With a Door In Mind

At the dinner table, Qin Xiao dug out the yolk of the salted duck egg and put it into Zhou Xiaochuan's bowl.

Then eat noodles with protein.

The whole action is very natural.

Yang Yuemei grinned and continued to eat her meal.

On the other hand, Xiaomi pouted and wanted to say aloud, "I want to eat too."

But look at your brother, let's forget it, don't give yourself a brain break.

And Qin Xiao didn't notice the expressions of the other two.

Zhou Xiaochuan was also a little embarrassed when he saw this. He ate the noodles in the bowl and glanced at Qin Xiao.

Thinking of asking about the situation of the old man.

I was afraid that she would be sad when she thought about it, so she didn't ask for a while...

Qin Xiao was a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, and his face turned red, "Brother Xiaochuan, what's wrong?"

Hearing her words, Zhou Xiaochuan still asked, "Is there a letter from the old man?"

"Come on, he's fine over there!"

Zhou Xiaochuan was surprised when he heard the words, "Ah, when did the letter come?"

"Today! It was sent with Xiaohe's letter." Qin Xiao finished speaking, without any expression, and still ate his meals on his own.

Zhou Xiaochuan heard the words lightly, and then looked up.

After confirming that the other party's mood was okay, he continued to ask, "How is the old man over there?"

Qin Xiao put the head of the chopsticks in his mouth, "Grandpa said it's fine, it's safe. Let me not worry. If you miss him, you can tell him in advance and go see him."

Zhou Xiaochuan said this tomorrow, it must be to Qin Xiao's father.

I just don't know if Qin Xiao is willing or not.

Then, seeing her long braids, he hesitated, "Xiaoxiao, do you want to cut your hair short?"

After saying that, he still felt a little pity in his heart.

He has always had a unique preference for long hair. Not a cold for short hair.

However, there is no way to do it in the current form, and it is already mid-May.

In a few days, everyone will have their hair cut short.

If anyone has long hair, those red cuffs will see it, and they can cut it for you directly with scissors.

"Oh, okay, or I'll cut it tomorrow."

Zhou Xiaochuan was surprised when he heard the words, shouldn't girls like long hair?

Seeing Zhou Xiaochuan's expression, Qin Xiao smiled, "Brother Xiaochuan, although I don't know the reason, but I know you are also doing it for my own good."

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Hearing her words, Zhou Xiaochuan nodded.

Then he thought of something and smiled: "You don't have to go out to cut it, I'll cut it for you when you come back at night."

"Do you know how to cut your hair?" Qin Xiao looked suspicious when he heard this.

Zhou Xiaochuan's cooking is delicious. Not everyone can do this haircut.

"You'll know when you see it." After saying that, he continued to pull the noodles in his bowl.

Yang Yuemei next to him heard that he was going out for a while and asked.

"Oh, I'll go to the old man's place." Then he gave a brief overview of the situation in the factory.

If such a big thing happened, I have to see it no matter what.

But have to sneak away.

Yang Yuemei heard the words lightly.

After taking a few bites of the noodles, he greeted a few people and left.

He rode his car to a place not far from Zhao Qinian's house, and he stopped.

Thoughts swept away.

Make sure no one is guarding. He breathed a sigh of relief.

When I came to Zhao Qinian's house, I saw Grandma Zhao and Zhao Qingqing wiping tears there.

"How can they do this!"

And Zhao Qinian actually sat comfortably at the dining table. Suck the porridge in the bowl of the sea.

Grandma Zhao and Zhao Qingqing saw Zhou Xiaochuan coming.

He wiped his face and said hello. "Xiao Chuan is here, have you eaten yet? I'll serve you a bowl."

"Grandma Zhao, I ate it. No need to do it."

"Oh, okay! Then sit for a while." Knowing that Zhou Xiaochuan must have something to do with the old man, he took Zhao Qingqing into the room.

Zhao Qinian glanced at him and took a mouthful of pickled leeks in the room.

While chewing, he asked, "What's the matter? Do you want to see if the old man is angry?"

Zhou Xiaochuan rolled his eyes when he heard this.

So calm all the time.

Pulling the large bench and sitting down, he asked with a smile, "Master, are you not angry?"

Zhao Qinian stopped eating when he heard the words.

"Angry? How can you not be angry?"

"Is it useful to be angry?"

Zhou Xiaochuan sighed softly when he heard the words, he was afraid that he would end up being killed after a lifetime of revolution. Everyone feels wronged.

Seeing Zhou Xiaochuan's expression, he smiled, and then asked back, "Do you know what happened when I was quarantined for review?"

Without waiting for Zhou Xiaochuan to speak, Zhao Qinian said to himself again: "I was born outside, even my only son was sacrificed, and the brothers who were born and died together had doubts about me. That's when it was called despair."

"Later I thought, I can't have an accident. If I have an accident, what will the old woman do? What will Qingqing do? I have to persevere, or I will really have a problem."

"That's called suicide because of fear of crime. Do you understand?"

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded frequently while listening.

"I survived those years, let alone these people now."

After he finished speaking, he took a sip of the porridge and said, "Humph...I want me to admit my mistake and explain the problem. What's wrong with me?"

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded when he heard the words, "Old man, there is no winter that can't be gone, and there's no spring that can't come."

After speaking, he hesitated for a while and said, "It's just that this winter may be a little long."

"Last time I worked for 8 years, what if it's 8 more years now?"

"But this time it's better than before. At least I can accompany their grandfather and grandson every day."

After speaking, he smiled indifferently.

Hearing Zhao Qinian's words, Zhou Xiaochuan was silent.

Are you angry?

How can you not be angry!

Don't you complain?

How can you not complain!

He was born and died, and his son died on the battlefield. How can there be no anger, no anger, no resentment in my heart.

But seeing that the old man's condition was okay, he was relieved.

Then he took out a salt water bottle from his pocket.

The color is a little cloudy.

"What did you do again? Do some weird stuff all day long." Zhao Qinian looked strange when he saw the thing in Zhou Xiaochuan's hand.

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled and ignored him.

I took out a few large tea jars from the cabinet and poured some inside.

Only then did Grandma Zhao and Zhao Qingqing be called out.

Grandma Zhao looked strange at the big tea jar on the table~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xiaochuan, what are you doing! "

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled when he heard the words, "Grandma Zhao, try it, do you think it's good?"

The old man was rude, and took a sip.

Then he smacked his lips, "Well, it tastes really good, isn't this the juice you said last time?"

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded when he heard the words, the space spring water was naturally placed in it, and the juice of honey and lychee was placed in it.

Grandma Zhao can't drink, so she can only use these juices to fool around. He is also afraid that the two old people will be in a hurry, and they will pass away at once.

Such examples are not rare.

This time I got the lychee flavor, and I will try another flavor next time.

Forcing Grandma Zhao to drink the spring water, making sure that the old man Zhao was all right, and after chatting a few words, he rode away.

But before leaving, he still hinted and asked Zhao Qingqing to cut his hair.