radiothebook Chapter 130 Qiang Zizhang is Here
Chapter 130 Qiang Zizhang is Here
Chapter 130 Qiang Boy is Back
The day before National Day, my eldest nephew Qiang Zai came back.
He came back from Chuncheng by plane, and Junior Brother Sha picked him up in a car.
Getting out of the car at the gate of the villa where Zhao Hao and the others lived, Qiang Zai opened his mouth in surprise looking at the garden house in front of him, and didn't close it for a long time.
I, Qiangzi, can also live in a villa, right?
As long as he can remember when he was a child, he remembers living in different places with his parents. At first, he rented a bungalow, and later bought a building, which was an old building that had experienced decades of vicissitudes.Later, the conditions at home got a little better, so I bought a new building in an ordinary community, but it was also the worst type of room on the highest floor.
Without it, it was only because the family's economic conditions were not good at that time, and they could not afford a floor with a good location.
Now, not only does he not have to climb the stairs every day, he also doesn't have to live wrapped in a big quilt in his room in winter.
I heard from my mother that I also have a villa in my house. Doesn't that mean that I can sleep in any room I want?
The more Qiang Zai thought about it, the more excited he became. After thanking Junior Brother Sha, he pulled the suitcase and walked home.
He knew that there were three villas in the family, but he also knew that at this moment, mother Zhao Qing must be at grandma's house.Qiang Zai knows Zhao Qing very well, and he will never cook by himself if there is a place to eat.
Of course, the same is true of his strong boy, which is more like his mother.
As for which of the three villas is his own and which is his grandma's, Qiang Zai can tell at a glance.
Which one is the cleanest is grandma's house.
My grandma is the person who loves cleanliness the most.
She belongs to the kind of person who can move a little and won't let dirty things stay for a second.
It's not that grandma has a cleanliness habit, but that grandma is used to it diligently, and everything she sees is work.
This advantage of grandma, except for the uncle Zhao Ming who inherited a little bit of it, the rest of the family are too lazy to move when they see the work.
Qiang Zai walked into the courtyard in front of the villa, smelling the fragrance of flowers and plants planted in the garden, and looking at the clean and tidy ground, he felt very comfortable.
"Ding Dong"
Qiang Zai rang the doorbell, and after waiting for a while, the door was opened from the inside.
What appeared in front of Qiang Zai was a middle-aged woman, about 50 years old, with black hair and a kind face. The skin on her face was full of collagen without any wrinkles.
Even though Qiang Zai had seen too many young student girls in school, he didn't find that the skin of these girls was much better than that of the middle-aged woman in front of him, and even said that they were not as good.
Looking at the middle-aged woman, Qiang Zai felt a little familiar, but more of a stranger.
He was thinking: "Maybe this is Aunt Qiuxiang, the nanny that my mother mentioned."
He thought of it, and said it politely casually.
"Auntie Qiuxiang, hello, I'm Qiangzai."
After waiting for a while, Qiang Zai didn't get a response from the other party. He couldn't help but wonder, didn't "Aunt Qiuxiang" know his existence?
impossible.
He still wanted to continue introducing himself, but saw two white and tender palms caressing his face directly.
"Haha, my eldest grandson is finally back."
Qiang Zai's face was squeezed by two hands to form a convex shape, he pouted and said in horror: "Aunt Qiuxiang, you made a mistake, I am not your grandson."
Not only did the other party not let go, but he rubbed his fat, pimple-covered face vigorously, and then said, "Auntie Qiuxiang, I'm your grandma."
"what?"
Qiang Zai collapsed, Qiang Zai was confused, and it's not that he didn't know what his grandma looked like.With the growth of age and the hard work of life, my grandma's face is full of wrinkles and age spots. How could she be a middle-aged woman who looks younger than his mother now.
"Oh, what, I'm your grandma, come, come in, grandma will cook something delicious for you soon."
The grandson is indeed a real grandson, and the first thing this grandma thinks about is to make good food for the grandson.
Qiang Zai followed "grandmother" into the house blindfolded, and saw the old uncle Zhao Hao lying on the sofa and swiping his mobile phone, so he believed that this was really grandma's house.
"Uncle."
Qiang Zai broke free from the "grandmother" holding his hands, and ran to Zhao Hao's place like flying, and asked in a panic: "Old, old uncle, is that woman just now really my grandma?"
Zhao Hao put down the phone lazily, and replied: "Hehe, are you surprised or surprised? When I saw your grandma turned into this way, I reacted the same as you. That's right, that's your grandma. Replacement if fake."
As soon as Zhao Hao finished speaking, his mother Chen Lan slapped him on the head.
"Bear boy, what are you talking about? Why do you still want to change your mother?"
Zhao Hao sat up hastily, and flattered his mother, saying: "How is that possible? My mother is the best mother in the world. No one else will be my mother, not even the Queen Mother."
It was only then that Qiangzi believed that the middle-aged woman in front of him was his grandmother Chen Lan. The familiar movements and tone of voice were either his grandmother or someone else.
"Grandma, why are you so young?"
"Yes, grandma has become younger, doesn't she look good?"
When Chen Lan heard Qiang Zai's words, she was so happy that her eyes narrowed with laughter.
"Looks good, I think you look better than when you were young, otherwise I wouldn't fail to recognize you." Qiang Zai replied truthfully.
The consequence of being honest was that Qiang Zai got the "double wind penetrating the ears" from Chen Lan again, rubbing Qiang Zai's fat face with both hands, just like teasing him when he was a child.
Qiangzi shouted depressedly in his heart: "Grandma, I have grown up, why do you always rub my face?"
It's a pity that no one understands the depression in his heart. No matter how tall or how old you are, you are still a child in the heart of the old man.
After Chen Lan had a conversation with Qiang Zai, she was ready to go to the kitchen to cook Qiang Zai something he liked.
If it is said that Qiangzi’s current treatment is much higher than that of his old uncle and his mother, since the family has chef Wang Xiaoyu, his mother Chen Lan has been in the kitchen less and less often, Zhao Hao and his siblings I almost forgot the taste of my mother's cooking.
"Uncle, where's my mother?"
Qiang Zai asked Zhao Hao while eating the fruit Chen Lan handed him.
"Your mother, you can find it yourself."
"What?"
Qiangzi didn't understand, so he asked again: "Old uncle, what do you mean by looking for it yourself?"
Zhao Hao's body seemed to be short of oil. He raised his arms mechanically, pointed slowly in the room and said, "What I mean is that I haven't seen your mother in these days. Your mother is now I don’t know what it will become, so I’ll let you find it yourself. Whoever you think looks like your mother in the room is your mother.”
Qiang Zai collapsed again. He thought silently in his heart: "I shouldn't have come back. I shouldn't have come back. This family is too crazy."
Not long after, the door of the house was opened from the outside, and several women squeezed in. Zhao Hao glanced at it, and immediately found that there was an unfamiliar woman inside.However, he didn't care, he believed that the guard Shen Tu and the others looked in their eyes, if they were really outsiders, they would have stared away them long ago.
Ultimately, there is only one answer.
However, Zhao Hao just didn't say anything.
If he didn't say anything here, Qiang Zai was directly fooled.
There were five women who came in, one younger and one prettier than the other, and he didn't know if his mother Zhao Qing was also there, whether he was going up to say hello or not.
So embarrassing.
(End of this chapter)