Play Vicious Female Support [Quick Transmigration]

The person who came was Qin Xiaoxiao's mother. She was tall and thin, her hair was dyed brown and curled red, her cheeks were slightly plump, and crow's feet appeared at the corners of her eyes. The boy, he lay quietly on the woman's shoulder, seemingly asleep.

"Xiaoxiao, you haven't eaten yet." The woman's expression contained the tenderness unique to being a mother. She weighed the boy's body and said softly, "We saw you coming."

"Oh, welcome." Qin Xiaoxiao turned sideways, made way for a way, and said, "Sit inside."

"Eh."

Qin's mother walked in holding Xiao Douding.

At this time, the old man saw the person coming, and said cheerfully, "So it's Ah Yin, should we have a bowl to eat together? The noodles will be cooked in no time."

Qin Yin refused with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "No, I won't come over until after lunch, you guys eat."

"I came to see Xiaoxiao today," Qin Yin said, shifting his gaze to Qin Xiaoxiao's face, and asked, "How are you doing recently, is the living expenses enough?"

"Enough." Qin Xiaoxiao replied.

She cherishes words like gold.

Seeing the cold scene, Qin's mother couldn't hold back her face.

Then, when she noticed the girl next to her daughter, her eyes lit up and she praised, "Hey, you are Xiaoxiao's friend? You look so juicy."

"My Xiaoxiao is more introverted now, I hope you will forgive me."

Speaking of this, Qin Yin sighed and recalled: "Xiaoxiao used to be lively and cheerful, but later, for some reason, she became less and less talkative."

When she was a child, Qin Xiaoxiao was well-behaved and sensible, and would chat with her, but now, Xiaoxiao said less and less to her, and she became silent, which made people worry.

"Hello, Auntie," Lin Lingqing was stunned for half a second after being called out unexpectedly.

Then, she said: "Well...Xiaoxiao looks pretty good now...I will get along well with her."

Lin Lingqing looked calm.

Inwardly, he felt injustice: I'm sorry, the person I like is good no matter what he looks like, he is perfect, and he will shine wherever he goes.

However, Lin Lingqing was a little nervous when meeting Qin Xiaoxiao's parents for the first time.

Normally, Lin Lingqing would choose to have a good relationship with her mother, but now Qin Xiaoxiao's attitude is really weird. To be conservative, Lin Lingqing chatted with Qin's mother sternly, without being too enthusiastic.

At this moment, grandpa went back to the kitchen and turned the heat to low, cooking the noodles slowly, wanting to ask Qin Xiaoxiao and Qin Yin to stay longer, and give them the time to reminisce about the old days.

After all, Qin Yin came here once every three months, and it was rare to see her there.

And every time she came, Qin Yin stayed very little time, came and left in a hurry, as if there was a scourge chasing her and left quickly.

However, unexpectedly, she didn't hear her granddaughter's voice, but heard Qin Xiaoxiao's friend chatting with Qin Yin, and the chat was all about Qin Xiaoxiao.

The old man slapped his head, thinking to himself that he had forgotten that his granddaughter was not good at words.

In the past, their chat mode was Qin Yin desperately looking for topics, but Qin Xiaoxiao seemed to have these three sentences "um", "okay" and "got it" in Qin Xiaoxiao's dictionary.

It just so happens that Xiaoxiao's friend is on the side this time, so she can learn from her how to deal with people, otherwise, if this continues, he is worried that Xiaoxiao will be the same at work after graduation, if she is not good at words, she will suffer.

outside the kitchen.

The two sat at the table and talked.

Qin Xiaoxiao lowered her head, occasionally responding.

Quietly, Qin Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and looked at the child in the woman's arms.

That is Qin Xiaoxiao's half-brother.

Many years ago, one day, her father and mother left suddenly, and her grandfather told her that they were divorced, and she was sentenced to her father.

Dad is busy with work, and now he lives in a different place and works hard, sending money to Qin Xiaoxiao regularly.

Currently, he is married to a soft-spoken woman who doesn't lose her temper.

The mother married three more times. The first marriage was to a flirtatious man who cheated on her. She caught him on the spot and divorced angrily. The second time she married a young man who was ten years younger than her. He felt that it was worth it no matter how tired he was, but later he got tired of having to take care of him in everything, and the young man was too lazy to coax her, and the two broke up immediately.

For the last time, the mother decided to live a peaceful life with the object, not that she finally met the right person, but that she was tired and needed a safe haven.

