Jane and Wen scolded him: "of course you don't worry, forget what you did in those years? How can people like you worry? "
Qi Zhuohong looked around and said nervously, "what are you talking about? Can you talk nonsense?"
Jane and Wen took a cup of tea and said, "if you make a mistake, it's a mistake. The only way is to make the mistake right. No one should mention that year again."
What did you think you said before? You don't have to come with me to see the Qin family I can't tell you what happened in those years... "
Jane and Wen said, "don't talk about it. Don't talk about it."
Qi Zhuohong didn't speak. He slowly finished a cup of tea and saw Ning Yixu walking down the corridor with a potted plant in his arms. He said sadly, "you see, she looks like her mother. I saw the national top talent in the news at that time. I recognized her at a glance and asked her secretary to find her information. The date of birth was also right."
Jane and Wen's thoughts don't know where to go. Qi Zhuohong sat down for a while, waved to the servant and said, "let Yixu come here."
Aunt Zhou was not far away. As soon as my uncle gave orders, she said, "OK, I'll go now."
Ning Yixu is working. She hears Zhou Ma say uncle Qi is looking for her. She puts down her work and goes with her, "Uncle Qi, uncle Jane, what's the matter?"
Jian Hewen looked at Qi Zhuohong and said to Ning Yixu, "sit down."
Ning Yixu sat down. She saw that there was no tea in the cups of the two elders. She began to pour tea on them.
Qi Zhuohong a face of gratification, "Yi Xu, with your age, can be so sensible really not easy."
Ning Yixu said: "it's nothing. The children of poor families have been in charge of the family early. They have more exercise, and it's not difficult to do it."
Jian Hewen was not satisfied with this. He looked at Qi Zhuohong discontentedly.
Qi Zhuohong carefully said: "Yixu, how about your childhood?"
He didn't want her to be too formal. He pushed the snacks on the table. "Slowly, it's a chat."
Ning Yixu ate a cake and took a sip of tea. She said, "there's nothing to say."
Before all kinds of not easy, by her with a few words easily covered.
Qi Zhuohong asked: "your name is so beautiful. Did your mother take it?"
Ning Yixu thought of her mother, her smile more fragile, said: "my mother took it, she said like the sun, so call me Xu er."
She held the little flower in her hand and said, "my mother has a beautiful name, Teng Yunjun. Although we live in a small place, my mother is different from other neighbors. She is always beautiful, quiet, knowledgeable and polite. No matter how humble our family is, we can pick up delicate and poetic things. Fresh flowers are on our table every day, and flower trees and potted plants are planted in our small yard, Many people say that my mother has a lot of temperament, and my father is blessed to marry his mother. "
Ning Yixu said more, she seldom mentioned her mother to others, but she didn't have such worries in the face of the two elders.
Perhaps the two elders were approachable, which made her feel very close, without the strange sense of distance.
She was in a low mood and said, "it's a pity that my father won't cherish this blessing. He..."
Ning Yixu didn't go any further. It's her mother's privacy, and it's not a bright thing at home. She knows what to say and what not to say.