"girl"

"Grandma, you're polite, call me Xiao Yuer."

"Xiao Yuer?" Qian Qian chuckled, her eyes faded a little playfulness: "The name is beautiful, but...the people are also beautiful, I don't know, where the girl is from, I don't remember that there is such a beautiful beauty in the Zhao family. child."

"Mother said so, how dare I take it? When it comes to beauties, mothers are the standard beauties."

Qian Qian smiled like a moon: "I can't, I'm getting old..."

"How can mother grow old? If you were like this, if Lord Qin called you a mother, I would call you beautiful sister. If I was at your age and looked like this, I would wake up in dreams. ."

Some words of praise did not make Qian Qian happy.

On the contrary, at that moment, her expression suddenly became subtle.

His eyes fluctuated, a little helpless, a little sad.

"Yes...for a woman, it seems to be a great thing for a woman to look beautiful and stay young forever, but...when the person who admires you goes away, and even never shows up again, you will find, Don't worry about this beauty."

With a light sigh, Qian Qian looked down.

At that moment, the tears in his eyes were covered.

Ling Luoyu suddenly looked like a child who had made a mistake, but he didn't know where he was wrong, so he could only look at Zhao Qin helplessly.

Zhao Qin shook his head calmly, gently raised his hand, and stroked Qian Qian's back.

"Mother..."

"I'm fine, I'm sorry..." She chuckled suddenly, still quietly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Lifting his eyes again, he was already smiling.

"Look at me, when I am old, I feel sentimental, and this emotion is always out of control, tears, etc., come when I say it, but it will disturb the good atmosphere."

"No, it's okay." Zhao Qin gently held her wrist and patted the back of her hand lightly: "Neither Xiao Yuer nor I are outsiders. Mother does not need to apologize."

"Yeah, Mother said that, it makes me feel guilty," Ling Luoyu got up and bowed slightly: "I don't want to know... Those words would make Mother so sad."

"No, no, it's none of your business, I just suddenly..."

Qian Qian's voice choked again a lot, and for a while, her eye circles turned red again.

"Suddenly remembered his grandpa..."

Zhao Qin sighed lightly and hugged Qian Qian in his arms, rubbing her back with her palm: "Mother, I think, under Jiuquan, grandpa must also be thinking of Grandma. His old man definitely does not want her So sad."

"Look at me, I'm getting old, how can I say it, I'm sad again?"

Qian Qian seemed to have finally reacted, wiping away the tears from her face, smiling like a flower in an instant.

"Xiao Yu'er, sit down, don't stand... Try my scented tea. After I picked these tea leaves, I soaked them in flower juice and then fried them myself. You taste it, how does it taste?"

She quickly mastered her emotions, and smiled Yanran and invited Ling Luoyu to sit down again.

"Although Qin'er often comes to see me, but it is a man who doesn't know how to appreciate these flowers and plants, and always perfuse me..."

Zhao Qin smiled: "Mother, you said that to me again, how can I perfuse you?"

He asked Ling Luoyu to sit down and motioned with his lips.

"Try it, is there any difference between this scented tea and the kind of tea made with dried flowers?"