Live life for life's sake, that's the reality.

Because the fourth term is a local, Qin Yin and Qin Xiaoxiao live close together, so they can visit her often.

In the beginning, it did.

Qin Yin goes to Qin Xiaoxiao's house twice a month.

However, as time went by, there were more rumors and rumors, and mother-in-law Qin Yin was not happy.

After that, Qin Yin looked for Qin Xiaoxiao less and less often, and Qin Xiaoxiao talked to Qin Yin less and less.

Rationality told Qin Xiaoxiao that it shouldn't be like this, and that her mother came here with great difficulty, so she shouldn't be disappointed.

But when the words came to her mouth, she felt deeply tired, like a deflated ball, unable to cheer up, and extremely depressed.

Qin Xiaoxiao couldn't be happy at all.

She didn't quite understand how she felt at this moment.

In other words, I don’t want to admit it, and dare not look directly at my true thoughts.

Deep down in her heart, Qin Xiaoxiao hopes that her mother will have a bad life and her marriage will not go well, so that her mother has nowhere to go, and maybe she can return to her.

However, the reality is the opposite.

The truth is, my mother lived happily ever after, and after giving birth to a boy, her mother-in-law treated her very well and didn't let her touch any housework.

However, Qin Xiaoxiao hates this younger brother.

Because he was clingy, his mother cried when she was not around, so much so that when her mother came to see her, she took him with her.

Looking at them, Qin Xiaoxiao felt that she was the redundant one.

Xu stared at the boy too intently, the boy opened his eyes as if he felt something, his eyes as clear as glass turned, and met Qin Xiaoxiao's gaze.

"Woo... woo... Wow!"

As if frightened, the boy burst into tears.

"..." Qin Xiaoxiao looked away and looked away.

"Don't cry, don't cry," Qin Yin was startled, shook his arms to coax him, and muttered, "Are you hungry?"

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whom, who was holding onto Qin Yin's arm, looked as if he couldn't sit still and wanted to leave urgently.

Qin Yin showed embarrassment and looked at the girl: "Then Xiaoxiao, mother is leaving first, and I will come back to see you next time. You have to take care of yourself, you understand."

Maybe the son was hungry, so he had to go back to feed, Qin Yin thought, it was strange, every time he came back to his hometown, his son would cry, and he would keep crying if he didn't go back.

"understood."

Qin Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes, like a good student before the teacher.

The old man keenly heard the movement of Qin Yin's departure, took out the noodles, thought in his heart that he hurried away so quickly, and quickly shouted: "A Yin, eat a bowl of noodles before leaving?"

"Ate."

A woman's voice came from afar.

"Grandpa, Lingqing."

Qin Xiaoxiao said, "Let's eat."

After finishing speaking, Qin Xiaoxiao got up and helped with the face.

Lin Lingqing sat on the chair, obediently waiting.

Then, the noodles came up.

Lunch is ordinary noodles in clear soup, topped with diced mushrooms, green vegetables, sliced ​​meat, and golden poached eggs.

Originally, Grandpa thought that Qin Xiaoxiao might come back at noon, so he cooked an extra serving of noodles, but he had a habit of putting more noodles, thinking that one bowl was not enough to eat, and one and a half bowls was just right.

Now that there is one more guest, there is no shortage of noodles, which is thankful.

In addition, the poached eggs that the old man originally fried for Qin Xiaoxiao were also added to the guests' bowls.

He doesn't like poached eggs, so he only fried one, and now it's a good idea to serve the guests. After all, Qin Xiaoxiao can make up poached eggs anytime, but the guests can't come a few times.

Qin Xiaoxiao didn't understand grandpa's caressing, so she ate noodles quietly.

The old man picked up the noodles, ate them, and shook his head.

He whispered, "It doesn't taste good."

Qin Xiaoxiao looked at Grandpa suspiciously.

"It's delicious." Lin Lingqing raised her eyes and praised from her heart: "Your cooking skills are very good."

Hearing this, the old man said: "No, no, Xiaoxiao's cooking is delicious. I followed her example at noon, but it didn't taste right."

"...what I cook is so delicious."

Qin Xiaoxiao bowed her head and said, her ears were red.

But I was analyzing in my heart, the ingredients are not different, maybe there is a difference in the time of putting into the pot and out of the pot, and the amount of seasoning will also affect the taste.

Countless knowledge immediately appeared in my mind.

