked distressed.
"Didn't the boss bring you food? No, I ask him to deliver food to you on time every day."
Where did the boss's food go? Why did her husband act like he had been hungry for three days?
Qin Feng, who was immersed in eating, glanced at his wife, "I gave it away, but if I didn't give it away today, I would starve to death."
At what time did he get to eat, not to mention running around the yard seven or eight times when he came back, but he still couldn't escape the stick that his father loved.
Ma Dahua looked at her husband with pity, "Eat slowly, don't choke."
She made a note that if her husband brought trouble to Xiaoxiao in the future and he would be unable to return home, she would have to deliver food to him as soon as possible.
Only when you feed your husband can you have the strength to continue taking the blame for your niece.
…
Qin Xiaoxiao, who returned to the educated youth spot, first took a hot bath in the space, and then gave herself medicinal wine. Fortunately, the old lady was old and felt sorry for her, so she didn't use too much force, otherwise she would have suffered. .
He grinned and put on his pajamas, set out a row of small fans, put in ice cubes, and worked until half past nine, before Qin Xiaoxiao fell asleep.
The next day, Qin Xiaoxiao took out a plain bun from the space for breakfast, made another cup of soy milk, felt half full, patted his belly and went to Qin's house.
"Milk, what do you want to eat in the morning? I'm hungry."
Old Mrs. Qin threw the spoon into the pot angrily, "When you enter the door, you cry out that you are hungry. Are you going to be reincarnated as a starving ghost?"
She said she was disgusted, but her actions were not slow. Mrs. Qin neatly took out two eggs from the big pot on the other stove and stuffed them into Qin Xiaoxiao's hand.
"Eat quickly and shut your mouth."
Qin Xiaoxiao smiled, hugged Mrs. Qin and kissed her on the face.
"You still feel sorry for me."
Old Mrs. Qin's lips almost reached her ears, but she was not forgiving.
"I feel so sorry for you. I feel so sorry for you even though I'm here today? I have too many eggs and no place to put them. Otherwise, how could I be willing to give them to you? Your father hasn't even eaten two eggs yet!"
Qin Aiguo, who had just gotten up to wash up, couldn't help but sigh when he heard this.
No, I don't have any.
Qin Xiaoxiao, holding two eggs, waved them in front of Qin Ye in a showy manner, "You gave me the milk, do you have it?"
Qin Ye's mouth twitched and he shook his head honestly, "No."
Just eat it if you have it, why are you showing off?
A child, on the other hand, can’t help but show off something good when he gets it.
Sitting in the corner with the eggs, Qin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but sigh to himself.
In order to please the old lady, she learned to lie.
Fortunately, she was smart and ran home to have breakfast, otherwise her face would have been darkened all day long.
She kept half her stomach just to eat these two eggs. She was afraid that if she didn't eat them, she would chase her around the yard three times with a stick.
She could run, but with her little feet, she was really afraid that she would stumble.
If the old lady was really thrown, her father would not kill her.
Thinking of the old man's murderous eyes, Qin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but shudder.
Isn’t it good to be alive? Why challenge the old man's bottom line? Her breasts are the old man’s bottom line.
How could she, who is so smart, do such a stupid thing!
(End of chapter)
