Uncle Liu was speechless. In Xia Qianqian's current situation, few good families would be willing to marry her. Besides, she was still in mourning, so it was not convenient to propose marriage.
The autumn morning breeze brought a chill. Xia Qianqian tightened her clothes and her palm-sized face soon smiled again: "It's okay, I can handle it myself."
"Okay, just tell me what's going on." said Uncle Liu.
"Well, Uncle Liu, you should go back and have a rest. After the kiln is ready, I will ask you to help me with the work for two days." Xia Qianqian said.
"Okay. Then will Yang Daneng and Liu Bing still come?"
"Not for now. I don't have that much money right now."
"good."
After Uncle Liu left, Xia Qianqian stood alone in the autumn fog, guarding her small earthen kiln, studying how to mix the raw materials for the first batch of tiles so that they could produce tiles that were better than those made by the Xia family.
Soon, the sun came out and the autumn mist dissipated. Xia Yunyun hurried over with her short legs: "Sister, sister, it's bad, grandpa is here!"
Old man Xia
Xia Qianqian's face changed drastically. Since she came here, she had never seen Old Man Xia. In her original impression, he was a stereotyped and bad-tempered old man.
I'm afraid he has bad intentions.
She quickly picked up Xia Yunyun and ran home.
Grandpa Xia, Grandma Xia, the second and third wives had all arrived, filling up the narrow thatched house. Yang was holding a thin little boy in her arms, about five or six years old, who was looking at Qin eagerly.
Xia Qianqian recognized him, this was her brother Xia Yu, he was very handsome. But now, she couldn't care about him.
Qin stood nervously aside, half bent over, not daring to look at the Xia family, her whole body revealing humility.
"Oh, it's so lively?" Xia Qianqian walked in and greeted everyone with a smile, "Grandpa, grandma, uncles and aunts, do you want to destroy my kiln again today?"
Xia Dingshan and Xia Dingfeng looked at each other awkwardly and said nothing.
Grandpa Xia smoked his pipe and said, "Qianqian, I dreamed of your father last night. He asked me to take you and your daughter home."
"Well!"
Xia Qianqian looked constipated. Old man Xia actually plagiarized her routine!
"Your father cried pitifully in his dream, saying that he was sorry to you and your daughter, and asked us to take good care of you for him. I didn't fall asleep in the second half of the night, and I talked to your uncles and aunts this morning, and everyone agreed to let you go home!"
Xia Qianqian understood that the Xia family finally discovered her value and wanted to take her back to help them work and earn money.
Do you think she is stupid
Xia Qianqian said with a fake smile: "What a coincidence? I also dreamed about my father last night."
Xia Family: …
"My father said that he was very happy to see me build a new kiln, and asked me to make tiles well and carry forward his skills," said Xia Qianqian.
Isn't it just a dream? What's in a dream
Grandpa Xia didn't expect to be rejected, and his face immediately darkened: "Nonsense, your father didn't tell me that."
"It's so strange, why would my dad say two completely different things? How about, Grandpa, can you ask my dad to explain it to us?" Xia Qianqian said.
Grandma Xia shouted, "Bullshit! How can you invite someone when the person is dead?"
"It's simple. We'll just wait for my father to come to us in our dreams again and then ask him." Xia Qianqian said.
Xia Family: …
They were obviously talking nonsense, but Xia Qianqian started talking too.
Seeing her daughter speaking to the elders in such a "treasonous" manner, Qin became even more frightened.
The atmosphere was a bit stiff and cold. Grandpa Xia was choked and couldn't speak. He kept smoking his pipe. The smoke filled the room. Xia Yunyun was still sick and coughed because of the smoke.
Xia Qianqian picked up Xia Yunyun and walked out: "It's okay, let's go outside, my sister is sick!"
(End of this chapter)