Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

After An Xiaolan went out, Lin Qiying also went to the kitchen, ready to clean up and then rest.Unexpectedly, just after washing the dishes, An Xiaolan came over.

"Mom, do you still have flour and pickles at home?" An Xiaolan walked into the kitchen and asked.

Lin Qiying wiped her hands, opened the jar of pickles and took a look, "There is flour, but there are not many pickles."

An Xiaolan also stretched her neck to look over, nodded and said, "That's enough."

"what are you going to do?"

"Make buns." Saying that, An Xiaolan had already rolled up her sleeves and washed her hands.

"Are you going out tomorrow? Do you want to bring something for lunch?"

"No, this is a gift."

"Give it to someone?" Lin Qiying was taken aback, "Who are you giving it to?" As she spoke, she also walked over to wash her hands and wanted to help, but was stopped by An Xiaolan.An Xiaolan smiled and said, "No, it's not much. I'll finish it in a while. Have you gone to see if Dad has taken his medicine? He always waits until the end to take it."

"Hey, okay." Lin Qiying had no choice but to turn around and then remembered to ask: "You haven't said who this bun is for."

"Oh, it's for Mrs. Qi. When Dad fainted last time, thanks to Mrs. Qi's family, we haven't thanked them yet. It happens to be going to grandpa's place tomorrow, so I'll drop it off by the way."

"That's right, I forgot if you didn't tell me, I should thank you very much." Lin Qiying stroked An Xiaolan's hair, and said with some emotion: "You are still sensible, now everything in the family depends on you. By the way, When are you going to go to Grandpa's place?"

"Tomorrow." An Xiaolan has already started making noodles quickly, "I will steam the buns tomorrow morning, and I will bring them to Aunt Qi along the way, and then go to grandpa's house."

Lin Qiying nodded, hesitated and said, "You...be careful when you go to grandpa's house tomorrow."

"Mom, don't worry, I know." An Xiaolan laughed. Since when, she has to be careful when going to her grandparents' house. Their family life is really sad enough.

There are only pickled vegetables at home, and An Xiaolan can only make steamed buns.With quick hands and feet, she made a dozen buns in a long time, placed them on the stove, and kept them for steaming in the morning.

It's just that An Xiaolan is not as early as Lin Qiying.Lin Qiying felt sorry for An Xiaolan who had to go to school and take care of her family, so she got up early and steamed the buns for her.After An Xiaolan woke up, it was still dark when she ate breakfast and went out.Feeling the clear light of the morning all the way to Mrs. Qi's house, the sky has brightened a lot.

People in the village got up very early. When An Xiaolan arrived at Qi's house, she stood at the door and looked around. Seeing that the door was ajar and there was some movement inside, she called out tentatively at the door.

"Mother?" An Xiaolan yelled, listening next to the door, and after the people inside responded, she opened the door carefully and took a look inside.

"It's so early, who is it?" Mrs. Qi responded, and the man walked to the door. He looked out and immediately laughed, "Yo, it's Lanzi!" Mrs. Qi grinned, and the man laughed Hua, "Why are you here?"

Looking at this smile, An Xiaolan felt warm in her heart.Bloodlines are such a strange thing sometimes.Never before had her grandparents treated her so gently, and now, she saw this missing warmth in a neighbor she was not familiar with.The most ironic thing is that she will send money to those so-called relatives in a while.

"I came to see my grandpa, just to see you. Last time my dad fainted, thanks to your help and uncle, my mother and I wanted to come to thank you." An Xiaolan replied with a smile.

"Hey, why are you being so polite! Come here and sit down." Mrs. Qi pulled An Xiaolan to a stool in the yard and sat down. "By the way, is your dad okay?"

"It's okay." An Xiaolan took advantage of the opportunity and put the cloth bag in her arms on the table, and said with a smile: "My mother and I have nothing to thank you for. I made some steamed buns myself. You can take it."

"Hey, how can it be! Why are you being polite to the aunt!" Aunt Qi evaded.When I saw the little girl holding something in her hand just now, I thought it was for her grandparents, but Mrs. Qi didn't let her put it down, she just pretended she didn't see it, so that the little girl would be embarrassed, but she didn't expect it to be for her.

An Xiaolan pushed the cloth bag over to Aunt Qi's hand.Because it was steamed early in the morning, An Xiaolan hugged it all the way over, it was still warm, and she could feel the temperature through the cloth bag.An Xiaolan patted the cloth bag and said, "Ma'am, it's not a good thing. It's steamed buns made by my mother and I. Just accept it. It's just a little thought. Just don't dislike it."

"How could it be! Yo, it's still hot!" Aunt Qi touched the cloth bag and opened it, "If this is the case, then I will accept it." As she spoke, she took out a steamed bun, but only found it in her hand. Something is wrong, "Huh? Your steamed buns are different, they are wrapped so nicely."

An Xiaolan smiled shyly, and said with some embarrassment: "I came up with some pickles on the bread here. The taste is not bad. You and the uncle have a try."

"Yo, really, you're so smart, it's different after you've practiced books." Aunt Qi said in surprise, praised without hesitation, and quickly stuffed a steamed stuffed bun back into the cloth bag to cover it up , smiled and said: "Then I have to put it away, and I will call your uncle to get up and try it later."

An Xiaolan narrowed her eyes and smiled, touched her nose and stood up, "Okay, then I won't disturb you, I'll go first."

"Hey, Lanzi, sit down, Madam will talk to you." Madam Qi patted the table, signaling An Xiaolan to sit down again.

An Xiaolan was a little confused, but sat down anyway, "Say it."

"Your grandparents... don't mention it." Aunt Qi sighed.

An Xiaolan understood a little bit, and raised the corner of her mouth to show a faint smile, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

"Auntie, you are afraid that you will suffer losses at this time!" Aunt Qi said helplessly: "Old lady Liu hasn't calmed down for the past few days, and she made a big fuss yesterday. The old woman's crying posture is like the sky is falling. It's like coming down."

"Did something happen?" An Xiaolan asked curiously, "Did grandparents fight?"

Since the last time Mr. An and Mrs. Liu left without asking for money, they hadn't been in contact with this place for more than a week. If they hadn't come over for something, An Xiaolan really didn't want to hear news from here.But there is no way now, since we are going, it is better to take the initiative to figure it out.Thanks to Aunt Qi's kind heart, she took the initiative to remind her, if it were someone else, who would want to go into this muddy water!

"It's not your grandparents who are arguing, it's your unworthy uncle."

When An Xinhai was mentioned, An Xiaolan understood a little bit more, but she didn't say anything, and patiently listened to Aunt Qi's narration.Aunt Qi thought for a while, and recalled: "I didn't hear everything, that is, your grandma's loud voice, I can hear the voice clearly, and I really didn't hear what your grandfather and uncle said clearly."