Chapter 062 Auntie, I'm a good girl

Bao Qi did not intend to come to a preconceived scene, mainly because he was too nervous. He subconsciously thought of the scene of shouting his parents when he saw Qi's father and mother for the first time on the weekend, so he couldn't help blurting it out.

Although Qi Baobao said that she was not afraid of female bandits, she was actually quite a little woman, especially in the face of her parents on weekends. She always felt that she could not stand. The feeling of having nothing to hide made her want to run away, but in the face of Zhou's father and mother's stunned eyes, she couldn't lift the courage to run away at all.

"Ai!" Unexpectedly, after Zhou's father and mother were stunned for almost half a minute, they suddenly nodded together and agreed. The two elders were originally stunned and couldn't hide their expressions. They were full of excitement, especially Zhou's mother, and even secretly wiped their tears.

"Qi Bao..." Obviously, he was thundered. Zhou's stiff father originally wanted to ask Qi Baobao to sit down. It was really inappropriate for the girl to stand at such a loss. But when he spoke to his mouth, he suddenly found that the name "baby" was very inappropriate, so he could only look at his son innocently. Weekend.

"Dad, you can call her baby. It's okay. This is really her name." On the weekend, he patted his chest choked by water and said.

"Bao...bao...bao...bao... sit... sit... don't stand blindly..." After confirming from his son that Qi Bao's name was indeed "baby", Zhou's father enthusiastically invited Qi Baobao to sit down. However, he still felt that he had never seen a new person in Pingsuli. At the same time, he asked Qi Bao to sit down. He sat back at the table, picked up the glass in front of the table and took a sip.

After all, they are all women. Compared with Zhou's father, Zhou's mother is much more intimate to Qi Baobao.

Hearing Qi's baby call her to be a "mother", Zhou's mother secretly wiped a handful of tears and hurriedly greeted Qi's baby. Before holding Qi's snow-white and crystal hands, she first wiped her hands fiercely with her sleeves, for fear that her hands that had been busy in the kitchen for most of her life would stain Qi's baby.

Looking at Zhou's mother looking up and down while wiping her hands with her sleeves, Qi Baobao hurriedly took the initiative to hold Zhou's mother's hands. Although the old man's hands were thin, they were warm. Although the years tossed her once snow-white and soft hands like Qi Baobao into dead branches, the warmth was still. Like the light bulbs illuminated in the room, although they are dim, they can make a family bright.

When Qi's baby held Zhou's mother's hand, Zhou's mother subconsciously wanted to dodge, because she really felt that her hands were too dirty. However, when she noticed Qi's serious look, Zhou's mother was relieved. She held Qi's baby's hand tightly like Qi's baby, and her eyes full of crow's feet were still crystal clear and wet, but it contained The joy was overflowing. Zhou's mother hurriedly moved a stool and put it next to her and said, "Baby, sit down quickly!"

Qi Baoqi nodded happily and sat next to Zhou's mother obediently. After sitting down, she casually took a few bags she brought. She was supposed to send out the gift she had selected in front of Zhou's mother. Unexpectedly, after Zhou's mother asked her to sit down, she suddenly stood up again, took the plate on the dinner table and ran to the kitchen: "Son, chat with the baby for a while. The dishes are cold, and mom is going to heat up again. ."

Only then did Qi Baobao notice that there was only one vegetable plate on the table. Zhou's father and mother actually ate a plate of fried cabbage with almost no meaty smell for dinner.

I noticed that Qi Bao's eyes fell on the vegetable plate, and Zhou's mother walked faster and almost ran to hide in the kitchen.

"Dad, do you and mom eat this at home?" Obviously, he also noticed the plate of fried cabbage on the weekend. When he sat next to Zhou's father and said this, he casually handed a cigarette to Zhou's father and lit one himself.

"How can you eat this every day? Didn't you eat pork a few days ago? I'm tired of eating it. Your mother changed her taste today. Zhou's father is like a child who has done something wrong. He dares not look at his son, let alone Qi Baobao sitting opposite him.

"Son, smoking hurts your body. You young people, you'd better not smoke." After smoking a cigarette, Zhou's father paused and looked at Qi Baobao, "Baby, usually be more attentive and persuasive. This boy has grown up and his wings are hard. He doesn't listen to what my mother says. Tell him not to smoke, but he smokes, so that he can relax when he works, so don't work so hard, he just doesn't listen, hey!"

After saying that, Zhou's father sighed gently, buried his head and smoked again and again. The smoke lingered in front of him, making Qi Baobao feel particularly heavy.

"Uncle, you two will talk for a while. I'll help my aunt cook." Qi Baobao finally chose to run away.

The way of communication with Zhou's father and son on the weekend is very simple. Each person sits on a stool, stares at the wine glasses on the table, asks and answers questions, and never drags.

"When did you meet?"

"Just a friend!"

"How old is the girl?"

"It's really just a friend!"

"Have you seen your parents? Don't be rejected again?"

"Dad, she and I are really just ordinary friends!"

The weekend was so anxious that he didn't even know why he vented his anger on Zhou's father, but when he turned around and noticed Zhou's father's vicissitudes face, he suddenly burp.

Father Zhou continued to say, whether you can listen to it on the weekend or not: "Son, you don't know what's going on in our family. You, just do your duty to find a girlfriend or something, but you must be down-to-earth and find a reliable one. Don't think about a beautiful woman like the daughter of the owner of a brick factory. Your mother and I have lived most of the time. You have been trampled for most of your life. You are used to it and don't feel anything, but you are still young. Don't follow the same path of your parents. You have to live a good life and make a fool of yourself. You can't be trampled on by others, and you can't be scolded by others..."

