You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

"..."

After she finished speaking, the whole car fell silent for an instant.

Faced with the surprise or admiration cast by everyone, Jiang Qiyu pulled the brim of her hat again and bent her eyes at the colorful Lao Deng.

There are no silver 300 taels here:

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't say you were old."

"You! Why do you have such a mouth..."

The old woman was trembling with anger, but the woman beside her who was holding the child pursed her lips subconsciously.

"mom!"

He raised his hand to stop the mother-in-law who was about to explode, and changed the topic in a gentle voice:

"Xiaobao's coat is in the bag, help me get it."

"Get up!"

The old man saw that he was used to domineering at home, and he was also very angry. He pushed away the daughter-in-law beside him, and was about to stand up and point at Jiang Qiyu's nose and curse.

"..."

And at this moment, the subway happened to arrive at the station.

Jiang Qiyu pulled Qiao Xinxin up, and jumped up in front of the old lady.

"you......"

Suddenly frightened by her action, the mother-in-law leaned back with a little horror in her eyes:

"Are you still going to hit someone?!"

"..."

And Jiang Qiyu just glanced at her with a smile, and stood in front of the slowly opened car door, with a sincere tone:

"Lao Deng's mouth is so broken? I usually steal chicken feed at home, right?"

After finishing speaking, holding Qiao Xinxin in one hand, she jumped out of the car door with a "whoosh".

"..."

Two people, one big and one small, stood outside the carriage.

Through the glass, I looked at the old woman who was stopped in the car door and kept baring her teeth, and the mother behind her who was holding the child and was apologetic.

"Aunt Lance..."

Qiao Xinxin held her hand, raised her face in confusion and asked:

"What is Lao Deng?"

"Old Deng is..."

Jiang Qiyu watched the subway car take Lao Deng away, then looked down at the young niece who was full of knowledge, and replied solemnly:

"An old man who likes to climb mountains."

"Climbing?"

Qiao Xinxin nodded half-understood, then immediately shook her head and used it flexibly:

"Uncle Qi also likes mountain climbing, so what kind of climbing is he?"

"He... he dared to climb."

The corners of Jiang Qiyu's mouth twitched, and she dragged the curious child towards the exit.

While walking, I filled in my mind with two stupid words:

He is always pushing.

Old and pretentious.

But it's hard to say this in front of the child, one is afraid of spoiling the child, and the other is afraid that Qiao Xinxin will tell Qi Yu.

She only dared to have fun in her heart.

-

After getting out of the subway, the two bought a small pudding each.

After dangling for 5 minutes, he arrived at the positioning location sent by Xie Mingxue.

The quality of the service staff here is also high, not only did they not neglect them because they walked in.

Instead, after she reported her name, she respectfully ushered the couple, one big and one small, into the quietest box on the top floor.

As soon as Jiang Qiyu entered, before Jiang Qiyu had time to say anything, Qiao Xinxin who was beside her rushed over.

She plunged into the arms of Xie Mingxue, who was full of surprise, and shouted sweetly:

"Aunt Mingxue~"

"Hey!"

Xie Mingxue hugged the little meat dumpling affectionately, and happily pinched her little face:

"Long time no see, Xiao Xinxin~"

After a while of intimacy, Qiao Xinxin raised her head and looked timidly at the middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sitting beside her.

Involuntarily lowered the volume:

"Grandpa Qi."

But who knows, facing such a messy title.

Qi Jing, who had always been stern and looked very difficult to speak, didn't say anything, just nodded lightly in response:

"Ah."

"..."

Seeing the scene of three generations living under the same roof, Jiang Qiyu couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

When "Aunt Mingxue" and "Grandpa Qi" turned their gazes over at the same time, they also nodded to the two of them as usual:

"Sister Mingxue, Uncle Qi."

"..."

Rao Qi Jing, who is used to big scenes, couldn't help being stunned when he heard Uncle Qi.

Just when he wanted to correct her, he remembered that he was indeed a few months older than Qiao Jiangyun. From this point of view, it is understandable to call him uncle.

But the person in front of him is...

"puff......"

Xie Mingxue didn't carry it like he did. She covered her mouth and smiled softly. She didn't care about the title, and waved to Jiang Qiyu who was standing at the door with a familiar face:

"Why are you standing, come and sit down."

Of course, Jiang Qiyu was not polite to her, she smiled at the two of them and took the initiative to take a seat graciously.

"Qi Yu,"

Seeing her seated, Xie Mingxue bent her eyes and opened her mouth to enliven the atmosphere:

"We're going back to City S tomorrow. We left in a hurry last time and didn't meet you formally. This time we have to have a good chat."

But just as she finished speaking, Qi Jing, who was sitting solemnly beside her, suddenly said:

"Let's eat first."

His tone was calm, and he could not hear any emotion.

But with a handsome poker face with a sense of age, it's hard not to let people feel a bit of acrimony from the cold and vicious mother-in-law who is about to give off her bride when she first sees her bride.

"?"

When Xie Mingxue heard this, she immediately turned her head to look at him, and at the same time stretched her arms towards Qi Jing's side under the cover of the table.

The next moment, Qi Evil Grandma Jing froze without any trace of her body, and then changed her words without changing her expression:

"It's okay to talk first."

Xie Mingxue withdrew her hand in satisfaction, then turned her head to look cheerfully at Jiang Qiyu who looked confused:

"Qiyu, what do you think?"

Hearing her question, Jiang Qiyu, who has never known what politeness is, made it clear with a strong purpose:

"That '82..."

"..."

In the end, several people unanimously decided to eat first.

At the banquet, Jiang Qiyu took the initiative to toast the couple eight times with wine glasses, and even drank twice with Qiao Xinxin who was holding Wangzai's milk.

Xie Mingxue only drank two glasses of wine and her cheeks were already turning red.

But she drank more than a dozen glasses of high-altitude red wine, her face didn't blush and her heart didn't beat, she acted like a normal person.

Surprisingly, in a family of three where drinking is a waste and a couple is drunk, Qi Jing's alcohol capacity is surprisingly good.

At the beginning, the two just clinked glasses symbolically, but later they drank so much that they opened another bottle, and the more they drank, the more energetic they became.

"..."

After three rounds of drinking, Xie Mingxue, who was afraid that she might get drunk and cause trouble, called to stop first.

She stretched her hand under the table again, turned her head and looked at Qi Jing with a smile on her face, who was still expressionless and brighter and brighter:

"Husband, what do you want to talk to Qiyu about today?"

"..."

Dong Qi, who had met his confidant in the wine, suddenly came to a sudden, raised the goblet again and took the initiative to clink glasses with Jiang Qiyu.

"Ding"

"Xiao Jiang, the main reason I came today is to apologize to you."

"Hey (↗) big brother is out!"

Jiang Qiyu raised her head abruptly, drank half a glass of wine in one gulp, and lit the bottom of the glass at him:

"Both of us are apologetic, we're all in the wine!"

"..."

Qi Jing looked at the bottom of her glass, then turned to look at his wife who was rolling her eyes, and finally looked down at the wine in her own glass.

Gritting his teeth, he raised his head and shoved it into his mouth:

"It's all in the wine!"