This feeling is very wonderful, if I have to generalize it, it can be called - if there is divine help.

Qin Xiaoxiao is confused, she is sure that she has never read any food books on this topic, so how did she know this.

... Cooking too much, automatically summed up the experience?

It can only be explained in this way.

Qin Xiaoxiao vaguely remembered that this feeling of divine help came about after waking up one day... On that day, it happened that Lin Lingqing transferred to another school.

Other than that, no clue.

Qin Xiaoxiao took a sip of the soup, not thinking about those messy things for now.

In fact, the noodles cooked by grandpa are delicious, at least Qin Xiaoxiao thinks so, she can feel that they are made with heart.

"No, I like your cooked noodles." Lin Lingqing said with a smile.

However, if given the chance, Lin Lingqing would also like to taste Qin Xiaoxiao's cooking.

The old man was happy: "Oh, your mouth is so sweet, eat more if you like it."

"Ah."

Afterwards, the three finished their lunch.

The old man said to Qin Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, take your friends to the room to play."

Qin Xiaoxiao nodded: "OK."

The original plan was to say goodbye to classmate Lin after dinner, but now that Grandpa asked her to, she couldn't refuse, so she had to change the plan.

Well, it doesn't matter if you play for a while.

After making up her mind, Qin Xiaoxiao looked at the girl and signaled, "Come with me."

"Uh-huh."

Lin Lingqing couldn't hold back the curved corners of her lips.

As she walked, she silently thanked Grandpa Qin Xiaoxiao for his assist.

After a while, Qin Xiaoxiao's room arrived.

Qin Xiaoxiao twisted the doorknob, and Lin Lingqing walked in with her.

The room was immaculately tidy, the curtains were open, and the bookshelves half the width of the wall were filled with books.

"Wow, there are so many books." Lin Lingqing looked closer and found that most of them were poetry books and essay collections, so she asked, "Are you interested in poetry and prose?"

"generally."

Qin Xiaoxiao rubbed her eyes and replied.

"Hmm..." Lin Lingqing withdrew her gaze, and suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at a book with an old cover. It seemed that the cover had turned yellow for many years.

In addition, there is no writing on the pink-yellow book cover, and it is lying quietly in the corner.

"This is?"

Lin Lingqing asked curiously.

Qin Xiaoxiao followed her gaze, stepped forward to pick it up, then frowned, thinking: "It seems to be a photo album...taken in elementary school."

Qin Xiaoxiao as a child! !

Lin Lingqing was shamefully excited.

"May I take a look at it."

Lin Lingqing tried not to be obvious, her voice trembled slightly.

"OK."

Qin Xiaoxiao thought for a while and handed the album to her.

After many years, she couldn't remember what kind of photos were in it, but it was not shady after all.

Lin Lingqing opened the photo album, acting cautiously, as if she was treating a treasure.

On the first page, there is a group photo of a family of three embedded on it. Xiaotuanzi in the middle is smiling cutely, and the faces of the men and women sitting beside her are also smiling.

In the future, we can see the traces of Qin Xiaoxiao's growth, all smiling brightly.

The last one is a photo of Qin Xiaoxiao and a strange little girl.

With the blue sky and grass in the background, Qin Xiaoxiao, who is wearing a ball head, is facing the camera, posing with cute scissor hands, with a happy expression.

On the other hand, the girl with shoulder-length hair turned her face sideways, crossed her hands in front of her chest, frowned, and looked impatient, deliberately keeping a distance from Qin Xiaoxiao.

"Xiaoxiao, who is she?"

Lin Lingqing asked in confusion.

Qin Xiaoxiao glanced at the photo album with a pensive look on her face.

As if she finally retrieved her childhood memories from the depths of her spiritual consciousness, Qin Xiaoxiao's eyes moved slightly, and she replied, "She, Jiang Xuan."

"Huh." Lin Lingqing was surprised.

Qin Xiaoxiao rubbed her eyes and said lazily: "At that time, she hated me...Maybe, she still hates me now, so she kept pestering me to make trouble."

"Xiaoxiao, are you sleepy?"

Lin Lingqing closed the album, not too entangled with Qin Xiaoxiao's past: "I won't disturb your nap, I'm leaving, we'll see you the day after tomorrow."

"Bye-Bye."

The door clicked shut.

After Lin Lingqing left, Qin Xiaoxiao lay back on the bed and closed her eyes.