Chapter 312： Master Qi Uncle who has been long-lost

"Don't be too happy! The higher you grow, the more painful you fall. Be careful to fall to pieces, hum!" With a cold snort, Cai Surong turned around and left, ignoring the two pockets of fresh vegetables on the ground.

As a qualified schoolmaster, Qin Luo felt it necessary to remind her.

So Qin Luo pushed the car door, looked at Cai Surong's back, and said loudly, "Aunt Cai, you have forgotten your miscellaneous stuff."

Cai Surong took a stop, his face was ugly.

What is your beef offal? Your whole family is a mess!

Cai Surong wanted to leave as soon as possible, but thinking that it had spent dozens of yuan, she couldn't just waste it like this, thinking about it, she turned around and went back to where she was and picked up her pocket.

"Although it is not valuable, it can't be wasted." Cai Surong said with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"Well, it's worthless. It's not as expensive as my gas pedal." As Qin Luo stepped on the gas pedal violently, Porsche rushed out suddenly.

Only Cai Surong, who was carrying the offal and messy in the wind, was left.

"Wang Junhan, Wang Junhan, why are you so uncomfortable? If you are like Qin Luo, you are a master of learning, that would be great." Cai Surong's face darkened as he thought about it.

Angrily carrying the offal and rushed to the building.

"Wang Junhan, you know how to eat all day long, you can't be like Qin Luo, you don't have half the achievements of others, and your mother and I will not fall into this field."

What happened, Wang Junhan looked dumbfounded.

"mom?"

"Don't call my mother? I'm not your mother!" Cai Surong said sharply.

Wang Junhan:? ? ?

——

Qin family.

When Qin Luo took out the key to open the door of the room, they were shocked.

In a small room, there are more than ten men and women sitting.

Seven aunts, eight aunts, and even one of them was the seventh uncle who Qin Luo hadn't seen once in more than ten years.

They looked at Qin Luo with scorching eyes, with complicated faces.

what's the situation? Team up for dinner?

Seeing this scene, Qin Luo was taken aback for a moment, his mind a little confused.

"My son is back, come and help with cooking." At this moment, Fu Xiaowan stretched out his head from the kitchen and beckoned to Qin Luo.

Without any hesitation, Qin Luo rushed into the kitchen.

"boom!"

Closing the door, Qin Luo asked curiously: "Mom, why are our relatives here?"

"I have to ask you about this." Fu Xiaowan's right hand was slightly paused, and her squinted eyes looked at Qin Luo scorchingly.

Qin Luo:? ? ?

Did I accidentally make another big news? It shouldn't.

"I didn't do anything?" Qin Luo scratched his head and said.

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Fu Xiaowan's eyes curled up suddenly: "My good son, you didn't do anything, you just learned a little better."

"It looks better."

"Achievement is a little higher."

"A little more money."

"..."

Hearing Fu Xiaowan's words, Qin Luo immediately became enraged, saying that she knew her son Mo Ruo mother. Qin Luo once thought this sentence was nonsense, but now, Qin Luo believes in this sentence.

Among other things, Fu Xiaowan is the best example.

"Mom, am I so good?" Qin Luo asked shyly.

"Of course, don't look at whose genes it is." Fu Xiaowan said triumphantly with her hands on her hips.

"..."

How can there be a feeling that the front is padded.

"By the way, Mom, what are they doing?" Qin Luo asked.