The old man quickly lifted his foot. "Don't, Grandpa's feet stink …"
The little bun was even faster and had already helped the old man put on his shoes. The old man's face was flushed, and he was so happy that it was as if the little bun was his grandson.
Mr. Qin was speechless.
The old man looked up and saw his useless son. He immediately shouted, "Why are you standing there like a fool? Can't you see that there are guests? Why did I give birth to such an idiot? "
Mr. Qin was scolded like a wilted eggplant. The old man glared at him. "I told you not to stand there like a fool. Go to the kitchen and tell the chef that we're having sweet and sour pork ribs and winter melon soup tonight. Also, give me a … Hmm, does the baby like beans? How about scrambled eggs with tomatoes? "
The little bun said in a childish voice, "I can eat anything except coriander. Grandpa, you don't have to always order what I like. I'm not picky. Just order whatever you like."
"Good baby! Then give me stir-fried green beans and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Leave the rest to the chef. Don't forget to make dessert too. I want strawberry-flavored pudding. " The old man waved his hand. Mr. Qin felt that he had been reduced to a housekeeper. He felt wronged.
"Hurry up!" The old man glared at him. "I always thought that you couldn't think straight. Now that I see it, you're really stupid."
Mr. Qin was defeated.
The old man was in a very good mood. This good mood lasted until dinner. During dinner, the little bun sat beside him. He kept putting food in the little bun's bowl. He was even more considerate than Shao Qing, the little bun's mother.
The little bun would also put food in his bowl. Those who didn't know would definitely think that the little bun was the old man's grandson. Even Qin Zixi was ignored.
Thus, Qin Zixi and Mr. Qin formed a pitiful father-son team. One was ignored by his father, and the other was ignored by his grandfather.
After dinner, the little bun sat at the side and ate the pudding contentedly. The old man then asked Shao Qing, "You're not from the capital, right?"
Shao Qing nodded. "We're from the survivor base in S City."
"So, did you come to the capital to take a look, or what?" If it was someone else, he would definitely not ask this question. The old man's position in the Celestial Empire was unshakable. There were not many people who could make him pay attention to them, especially the younger generation, which was even rarer.
It was because of the little bun and the fact that Shao Qing was to his liking that he asked a few more questions.
"Originally, I just wanted to come over and take a look. I also have the idea of settling down here, but I haven't decided yet." Shao Qing didn't say too much. She understood what the old man meant. If they wanted to settle down, the old man would definitely help them. Shao Qing really didn't want to owe others too much.
If Qin Zixi wanted to help her, she definitely wouldn't say anything, but if Qin Zixi's grandfather wanted to help her, it wasn't the same concept.
The old man could also see Shao Qing's thoughts, so he didn't ask much. He only said, "Well, settling down here is not bad. You can stay at our house tonight. It's quite late now, and it's troublesome to find a place to stay. There are quite a lot of rooms at home, so it won't be a problem for the few of you to stay."
Shao Qing didn't plan to refuse. The old man immediately said, "Let the baby sleep with me tonight. Is that okay, baby? "
"Okay." The little bun blinked and immediately said, "Well, if grandpa likes me, he won't object to me being good friends with Brother Xiaoxi, right?"
"Grandpa, why don't you, Brother Xiaoxi, and I sleep together?"
The old man thought about it. Anyway, the bed was quite big, and he didn't lack a grandson. He nodded and then looked at Shao Qing.
An old man with white hair and beard looked at you with expectant eyes. No one could say no. Shao Qing could only say, "Don't trouble grandpa."
"I know, Mama," the little bun said obediently. Then, the old man held his grandson's hand in his left hand and the little bun's hand in his right hand. With the feeling of a winner in life, they went upstairs to sleep.
Father Qin was left to arrange a place for Shao Qing and the others to stay. Father Qin was quite cold to Shao Qing. He arranged for the housekeeper to make arrangements for them.
Shao Qing slept in the same room as the two octopuses she brought. Yes, the two octopuses crawled over in the middle of the night.
When the two of them went over, it was already the middle of the night. Normal people would be asleep at this time, but Shao Qing wasn't. She leaned on the bed and looked at the ceiling.
Yan Qiyue was the first to go over. He organized his words and said, "Are you still thinking about the man you met today? Hmph, what's there to think about that kind of gigolo? Look, the two of us are enough. "
Er Dai agreed and leaned over.
That's right, what's so good about that kind of gigolo?
Shao Qing sighed and said, "How did you know I was thinking about him?"
"Do you even need to ask? You definitely know each other. Just by looking at the way he looks at you, I know that he has feelings for you, hmph … "Yan Qiyue whispered," He definitely has feelings for you. "
Shao Qing smiled and said, "Then do you want to guess what I'm thinking about?"
"Are you thinking about your past?" Yan Qiyue widened his eyes and said, "I think there must be something between you two!"
Shao Qing said indifferently, "You're half right."
"Am I right that you're thinking about your past, or that there's something between you two?" In fact, Yan Qiyue appeared to be jealous, but he knew in his heart that Shao Qing's old man's eyes were definitely not gentle. He just saw that Shao Qing was in a bad mood and deliberately made her happy.
Shao Qing said, "The second half of the sentence."
Yan Qiyue immediately went over and said coquettishly, "That's already the past. You have to look forward. Look at your side. With someone as handsome as me, why are you still thinking about him?"
"I'm thinking about how to kill him." Shao Qing said very seriously, "I've already thought of dozens of ways to die. Do you want to help me?"
Yan Qiyue was speechless.
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