Rebirth Eighty Spicy Wife Heads the House

Yan Bochuan helped the old lady in, in her sixties, wearing a gray wool-colored suit jacket, her pants were ironed straight, and her short hair was a little gray. Because she was always serious and pursed her lips, there were many tiny ones on her lips.

Fine lines.

It's different from the grandmother Xu Qing imagined.

Yan Bochuan said that his grandmother was very good, so she felt that she should be like Feng Shuhua, with a little arrogant temper, and a childish attitude as old and children. Most of the time, she was kind and gentle, and people couldn't help but want to hug her and act coquettish when they saw it.

The woman in front of her inexplicably makes people feel a sense of awe.

Feng Shuhua stood up and looked at the person who came with an extremely cold look. He was old and his joys and anger were not revealed.

Before Yan Bochuan introduced, his mother Yuan Hua saw Feng Shuhua first. She was stunned for a while and was a little excited: "Jin Shu?"

Feng Shuhua's reaction was much more dull: "I'm not called Jinshu now."

Not only did Xu Qing not react a little, but even Yan Bochuan was very surprised: "Mom, do you know each other?"

Yuan Hua had already walked to Feng Shuhua excitedly and wanted to reach out to pull Feng Shuhua's hand, but gave up because the other party was too calm, but his tone was still excited: "Jin Shu, I didn't expect that we would see it in this life."

Feng Shuhua still said lightly: "Yes, I didn't expect to see it again, but unfortunately Cong Guang is dead."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Yuan Hua's face: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it back then. I'm sorry to hurt you."

Feng Shuhua waved his hand: "It's been a few decades, so don't mention it. What are you here for?"

Although in just a few short words, Xu Qing smelled the love and hatred between Feng Shuhua, Yuan Hua and his deceased grandfather Xu Congguang from it.

Judging from Yuan Hua's appearance, he did not have his little feet, and his temperament was capable and talented. I am afraid that the female student with advanced ideas in that era should be a classmate with Xu Congguang, while his grandmother Feng Shuhua has not received new ideas education at home, and has been wrapped in small feet and feudal remains behind.

Representative.

It's easy to imagine an early love and hate story.

Yan Bochuan also discovered something wrong between his mother and Feng Shuhua. He was not like an old friend who had not seen him for many years, but instead he was entangled with some old grudges. He didn't want to destroy the purpose of this visit, so he quickly said, "Mom, aunt,

It’s great that you know each other, mom, this is my daughter Qingqing.”

Yuan Hua pulled out of his excitement, turned to look at Xu Qing, looked up and down quietly, and nodded: "Okay, what a good boy, he looks good."

But there was no excitement at all, and I was not even excited when I saw Feng Shuhua.

Xu Qing was even less excited, and smiled politely and called grandma, with his tone of distantness, and calling Feng Shuhua intimately in two tones.

They were busy moving the stools out, asking Yuan Hua and Yan Bochuan to sit on, and then went to make tea for the two of them.

Feng Shuhua continued to sit down and slowly continued to eat the dates, completely ignoring Yuan Hua's existence.

Yuan Hua was not as calm as Feng Shuhua showed. After sitting down, he tried to open his mouth and talk to Feng Shuhua several times, but when he saw that the other party didn't even give him a look, he could only give up.

He turned his head to look at Yan Bochuan again: "Qingqing lives here? The environment looks pretty good and the yard is clean."

Yan Bochuan's eyes were stained with a smile: "Well, she is a very good child."

Yuan Hua changed the subject: "At such a young age, I should study. It's not that there are adults who want to continue studying. Girls should still study more."

Feng Shuhua suddenly sneered, stuffed a date into her mouth, and turned her head aside to look at the white wolf.

Yuan Hua could even hear the sarcasm in Feng Shuhua's sneering and stopped talking.

Qin Xuemei felt that the atmosphere between the few people was strange, so she followed Xu Qing to the kitchen, watched her make tea, and asked curiously: "Who are they?"

Xu Qing thought about it and seemed that he hadn't told Qin Xuemei about her life experience: "It's my biological father and grandma."

Qin Xuemei yelled: "It's him. My sister-in-law has said before. The big speaker said in the factory. Everyone knows it. Even the one who collects rags at the door knows it. You say your dad is a very amazing official. You say you

From now on, I will follow the delicious and spicy food, and I will say why your life is so good..."

Xu Qing was amused and crying: "Nothing is there? It has little impact on my life. I still have to rely on my own efforts. Moreover, I don't know what specific work my father does. I am not a high-ranking official."

Qin Xuemei doesn't care: "Anyway, you are so capable. It's okay if you have any official father or not. You don't know how many people in the alley envy your family now. They say that they can smell the smell of meat when passing by your house, and they all know your family.

Can eat meat every day.”

Xu Qing was not surprised. After all, there were only a few people who could eat meat every day on the entire street, and only two or three people with TV. These were all objects of jealousy.

After making tea, I put it in front of Yuan Hua and Yan Bochuan, and then sat down next to Feng Shuhua.

Finally, after thinking about it, he asked Yuan Hua's body first: "Are grandma in good health now?"

Yuan Hua glanced at Feng Shuhua and sighed: "I'm old, either I feel uncomfortable here or there. This time I feel like I fainted from high blood pressure. In fact, it's nothing big. Your aunt Xueying insists on notifying your father and your little one.

Uncle, go back."

Xu Qing guessed that this aunt Xueying should be the adopted daughter of the Yan family.

Yuan Hua said and laughed again: "Your dad went back and said he had a daughter like you. I don't believe it yet. I didn't even see your dad, so why did you have a child? It's your uncle who promised us."

I have been wronged by you all these years."

Xu Qing smiled and said, "It's okay, but thanks to my mother, I have a hard time giving birth to me, and I have never enjoyed another day of happiness."

After all, she had experienced a lifetime, and she still understood the twists and turns inside and outside.

Yuan Hua seemed to be saying that he couldn't believe her existence, but in fact he was disapproving and despising his mother! He didn't know that his son had a child when he was dating. Isn't he just saying that Ye Nan was not married and had a daughter? He didn't believe it at first

, I'm just wondering if she is Yan Bochuan's child?

Xu Qing really won’t be able to suffer a loss just because she is an elder and a grandmother she just recognized. She smiled and said without being soft or hard.

Yuan Hua nodded quickly: "Yes, the hardest thing is your mother, it's such a pity."

Yan Bochuan frowned from the side and changed the topic: "Qingqing, why didn't you see Jinnan?"

"It rained for a week. Jinnan went to grandma's old house to see if there was any leakage. He should be back soon."

Xu Qing said as he pushed the dates on the table in front of Yan Bochuan: "Try the new dates I just picked from the tree."

Yuan Hua just reached out to get it, but Feng Shuhua suddenly said coldly: "I haven't washed it before, eating it raw can make you feel stomachache."