Chapter 167： Big wild wolf VS milk fox

Outside the gate of Qin's villa.

A group of servants stood chatting in the yard.

One of the servants asked the butler curiously, "How many times is this? Why does the old lady always let us close the door?"

The butler squinted at him, "Do more and talk less."

The servant retired angrily, but he was still curious.

The butler is also curious.

"The old lady seems to have something to discuss with the owner of the house, but why not go to the study to discuss it?"

Because the study room is not big enough, it is not convenient for the old lady to play.

At that time, the old lady took the specially bought walking stick and drew it directly to Qin Jian.

If Qin Jian didn't hide fast enough, this crutches could take him directly to the hospital.

"Mom, be careful, if you get to your waist..."

"you shut up!"

The very solemn old lady in front of outsiders will be mad at this.

"What use are you saying? I've been back for seven days, and I didn't say a word to my baby granddaughter!"

Every day, watching the white and fat granddaughter ran over and hugged several other grandchildren intimately, she felt like a little cat scratching her heart, itchy!

"I don't care," the old lady said directly, "I'll give you three days, no, one day, you go to explain clearly!"

Qin Jian: "You are hegemony."

Mrs. Qin: "Will you go? If you don't go, I'll beat you up!"

Another crutches came over, and Qin Jian had already ran into the dining room.

Similarly, Chairman Qin, who is extremely serious and rigid to the outside world, is embarrassed at this moment.

After all, he is his own old mother, who cannot be beaten or scolded, and cannot be beaten by her.

"Mom," Qin Jian wiped his sweat blankly, "You always say that Qin Ping is like you and Qin Xi is like a father. I think Qin Xi is more like you."

In the past, everyone thought so.

I think that the appearance and character of the young master Qin Ping is very similar to Qin Jian, and also very similar to the old lady.

He also thinks that the second young master looks a lot like Ye Ru and looks very beautiful, but he doesn't know who he is like.

And the third young master, looks like a dead old man, and has a hot personality like the other party.

In short, as long as Qin Xi caused trouble, everyone would throw the pot to the dead old man.

Qin Jian: "Yes, just the appearance of your meeting is exactly the same as Qin Xi."

Mrs. Qin: "..."

Mrs. Qin: "It turned you back!"

"Kang Dang!"

The cane accidentally drew a cup.

"Wow!"

After the glass fell to the ground, it broke into pieces directly.

Mrs. Qin didn't care.

"Let people clean up."

Looking up, he found his son froze, frowning subconsciously.

"What's wrong with this cup?"

Qin Jian helped the amount.

"That's the milk cup your baby granddaughter often uses."

Mrs. Qin: "..."

It is rare for the Qin family to gather together at dinner time.

Mrs. Qin sits in the main seat, with Qin Jian and his wife sitting on the left hand side, and the four brothers and sisters Qin Ping on the right hand side.

This is the first time this family has dinner together since the birth of the little milk baby.

Seven people should be very lively.

However, Mrs. Qin, who was sitting in the main seat, had a stern face, and the years finally left some marks on her face, and she appeared more solemn and rigid.

When he is old, his gestures are very noble and elegant, and the same is true when eating. Every move reveals the extraordinarily particular style of the big family.

There was a sense of depression in the restaurant, and the butler and servants had long since quit.

For a while, no one spoke, and occasionally the sound of chopsticks touching the dishes was not loud.

Even the big wild wolf eats silently in this repressive atmosphere, and... secretly picks up food for the little milk baby.

After all, today they are sitting in rows according to their age. He is the closest to the little milk baby and is the most convenient for serving dishes.

Qin An squinted at him, relying on his hand to prepare dishes.

As for Qin Ping, because the distance is too far, the hand length is useless. His cold eyebrows were already covered with frost.

The big wild wolf has always looked down upon Qin An, the naive fox, and found that the other party had crossed his territory several times, unable to bear it, so he simply did it under the table.

"hiss!"

Qin An's face twisted for a moment after being stepped on.

Before the others cast their sights, he stabilized with the actor-level acting skills.

As long as he doesn't cry, others will not be able to detect that he was stepped on, nor will he be able to spot him kicking Qin Xi.

The fox and the big wild wolf come and go, their hands are constantly moving, and they keep feeding the little milk baby.

The little milk baby watched as the delicacies in her bowl gradually piled up from the bottom to a hill.

"what!"

The milky shouts broke the tranquility in the restaurant, and for a while, everyone turned their eyes. Among them, the eyes of Mrs. Qin and Patriarch Qin Jian were the hottest.

The little nurse didn't even look at them, wrinkled her nose and complained to the two brothers.

"You have too many clips, Lele can't finish it~"

Qin An's peachy eyes stared roundly.

"Lele, are you sick?"

Qin Xi frowned, "Before everyone stopped you from eating, you never disliked too much."

The eyes of the two brothers were very consistent, and they meant to say, are you still a snack food Qin Lele?

Little milk baby: "..."

The little milk baby blushed, and said in a very low voice, "Lele is going to go out for supper later."

She found that Guo Jiji's card worked well, and the food in many restaurants under the Guo family's name was delicious.

The chef at home is also delicious. To be fair, the little milk baby decided to eat half of it, so that she can have a full meal!

The big wild wolf and the fox immediately collapsed.

"Go to Guo's restaurant to eat again?"

The little milk baby shook her head and said, "You can't deprive Lele of the right to enjoy food!"

Two older brothers: "..."

Qin Ping: "Grandma, you seem to have something to say."

Mrs. Qin glared at her grandson.

Seeing that the little milk baby's eyes were shifted, Mrs. Qin coughed lightly, her face was stern, and said stiffly, "The food at home is cleaner. You are not allowed to go out to eat those unclean dishes!"

Little milk baby: "!"

She glared at Mrs. Qin angrily, and immersed herself in the meal.

Mrs. Qin: "..."

Why didn't she control this mouth? Old Madam Qin was a little upset, her expression on her face was even more cruel, and she gave her grandson a cold look.

Qin Ping: "I also think Grandma is right, Lele, this is the fish soup you like to eat."

Qin Ping took the initiative to pass the fish soup to the little milk baby.

The delicacy in front of her was also delicacy. The little milk baby smiled at the bowl of fish soup without hesitation, and did not forget to give Qin Ping a smile.

"Thank you Da Ge Ge, you are so kind to Lele~"

Mrs. Qin: "..."

After dinner, the family rarely gathers in the living room to watch TV together.

The TV shows the cartoons that the little milk baby likes to watch recently. The protagonist of the cartoon can fly through the clouds, and a somersault can turn out a thousand miles, but the little milk baby is envious.

"This monkey Ge Ge is so amazing!"

The little milk girl clapped her hands excitedly, "Lele wants to learn like him, and become as powerful as him!"

In this regard, Qin Ping could only squeeze her face, and did not encourage or pour cold water.

After watching, the little nanny wanted to lie down and keep watching.

Looking around, I found that there were people around me and I couldn't lie down.

First, the three older brothers, then Ye Ru Mama, then the nasty ghost No.1 Qin Jian and the nasty ghost No.2 Mrs. Qin.

The sofa she was sitting on and the single sofa nearby were full of people.

Obviously there is space in other places, and they have to huddle together.

The little nose wrinkled.

"Do you like watching cartoons too?"

Qin Jian: "I talked to them about Guo Ming."

Mrs. Qin: "Yes, we discuss ours, you see yours."

With this blunt tone again, the little nanny pouted dissatisfiedly and turned her face away.

Qin Jian: "..."

Mrs. Qin: "..."