: More than two hundred and thirty-five points to eat

: More than two hundred and thirty-five points to eat

Handoff was outspoken and said whatever she thought of. Zhu Siya was really relieved when she heard it, but it was because her eyes were not good!

"Dove eats meat!"

Putting a piece of fat and thin bacon into Handoff's bowl, Zhu Siya also took a piece and ate breakfast with satisfaction.

Shen Jiao secretly glanced at Han Qingye's constipated face, and she couldn't help but feel relieved. Although she had already figured out that she didn't need to care about Han Qingye's opinion, every time she saw this old man being amiable to others, but indifferent to herself, she felt this way in her heart. It was still a little uncomfortable, but seeing Han Qingye deflated, Shen Jiao couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

"Dove eats meat!"

Shen Jiao also put a piece of fat and thin bacon in Dove's bowl, and the girl grinned with joy. She loves meat.

Shen Jiaxing was really relieved when he saw it. His Jiaojiao was so good, but this stinky old man didn't even like it, his eyes were really bad!

"Dove eats meat!"

By the way, I also gave Handoff a piece of meat, but it broke Handoff. Why are these people so polite today?

Han Qingye glared at Han Defu secretly, this grandniece was just as heartless as her father, and he could be mad at himself if he cared about her.

However, the names of these two cats are a bit interesting. Dabao and Xiaojiao, Qixiu, this stinky boy's Sima Zhao's heart, is well known to all passers-by!

But why did Qi Xiu use the nickname Dabao again?

Since that incident happened six years ago, Qi Xiu, this stubborn boy, has never used this nickname again.

Just because this nickname was given by Qi Xiu's mother!

Thinking of the past, Han Qingye couldn't help sighing. Every family has a hard-to-read scripture!

Li Yunhao came to Han Qingye eight years ago. He knew everything that happened six years ago. Seeing the expression on Han Qingye's face, he knew what he was thinking, so he quickly persuaded him, "Chief, Qi Xiu will use this little Dabao again. Name, it means that his heart should be opened a little bit, which is a good thing!"

Han Qingye's expression moved slightly. What Xiao Li said made sense. Qi Xiuken's use of this name showed that he didn't care too much about the past, right?

"I really hope Qi Xiu can open his heart as soon as possible!" Han Qingye said with emotion.

Li Yunhao is very confident: "I don't think it will be long. Qi Xiu is much more cheerful than before."

Of course, Han Qingye also noticed the change in his grandson, but he had other worries. Qi Xiu's change was not unexpectedly due to Shen Jiao, which made him very tangled.

Being with Shen Jiao, Qi Xiu will become more and more cheerful, but he has no future. He feels distressed. If he is not with Shen Jiao, Qi Xiu will lock himself up again. He looks distressed too!

This is neither going forward nor going back. It is even more difficult than fighting a war!

Shen Jiaxing and Zhu Siya had breakfast and left for work. Shen Jiao and Han Defu made sweet-scented osmanthus cakes together. Han Dexing and Han Dewei also went to work in the fields.

"Dove, bring this cup of tea to Grandpa Han in the room." Shen Jiao soaked a cup of top-quality Longjing and asked Hand to bring it in.

Handoff was kneading the dough happily, and said, "You bring it in yourself, I'm kneading it!"

"Grandpa Han doesn't like me, so I won't go in anymore, you can deliver it quickly, the tea is going to be cold!" Shen Jiao urged.

Handoff said strangely, "My uncle doesn't like you? No way? Why didn't I see it?"

Although the voices of the two girls are not loud, Han Qingye has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his hearing is naturally much better than ordinary people.

Was it too much for him to treat the Shen family like this?

Speaking of which, every time he sees the jade-like Shen Jiao, it is very difficult for him to harden his heart, especially in the face of those clear eyes like the ocean, he is even more ruthless, and can only turn his head. Don't look at Shen Jiao's face in the past!

This is also the reason why Han Qingye doesn't look straight at Shen Jiao every time!

What a funny misunderstanding!

Handoff walked in with the tea in his hand, smelled the fragrance of wormwood and flowers in the room, and glanced at Han Qingye, who was lying on a rattan chair leisurely reading a book, and couldn't help shouting, "My uncle, your house is so nice. , I'll move into this house to sleep when you're gone."

Han Qingye glared at her, took the teacup and scolded her with a stern face: "Don't you stay in the village all your life? Go back to study for Lao Tzu in two months, and you know how to play all day long, it's not good!"

Han Defu slumped her shoulders. What's wrong with the village? There is something to eat and play, as well as Jiaojiao and Zhu Siya. They are much more fun than the military compound, but she also knows that living in the village for a lifetime is a Impossible, you should be content if you can live for a few months!

Seeing Han Qingye sipping tea contentedly, Han Defu rolled her eyes and asked deliberately, "Uncle, don't you like Jiaojiao?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Han Qingye coughed again and again, and sprayed the face of Handoff with tea.

Handoff wiped off the tea in disgust, and after a few peeps, shouted at Han Qingye: "Little Uncle, what are you doing? No wonder Si Ya said that your eyesight is not good. No one can see it, oh my god, there are also slices of chopped green onion? I'm going to take a bath!"

Miss Hu looked like she ate poop, and ran to the bathroom to take a shower, leaving Han Qingye holding a teacup with a poop-like face!

Damn, everyone said that his eyesight is not good, isn't he just a little cold to the Shen family girl!

Every one of them turned against the sky!

In the blink of an eye, Han Qingye returned to Xinquan Village for half a month The osmanthus flowers in the village were completely defeated, and only one tree was left with green leaves.

Han Qingye had never eaten at Shen's house. He went to Han Qiguang's house for three meals a day. He had eaten several snacks. Shen Jiao often made snacks, pumpkin cakes, sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, red jujube cakes, fried small fish, etc. Xi Wanzi and so on, every time they make it, they will give a plate to Li Yunhao. Of course, the old man can taste it too!

The taste is really good, and the appearance is also good-looking, but the amount is a little less!

Seeing the eight pieces of yam cake neatly arranged on the plate, Han Qingye was very dissatisfied, and complained to Li Yunhao, "Why don't you put more pieces? With such a big plate, there are so many empty spaces. !"

Li Yunhao was a little aggrieved: "This is given to me by Jiaojiao, why is it not enough to eat eight yuan per person!"

Han Qingye's expression froze, he couldn't say anything else, so he could only sullenly divide the dim sum into two halves, four pieces per person, and said with a buzzing voice, "Next time, you will say that you eat a lot, and you can't get enough to eat eight pieces!"

Li Yunhao was an honest man, and when he heard the words, he said, "But I'm quite full for eight yuan."

"You can't get enough to eat, you are so big that you have to eat at least 18 yuan, remember?" Han Qingye stared at Danfeng's eyes into a bull's eye, and Li Yunhao dared to have an opinion, so he had to respond quickly.

"Remember, eighteen yuan!"

"Um!"

Han Qingye smiled contentedly, picked up a piece of yam cake and stuffed it into his mouth. After a while, he ate all the four pieces. He smacked his mouth with a sigh of relief and looked at the remaining four pieces.

Li Yunhao shuddered, quickly grabbed four pieces of yam cakes, and glanced at Han Qingye cautiously, with a blank eye.