Reborn Nine Zero Sweetheart Cub

Chapter 207 Confrontation between Yan Xi and Yan Qin

Qiqi blinked and curiously asked the man outside the yard, "Are you my uncle too?"

Yan Qin smiled and nodded, "Strictly speaking, I am your cousin."

Qiqi scratched her little head, not sure about the relationship between Tang and Biao, but children should be polite, "Uncle Tang, you came so early, have you eaten? My mother-in-law cooked sweet potatoes, they are so sweet,

do you want to eat?"

Yan Xi opened the courtyard door and welcomed the people in. She took the gift and her attitude was a little cold, "Come in and talk."

"Thank you." Yan Qin nodded towards him, and when passing by him, he smiled and asked, "Are you still angry with me?"

"..." Yan Xi did not answer.

He is still angry.

If you want him to play nice and say false things, he can't do it.

Love so much.

Anyway, it is wrong not to protect your own family in front of outsiders.

He's not a fool. It's not that he doesn't know that the children in the family are fighting overtly and covertly for power, he just doesn't get involved.

He could even understand Yan Qin's hostility towards Fu Yanchi, but those were matters that should be resolved at home behind closed doors.

You can't do this outside.

Allowing people outside to slander and insult your own family and remain indifferent is to eat the inside and outside.

"Qiqi, let's go, uncle will eat mahua with you!" Yan Xi took a step behind, picked up the confused little kid with her long arms and walked to the main room, "My mother is a good cook, especially good at making mahua. I am the best at every New Year.

What I like to eat is the twists she makes, which are more delicious than those sold in old-fashioned shops outside."

Speaking of food, Qiqi's eyes lit up, "Really? Then Qiqi wants to eat!"

"One."

"Can two sticks work?"

"Hahaha, I'll give you three!"

When the baby was happy, he gave the curly yellow-haired young man a smack on his face and smiled until his eyes turned into crescents.

Yan Qin didn't know when to slow down his steps and secretly watched the interaction between the big one and the small one.

Seventy-seven.

This little girl is the daughter of Song Yueliang and Fu Yanchi.

He will soon be five years old.

That face is extremely delicate and well-raised, with baby-fat cheeks and a particularly cute smile.

When he smiles, he looks very much like Fu Yanchi.

There was no one in the main room and the kitchen was quiet.

Today is not the weekend, Song Yueliang went to work early.

Since returning from the Department of Culture, Fu Yanchi has also become busy. He often leaves early and comes home late without knowing what he is doing.

Zhang Xifeng went to the next door to visit, planning to make some rice krispie treats in the next two days to soak in water for the little ones at home to drink during the Chinese New Year.

The old man was not idle either and went to the village library. The old man had been teaching all his life. He was a full professor in the university. After retirement, he found the joy of education among the children.

So when Yan Qin came over, only Yan Xi and Qiqi were at home.

"Uncle, this is the sweet potato I grew at home. Try it. It's really sweet and delicious. You won't forget it after you eat it." Qiqi, as the young master of the family, did not forget to greet the guests and smiled with Yan Xi

After a few words, I went to the stove and picked up some sweet potatoes from the cauldron, brought them over, put them in a small basket and put them in front of Yan Qin.

After doing this, he rushed to Yan Xi, "Uncle, where is the twist? Where is the twist made by grandma?"

Yan Xi bared her big white teeth and tapped the little guy's nose, "I'm so anxious, I'm waiting for you."

The gift Yan Qin brought was also wrapped in old newspapers, but a square iron box was used inside to seal the twists and snacks, which could better prevent moisture and maintain the taste.

The twists in the box are as big as Qiqi's little arm. They are dotted with black sesame seeds. They are deep-fried until they are golden and shiny, exuding a light aroma that makes people salivate.

Qiqi hadn't eaten yet, but her stomach was already growling.

Touching her belly and looking at the size of the twist, Qiqi smiled sarcastically, "Uncle, one Qiqi is enough. My mother-in-law said that little kids shouldn't be greedy. I have to listen to my mother-in-law."

"No, Sangen, uncle, I have to keep my word. Qiqi doesn't want uncle to become a villain who goes back on his word, right?"

Qiqi's face turned bitter.

Uncle always likes to say four words when he talks, Qiqi can't understand it!

Yan Qin sat across from the two of them, twisting a sweet potato with his long fingers and peeling it carefully, his movements slow and elegant.

Sitting there calmly, not at all embarrassed about being left out.

Yan Xi didn't talk to him either, showing her bad temper to the fullest.

"I returned to Beijing from Huicheng some time ago, and I called you before getting on the plane. You were in Taoxi Village at that time, right?" Yan Qin smiled and spoke first.

Yan Xi, "Ah, it's here."

"Achi has found his daughter. You don't even want to reveal such a big thing to me. Are you really even guarding your cousin?"

"My father is the one who makes the decisions in my family. It's not like you don't know. He hasn't spoken to anyone yet. How can I dare to take the lead? I'm afraid of being scolded."

Yan Xi opened her mouth and came, not feeling guilty at all about using her father as a shield.

Who makes his father be able to do this?

Speaking of this, how dare Yan Qin go to his father to question him?

He lent him ten courages.

Yan Qin glanced at him and said, "My uncle personally told me to come here this time. He asked me to give him gifts and recognize him at the same time. I have connections and connections in Huicheng. If anything happens to Qiqi, I can take more care of him."

"Contacts and relationships? Do you mean the Song family or the Dingfeng Real Estate you opened with the Song family's crown prince?" Yan Xi crossed her legs, raised her eyebrows, and laughed twice, "You didn't get any news in Beijing?

The Song family is in turmoil, and there are so many people at the door of Dingfeng. You probably can’t rely on you. Cousin, if you want to develop here, go it alone, and who will you look for? Whoever you look for will fall."

Yan Qin's fingers lost strength and the slender sweet potato was accidentally broken into two pieces.

Without moving his eyebrows, he took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket and slowly wiped off the sticky sweet potato flesh on his fingers. "The Song family and I only have a cooperative relationship, and there is nothing more than business dealings."

"Then what happened to my sister-in-law in the Song family back then, do you dare to bet with the head on your neck that you didn't know anything about it?" Yan Xi's smile turned cold, and the unruly young man's eyes flashed sharply. For a moment, his aura was as strong as Yan Xi's.

The man who rules everything in the family.

Yan Qin paused, and his eyes darkened behind his lenses, "Yan Xi, you will always know what is right and what is wrong in the future. Even if I am a bastard, I will never harm A Chi and Song Yueliang with my own hands!"

"Okay, I will remember what you said today, and you will probably not forget my father's instructions. If something happens to our family after Qiqi, you, my cousin, will not hesitate to do anything unless you ask for help. You say

What?" The young man changed his smile again, and his expression changed very quickly, "Cousin, I will come to you first if I have anything to do in the future. My friendship with you is much better than that with that sick man Fu Yanchi."

Qiqi sat on a small stool, holding cannabis flowers in her two little hands, nibbling on them in a daze.

The uncle said another four-letter word, but she still couldn't understand a word!

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