Invalid refusal to marry: the young wife downstairs is hard to serve

After everyone had left, Qiao Yiqiao felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at the old lady when he thought about the child's topic just now.

The old lady sighed, looked at her and smiled, with an expression of An Ran in her eyes: "Don't take what your second aunt said just now, I really hope you can have a child, but I hope this child is because you love each other And some are not for the wishes of my old lady."

Qiao Yiqiao nodded, swallowed the promise on her lips, her expression relaxed a lot, but thinking of the next few days, she was worried again, today is just the beginning!

It may be because of Zhan Heyan, Zhan Yulin's family didn't feel too embarrassed when they had dinner in the evening. They finished their dinner quietly and went upstairs to rest.

"Is the dinner table at home always so...quiet?" Qiao Yiqiao leaned against the window, thinking that the atmosphere just now was a little funny, as if eating was just a task that had to be completed, and everyone was working hard. Eat, and only eat a little bit in front of me, and wait until after the meal to look at it. No one in the middle of the dish has moved.

She remembers that it was not like this when she was in the old house

"This was my grandfather's habit before he passed away. He didn't eat or sleep without talking. It would be like this when everyone got together, but he would let go a lot in private."

Zhan Heyan looked at her puzzled eyes a little funny, and tapped her nose lightly: "I think Second Aunt is in a bad mood today, did she say something unpleasant again?"

Qiao Yiqiao burst out laughing, raised her eyebrows a little smugly: "Why don't you think what I said angered her?"

Zhan Heyan paused, seemed to give her a blank look, and sat on the chair next to him, pulling her on his lap: "Then you think I'm so stupid?"

Ok!

Looks like I asked a stupid question.

"It's still the same problem as before, but it's not that I'm angry with her. It's that grandma didn't give her a chance to speak, which made all her plans come to nothing."

Zhan Heyan understood, and lightly patted her on the head: "Stay away from her from now on."

Qiao Yiqiao has a bitter face, I want to stay away from her, the question is, is it too far away?
Because it was in the old house, Qiao Yiqiao got up before seven in the morning, yawned and walked into the bathroom. After washing, he changed his clothes and came out to see that Zhan Heyan was fully dressed Yes, I am still a little puzzled, is the gap between men and women really that big?
Does she think she is fast?
His head was still spinning dizzily, Zhan Heyan saw her wandering eyes and knew that she must be thinking about something again, so he walked over and patted her lightly: "Do you want to put on makeup?"

Qiao Yiqiao suddenly came to his senses, shaking his head like a rattle, no!Makeup is so tiring!

Zhan Heyan also nodded obediently, and dragged her out the door.

As soon as she went downstairs, the old lady came in from the door, Qiao Yiqiao jumped down from the third flight of stairs nimbly, ran to the front of the lady and acted like a baby: "Grandma, where are you going?"

The old lady stretched out her other hand, and the plastic bag in her hand caught Qiao Yiqiao's eyes brightly: "Have you gone to Xinghe Road?"

"Yeah, I walked around casually, and remembered that you like the steamed stuffed buns here, so I went over to have a look."

Qiao Yiqiao excitedly went up to give the old lady a hug, but she also knew how to control her and said: "You are really kind to me!"

She often buys steamed stuffed buns from this store, so she naturally knows that it is the busiest time for the shop over there after [-] o'clock.

The old lady pointed her forehead with her finger and pushed it away: "Okay, eat quickly, when I go, people will close the door and go home for the New Year. I heard that the door will not open until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Just these two buns can be eaten."

Just like that, Qiao Yiqiao's excitement still didn't diminish, he took a small bite to eat like a baby, and hid for a while when Zhan Heyan came over, as if he was worried that he would eat it.

"It's New Year's Eve today, and we have a good year with the decorations."

Qiao Yiqiao nodded, she already had experience in Xinghaiyuan two days ago, such trivial matters would not trouble her.

But when she saw the three or four big red papers in front of her, she was stunned.

"What is this for?" She looked at Zhan Heyan blankly, her voice was a little flustered, maybe she was asked to write Spring Festival couplets?
Zhan Heyan patted her head comfortingly: "It's just a small handiwork."

Well, cutting the window grilles by yourself has been the custom of the Zhan family for many years.

But the problem is that Qiao Yiqiao is handicapped!

"I can't! I won't! I won't!"

Qiao Yiqiao shook her head vigorously, but still couldn't resist the old lady's firm gaze, so she picked up the small scissors the size of a palm and made random gestures.

"You cut a cat."

But why is it like a rabbit?

Qiao Yiqiao looked at the finished product in his hand and was a little puzzled. Where did I go wrong?

Zhan Heyan, who was beside her, looked at her "cat" suppressing her smile, and coughed: "I'll come, you watch."

Zhan Heyan's hands are very big, [-] times that of Qiao Yiqiao by visual estimation.

Qiao Yiqiao snorted disdainfully: "It's just you, forget it."