Zhou's father rubbed his eyes while talking, saying that the quality of three yuan a pack of cigarettes was not as good as before, and he smoked his eyes.

Baobao Qi would not have thought that a family where an old couple could only eat one plate of fried cabbage for dinner would have a variety of meat, pork, beef, mutton... than the small restaurant of the baby travel agency.

Seeing the frozen meat in the refrigerator, Qi Baobao suddenly felt very sad.

What kind of family is this? What kind of parents are there? There is so much meat in the refrigerator that they are reluctant to take a bite, but they keep waiting for their children to go home and have a full meal.

Mother Zhou chattered while cutting meat, just like Zhou's father chattering about weekends, but her tone is softer and her tone is softer: "Baby, don't you know that the boy likes to eat the dishes I cooked on weekends. At that time, when he and his sister were still at home, our family of four had to have several dishes to eat at each meal. Yes, when the boy eats, he is like a starving ghost. He put a piece of beef sauce in the bowl and can pick up a bowl of rice in one breath..."

"But now... hey..." Zhou's mother paused and said, "Now that my son has grown up, he has to rush outside. The mother dares not stop him or can't stop him. The mother is not promising. Unlike other mothers, she doesn't pave the way for her son for the future, and she doesn't know that he is outside. No suffering, no grievances...wow..."

"I didn't expect him to go home to do filial piety. I'm looking forward to him. He can go home when he is tired and wronged. Even if he doesn't understand the world as a mother and can't comfort him, he can always eat a meal cooked by his mother's hands... Wow..." Mother Zhou said while wiping her tears, and finally couldn't help crying. When she made a sound, she hurriedly turned her back to Qi Baobao. The old man covered her mouth to prevent her from crying.

Baoqi took Zhou's mother's kitchen knife on the cutting board and continued to cut meat. She finally knew why she had to work so hard on weekends, and why the young man insisted on reading under the street lamp at night when he was exhausted during the day.

pedal... pedal... pedal...

The kitchen knife and cutting board made a rhythmic impact sound. Qi Baobao's snow-white fingers pressed the meat on the cutting board. The movements were not only skillful, but also beautiful.

"Baby, it turns out that you..." Zhou's mother was surprised and happy to see Qi's baby's action of cutting vegetables. She didn't care about wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, and finally burst into tears.

Qi Baobao was very happy to see Zhou's mother smile and couldn't help blurting out: "Auntie, I'm a good girl! I can go up to the hall, go to the kitchen, beat the mistress, fight hooli, be cute, play two, pretend to be a girl, but pretend to be luoli..."

"Ha ha..." Noticing Zhou's mother's surprised expression, Qi Baobao consciously lost her words, blushed, and said uncomfortablely, "Auntie, really, I won't lie to you. I'm really a good girl!"

"I believe... I believe..." With Qi Baobao, Zhou's mother seems to be much younger, especially when she smiles, giving people a kind of tension that wants to get close. "Baby, it's his blessing that our family can find you on weekends!"

"Uh..." Baby Qi knew that Zhou's father and mother misunderstood her relationship with the weekend. Or Zhou's mother would not have been looking at herself without blinking. She wanted to clarify that it was not a relationship between a man and a woman on the weekend, but she had no place to speak at all. Zhou's mother snapped everything she should say or not.

"The face is beautiful... the figure is super good... the butt is big... the chest..." Zhou's mother praised while looking at Qi's baby's body.

I noticed that Zhou's mother's eyes fell on her chest. Before Zhou's last boasting words popped out, Qi Baobao, who had been blushing and silent, hurriedly protected her chest with her hands and said to Zhou's mother with a smile, "Auntie, what are you doing? How shameful it is it is for the father and son outside?"

Baby Qi's heart has long been gone. What kind of mother is this? Sure enough, what kind of son you have, what kind of mother, lustful...

After Qi Baobao said this, Zhou's mother quickly closed the kitchen door and said to Qi Baobao in a smaller voice: "Baby, your figure is exactly the same as when I was young. You will definitely give birth to a big fat boy for our old Zhou family in the future!"

"..." The female bandit was defeated by Qi Baobao and threw himself to the ground. As for the level of Zhou's mother's speech, it can be imagined that 20 years ago, what a female hooligan it was. If she was born in the same era, although Qi Baobao is unwilling, she has to admit that a female hooligan can kill a female bandit with one finger.

Obviously, he knew that he was invincible, but when it came to having a baby, Qi Baobao couldn't help defending: "Auntie, isn't it too early to have a baby? And they want to have a girl.

Bao Qi wants to slap himself to death. This boyfriend has no place. What's wrong with the big girl? Do you have to talk about having a baby?

As he spoke, a pot of hot dishes full of meat came out. The female bandit Qi Bao took them out in person. Zhou's mother was busy serving dishes and chopsticks. The old man kept telling him: "Be careful... Be careful... Don't burn it... or I can't explain it to my son..."

Of course, there is a purpose for Qi Baobao to bring out the dishes in person. She felt that when she was in the kitchen, she had conquered Zhou's mother. Next, she naturally targeted Zhou's father. Qi Baoyi thought about it and took the dishes out in person to let Zhou's father know that she was a good girl who could go to the hall and the kitchen, and she could definitely get extra points.

However, dreams are often too full.

Zhou's father was drunk and was drunk by this bastard on the weekend. When Qi Baobao happily brought a large pot of vegetables to the table, Zhou's father was already lying on the table and remained motionless.

She realized that her big plan was broken by the young man on the weekend. After the female bandit put the iron pot on the table, she had been maintaining her original appearance as a lady. She didn't care that her mother was by her side last week and crossed her waist to urge the lion to roar on the weekend: "Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"