"Okay, okay, you must be tired. If you are tired, go back and rest."
Today, Su Qiao gave the old man an unusually different feeling.
The old man really had no other choice. He wanted to take advantage of his remaining breath to beg Su Qiao to be nicer to his son and grandson in the future.
I just didn’t expect…
Although Su Qiao did not harm his father, Qi Jinghe's face still looked a little unhappy.
"Why is she tired?"
How can a person who idles around all day long and won't even pick up the broom when it falls on the ground be tired
Are you tired of playing
Father Liu's face turned cold: "Jinghe, what did father teach you
How can you be so rude to your wife? Why don't you apologize to your wife right away? "
In any case, as long as Su Qiao changes a little bit and can be a little better to them father and son, they should be grateful.
Qi Jinghe snorted coldly and turned his head away.
"Well, no need. I'm leaving first." Su Qiao quickly waved his hand and walked out the door.
When I passed by the little guy, I saw him shrinking into a corner with fear on his face.
Su Qiao paused slightly, sighed inwardly, and walked straight out of the room.
Following Xiao Si's reminder, he went to his room on the right, then he lowered his shoulders and sat on the simple wooden bed to sort out his memories.
*
"Dad, why are you so polite to her?"
"If it weren't for her, would our family be able to live like this now? Would we be forced to this point?"
After Su Qiao left, Qi Jinghe no longer suppressed his disgust and hatred.
"Grandpa, have some hot tea."
The petite Qi Yue held a tea bowl in his hand and walked carefully to the bedside.
Father Liu took it with satisfaction, his eyes kind: "Xiao Yue is so good."
Leaning against the head of the bed, he took two sips of warm tea to suppress the itch in his throat.
Father Liu sighed: "Jinghe, this world is difficult, and it is even more difficult for us men. You have to be patient, understand?"
"Father, if I had known earlier..."
A trace of deep regret flashed across Qi Jinghe's cold eyes.
"If we hadn't invited this evil here, we wouldn't be having such a hard time."
Father Liu rubbed his aching temple and sighed heavily:
"Alas, without a woman to support our family, anyone in the village can bully us."
"Dad is old, and I don't know when he will pass away. How can I be at ease if you leave Xiaoyue behind?"
"Besides, my father was thinking that her mother was such a powerful person, and no matter how uneducated she was, she could still go hunting, and at least you and your son wouldn't starve in the future. But I didn't expect..."
I didn't expect that although he married into the wife's family, he didn't look like a person who could live a normal life at all.
Not only did he do nothing, but he ransacked the house thoroughly.
He also followed those two hooligans in the village, stealing things, eating, drinking, gambling, and even almost having sex with prostitutes.
Thinking about the past two years, he looked at his son and grandson with guilt: "Alas, it's also Dad's fault that he hurt you."
After a pause, he said with a sad face: "It's not her fault. You were... Xiao Yue..."
My son was eighteen years old, just the right age for marriage, but he encountered that kind of thing and even had a child.
What girl would marry someone like him
Da Qiao's mother didn't mind. Not only did she let Da Qiao marry Jing He, she was also willing to let him marry into her family. Of course he agreed.
I thought, at least my son will have someone to rely on in the future.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore."
The old man didn't want to mention these things again and make his son feel uncomfortable.
"If I knew who that person was, I would never let her go."
Qi Jinghe's handsome face was now ferocious, and his peach blossom eyes, which should have been affectionate, were filled with murderous intent.