Zhan Heyan ignored her contempt, reached out for a pair of scissors and a small piece of paper that had already been cut, and moved the scissors nimbly with both hands to shuttle through the paper. After a while, a cute rabbit took shape.

Qiao Yiqiao was stunned, it was as if a tough guy could do embroidery, it was really amazing.

The old lady watched the movement here, rubbed her eyes and put down the scissors: "He Yan has learned it since he was a child, so he is naturally proficient."

After an hour of work, the window grilles were finally cut, and the paper that had been tortured by Qiao Yiqiao was honorably recycled by Zhan Heyan and turned into a small blessing.

As for the others, Qiao Yiqiao said, don't let me compare with them, how did she know that the Zhan family used to make window grilles and blessing characters by themselves every year, and a group of old men from the Zhan family are more agile than Yuan Yilan.

It must be a woman who made this rule in the Zhan family, and she must be a strong woman.

Qiao Yiqiao thought to herself.

The couplets on the window grilles were all made, and a few people pasted them on the door in a few minutes. The bright red lanterns were hung high, which changed the style of the whole old house, but I have to say that it does have a little New Year's atmosphere.

Although Qiao Yiqiao isn't proficient in making dumplings for the New Year's Eve dinner, he can do the job. A few people gather in the living room to make dumplings slowly, and a few men are playing chess at the same time. The atmosphere of the conversation is much more harmonious. .

After eating the New Year’s Eve dinner and watching the Spring Festival Gala for a while, this year is over. The old lady worked hard for a day with the young man, and she was too sleepy to go up to rest. The remaining one is a pregnant woman, an old lady in her 60s , Naturally, they all went home, and the old house suddenly lost its laughter.

"You said it would be nice if life was always as it was just now."

On the balcony, Qiao Yiqiao looked at the fireworks constantly rising from the sky, yearning flashed in his eyes.

Zhan Heyan took a coat from the side and put it on her shoulders: "It's windy at night, be careful of catching cold."

"This has been a tradition of the Zhan family for decades. No matter how much resentment there is on New Year's Eve, we must live happily. Although grandpa is gone now, it will take decades to form a habit."

A new year brings a new dispute!
Qiao Yiqiao's face was stained with sadness, and his voice showed a little confusion: "But what are they fighting for this whole life?"

"Maybe it's to prove yourself?"

Zhan Heyan frowned and thought about it, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The second uncle wanted to fight to tell his grandfather that he was better than himself, while Zhan Lianchen and Zhan Xiuchen wanted to fight to show that they were better than himself. powerful.

"Can you understand it at all!"

Qiao Yiqiao shrugged, put aside the discussion about people's hearts, and turned to other things: "Today's Chinese New Year, do you want to call your mother?"

Zhan Heyan's hands on her shoulders tightened a little, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"No matter what, it's a festival of family reunion, and it's just a New Year's greeting."

Zhan Heyan hesitated for a long time, nodded, and led her into the study.

The study of the old house is similar to that of Xinghaiyuan, but it is much larger, and the collection of books is not as rich as usual. Qiao Yiqiao has not been in a few times, and he is a little surprised to see the study like a library.

"Come here too." Zhan Heyan waved his hand, turned on the computer at the same time, found Lin Peirong's dialog box and pressed it.

Qiao Yiqiao hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

As soon as Qiao Yiqiao sat down on the chair, the video was picked up on the opposite side.

Lin Peirong turned cold when she saw Zhan Heyan's still gentle face and Qiao Yiqiao.

"Why are you calling at this time?" Her tone was not very happy, and there was a hint of reproach.

Qiao Yiqiao knew that she didn't like her, so she shrank her head and wanted to appear on camera, but Zhan Heyan saw through her thoughts and pulled her closer to the camera.

"Tomorrow is the new year." Zhan Heyan's voice was cold and clear. Although he didn't want to face the gentleness of Qiao Yiqiao, he didn't face the coldness of his subordinates, and couldn't see his emotions.

Lin Peirong froze for a moment, unnaturally brushed her hair, avoiding the sight of Zhan Heyan in the camera: "So it's already Chinese New Year, happy Chinese New Year."

Zhan Heyan didn't expect her to remember, so he replied a happy new year indifferently.

The atmosphere became awkward.

Qiao Yiqiao felt that he should say something, glanced at Zhan Heyan out of the corner of his eye, pinched his fingertips lightly, and turned his head to meet Lin Peirong's obviously disgusted gaze.

"Mom, happy Chinese New Year, how is your health during this time? We all miss you."

Lin Peirong was indifferent, frowned, and snorted disdainfully: "I don't care if it's good or not, if you really care about me, why don't you come and have a look, a son and a daughter-in-law, there is no Xiaorou yet considerate."

It was Zeng Qirou again, Qiao Yiqiao couldn't hold back her smile, she clenched her hand slightly on the armrest on the other side, her face was a little ugly.

"Mom, we just want to wish you a new year. I still have some work to do, so I will hang up first!"

There was anger in Zhan Heyan's brows, and after speaking, he went up to press it off.

"Wait, I have something to say!"