The old man raised his feet quickly: "Don't, grandpa's feet smelly..."
The little bun was quicker and he had already put the shoe covers on the old man. The old man's face was red, and he was happy, just like the little bun was his grandson.
Father Qin is on the side:...
As soon as the old man looked up, he saw his ineffective son, and suddenly shouted: "What are you stupid standing here for? Didn't you see a guest! Why did I give birth to you such an idiot!"
Daddy Qin was trained to be like a wilted eggplant. The old man glared at him: "Don’t let you stand stupidly. Go to the kitchen and talk to the chef. Eat sweet and sour pork ribs tonight, and Winter melon soup, give me one more... Well, does baby like beans? How about scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"
The little bun said with a gruff of milk, "I can eat everything except coriander. Grandpa doesn't always order what I like. I'm not picky. Grandpa likes what he likes. Just order what he likes."
"The baby is so good! Then let's have another dried string beans, a tomato scrambled egg, let him watch the others, don't forget, and finally make a dessert after dinner, and ask for strawberry-flavored pudding." The old man waved his hand. Dad Qin felt that he had become a housekeeper, and he couldn't be wronged.
"Go!" The old man glared at him: "Usually I don't think you can turn around. This look is really stupid."
Dad Qin, rush to the street.
The old man was in a very good mood, and he kept this good mood until he had a meal or dinner, when the little bun was sitting next to him, and he kept filling the little bun with all kinds of vegetables, which was more considerate than Shao Qing's mother.
The little bun would also poke his little butt to pick him up with vegetables, watching the happy scene without knowing it, would definitely think that the little bun was the grandson of the old man, and even Qin Zixi was taken to the side by the cold.
So Qin Zixi and Daddy Qin formed a poor father and son group, one being dried by his father and the other by his grandfather.
When Xiao Baozi sat and ate pudding contented after he was full, the old man asked Shao Qing: "Are you from Kyoto?"
Shao Qing nodded: "We are from the survivor base in city s."
"Then when I came to Kyoto this time, do you want to come over and have a look, or what?" He would never ask this sentence if he changed someone else. Few of the old people's status in the celestial dynasty can be shaken, so he can see it. There are not many people, especially the juniors, so even fewer.
It was because of the little buns and Shao Qing had an appetite for him, so he asked a few more questions.
"I just wanted to come over and have a look, and I have the idea of settling, but it hasn't been settled yet." Shao Qing didn't say everything, she understood the old man's meaning, if they want to settle, the old man must be ready to help. Shao Qing is really unwilling to accept too much love from others.
If Qin Zixi wanted to help her, she would definitely not say anything, but Qin Zixi's grandfather wanted to help, it was not a concept.
The old man could also see Shao Qing’s thoughts, so he didn’t ask much, but said, “Well, it’s also good to settle down. Let’s stay at our house tonight. It’s getting late now. Go outside to find a place to pay. Trouble, there are a lot of rooms at home, it’s absolutely no problem to live with a few of you."
Shao Qing was not ready to refuse, the old man immediately said: "Let the baby sleep with me tonight? Can you baby?"
"Okay." Little Bun blinked his eyes and said immediately, well, if grandpa likes him, he won't object to him being friends with Brother Xiaoxi
"Grandpa, how about you and Brother Xiaoxi, the three of us sleep together?"
When the old man thought about it, the bed was too big anyway, and there was no shortage of his grandson, so he nodded and looked at Shao Qing.
An old man with white hair and beard looked at you expectantly, no one could say rejection, Shao Qing had to say, "Don't trouble Grandpa."
"I know Mama." The little bun said very well-behaved. Then the old man took his grandson with his left hand and the little bun with his right hand, and went upstairs to sleep with the feeling of a winner in life.
Dad Qin was left to arrange a place for Shao Qing and the others. Dad Qin was very indifferent to Shao Qing, not far away, but arranged a housekeeper to arrange them.
Shao Qing slept in a room with the two octopuses she brought with her. Yes, the two octopuses crawled over again in the middle of the night.
When the two people passed by, it was already midnight. Normal people were already asleep at this time, but Shao Qing did not sleep, leaning on the bed and looking at the ceiling.
Yan Qiyue first rubbed it over. He organized the language, and then said: "Still thinking about the man I met during the day? Huh, what do you think about that kind of little white face? It's enough for the two of us. "
Erdai posted it in agreement.
That is, what is so good about that kind of little white face!
Shao Qing sighed, then said: "How do you know I am thinking of him?"
"I need to ask about this? You must know each other. Just by looking at him, you know that he is humming to you..." Yan Qiyue said in a low voice, "Absolutely carrying a different feeling."
Shao Qing smiled, and said: "Then do you want to guess, what am I thinking?"
"Could it be that you are thinking about your past?" Yan Qiyue's eyes widened, and then said: "I think you must have a paragraph!"
Shao Qing said indifferently: "Half of the guessed right."
"Is it right that you are thinking about your past, or did you guess that you have a section?" In fact, Yan Qiyue was very jealous, but he knew that the look in the eyes of the man Shao Qinglao was absolutely not tender, he was just Seeing Shao Qing in a bad mood, she deliberately made her happy.
Shao Qing said: "The second half sentence."
Yan Qiyue leaned over and acted like a baby immediately: "That's all in the past, do you want to look forward, look at your side, I am so handsome, why do you want him?"
"I'm thinking about how to kill him." Shao Qing said seriously: "I have considered dozens of ways to die. Would you like to refer to it for me?"
Yan Qiyue: ...