Joan's eyes turned: "I'm not worried. I'm worried that you're too busy..."

"I'm free." Huo Chengzhou leaned over in his wheelchair and looked at Qiao Yinchen: "if you want to fall in love with Yaya, please find me for guidance, otherwise your grades won't work!"

Qiao Yinchen nodded piously: "en en!"

Joanne: "

Well, I can't get rid of it.

Fortunately, Qiao Yinchen's college entrance examination will end next June.

……

When they came, Qiao Yinchen must have rubbed a lunch before he was ready to leave. Huo Chengzhou greeted Qiao an when he had nothing to do.

"Joan, why don't we visit my uncle's house this afternoon? I said I would go before. I haven't taken the time. I'm just free today."

Joanne thought for a moment and nodded, "good."

Huo Chengzhou specially ordered aunt Fang to take a box of car Lizi and load it. She went to the city and bought some other gifts. Only then did she transfer to Qiao mingteng's house in the old city.

Qiao Yinchen said hello in advance, so Qiao mingteng was already looking forward to it on the path at the door of his house.

The car stopped on the path. The driver Lin Yu took care of Huo Chengzhou and got out of the car. He turned to the trunk to pick up the gift. The party moved in the direction of Qiao mingteng.

At present, many people go out to bask in the sun in the old city at the weekend. A lot of people pay special attention to it, and gossip floats over from time to time.

"I heard Tian Li say that Joan married a disabled man. It's true."

"These two people are blind and lame. They don't know how to live."

"I don't see that there are special drivers. The car they drive is also a luxury car. People are much happier than us."

"Happiness is not as good as marrying a healthy old man. At least it's fun to sleep at night..."

"Hahaha..."

When the laughter of the crowd came, Qiao Yinchen turned and stared at him: "you talk a lot!"

"Ho, you child, how do you talk!"

Qiao Yinchen choked back: "how do you expect me to speak for being old and disrespectful!"

At this moment, Qiao mingteng also welcomed him. Naturally, he heard the discussion just now, and his face was not good-looking.

The man also complained to Qiao mingteng: "Joe two, take good care of your son! You can't speak!"

Qiao mingteng sneered: "my son is quite right. Let me hear you chew your tongue again. Don't come to me again for children's guidance on painting in the future."

The crowd opened their mouths and were speechless for a moment.

How expensive the tutoring class is now. Qiao mingteng volunteered to tutor the children. They were very satisfied and really shut up for a while.

Qiao an was walking forward, but his hand was suddenly held by Huo Chengzhou. The man's fingertips rubbed gently on the back of her hand, which was somewhat comforting.

Joan smiled and said, "it's all right."

They held hands and walked along the path into Qiao mingteng's house.

In the second floor of the old style small building, the small courtyard is full of flowers and plants. At present, the branches and leaves are scattered in winter, and only a few Holly are still green, but it can also be seen that the people who take care of the small courtyard are in good order.

After entering the door, the decoration in the room is simple and still clean and tidy.

Qiao mingteng smiled and welcomed the people in: "I'm small here. Don't dislike Xiao Huo."

"How." Huo Chengzhou's eyes turned around: "very warm."

Qiao Yinchen had put his schoolbag back in his room and trotted to the kitchen to wash the fruit and brought it to the living room. Only then did he happily show off with Qiao mingteng.

"Dad, my brother-in-law said, if my college entrance examination results are ideal, give me a high-end computer! You can't scold me when I play games."

Qiao mingteng tutted: "you child, the ideal score of the college entrance examination is what you should do. Instead, your father will buy you a gift. How can you want your brother-in-law!"

He turned to look at Huo Chengzhou: "Xiao Huo, don't listen to the child."

Huo Chengzhou smiled and ate the little tomato: "don't be polite to me, uncle. We are all a family. I will do what I promised."

He looked at Joan. "Right, Joan?"