Mr.Qiao, love me, are you afraid?
Chapter 97
This is the most uneasy and uneasy New Year''s Eve that Su Jinse has ever lived.
Last year''s new year''s Eve was spent with her parents. Her mother had a quarrel with her father early in the morning. She took all the money from the family and bought a bag to relieve her anger. Then her father had to go out to borrow money for the Spring Festival.
In this way, my father didn''t say that my mother didn''t say a word.
Now, her mother has become a rich family with a lot of money. She is no longer angry about firewood, rice, oil and salt. She has what she wants.
Before his younger brother answered, Su Jinse also received a call from Su ma.
Her voice was not big or small, and she sounded at ease.
"How are you these days, daughter?"
"How are you? Did the Jia family embarrass you? "
"The economic lifeline of the Jia family is in my hands. Everyone wants me to die."
Su Ma said so, Su Jinse immediately nervous: "Mom."
"Ha ha ha." Su Ma laughed: "if you want me to die, I will die? Daughter, when I consolidate my position, you and Jinqi will have a good life. "
"Mom, we are used to plain living. You know, what you want to fight for is for yourself, not for us."
"Jin, you as like as two peas, your father is the same as your father. How are you doing with that Er Shao recently? I think he''s a lucky man. Daughter, you must be right with him. "
Su''s mother said that she had no music, and Su Jinse was even more upset.
"Mom, I''ll hang up. That''s it. Be careful."
She hung up the phone and saw assistant Ding''s car stop at the gate of the garden. Then Su Jinqi got out of the car.
Assistant Ding''s speed is quite fast. He picked up his younger brother just after noon.
Su Jinse hurried downstairs. She was very worried because Jinqi had been imprisoned by Qiao Yi before. He must have seen Qiao Yi.
Isn''t that the time when she put medicine into Qiao Yi''s water, he gave it to Jinqi.
She is afraid that Jinqi will arouse his suspicion when he sees Qiao Yi''s fear.
Su Jinqi was very happy to see Su Jinse: "sister, is this your home? It''s beautiful. "
Su Jinse holds him. When assistant Ding closes the car door, she whispers in Su Jinqi''s ear: "wait a minute, no matter who says something to you, what you see, what others say, don''t question, don''t ask."
Su Jinqi opened his eyes and nodded.
He is not stupid at all. He has experienced so much in the past six months.
He lowered his voice: "I see, sister."
As soon as Su Jinqi''s voice fell, Qiao Yi came out of it.
He heard that he was going to make dumplings on New Year''s Eve, so he asked assistant Ding to buy a bag of flour and come back to study how to make dumplings.
I don''t know, but he got flour all over his body and stood on the porch: "Hi, are you su Jinqi?"
Su Jinqi met Qiao Yi, although not many times, but every time is the image of the devil.
His hands can''t help shaking. Su Jinse clenched his fingers and said with a smile, "your brother-in-law has forgotten you."
"Brother in law." Su Jinqi said with a cheerful smile: "when my sister told me, she scared me. You''re OK."
"The young man looks very energetic. He doesn''t look sick." Qiao Yi''s hand full of flour patted him on the shoulder: "come in and wash your hands and make dumplings."
Su Jinse leads Su Jinqi into the room. The table in the dining room is full of flour, and a whole bag of flour is basically ruined.
Su Jinse washed his hands and looked at the mess all over the table: "what are you playing?"
"Make dumplings." Qiao Yi is eloquent.
Assistant Ding didn''t feel so scared. The president of his family even wanted to make dumplings. It was really frightening that the old devil suddenly became so at home.
Ding Zhuli is away from home. His parents are divorced and have their own families. He won''t go back for the Spring Festival.
Qiao Yi said, "since you don''t have a place to go, just stay. It''s just for personal use."
"Joe always thinks of me as a person." Assistant Ding bowed deeply: "I''ll take over the old man first."
Several people washed their hands and sat around the dining table to make dumplings. Su Jinse and her younger brother had been cooking by themselves since childhood, and making dumplings was nothing.
Qiao Yi stands at the table and looks at her sister and brother. They make noodles in an orderly way, cutting vegetables, meat and stuffing in the middle of waking up.
He looked for a long time and finally asked, "did I invite two pastry cooks back?"