Chapter 33: See who can talk

Uncle Liu has nothing to say. In Xia Qianqian's current situation, few good people would marry her. Besides, she is still in filial piety, so it is not convenient to talk to each other.
The autumn morning breeze brought the cold, Xia Qianqian tightly clung to her clothes, and her palm-sized face quickly smiled: "It's okay, I can handle it myself."
"Okay, just tell me what's the matter." Liu Bo said.
"Well, Uncle Liu, go back and rest. When the kiln is finished, you have to ask you to help me for two days." Xia Qianqian said.
"Yes. Then, are Yang Daneng and Liu Bing coming?"
"Not for the time being, I don't have that much money now."
"it is good."
Liu Bo left, Xia Qianqian stood alone in the autumn mist, guarding her small earthen kiln, studying how to match the first batch of tile materials to burn a tile better than Xia’s family.
Soon, the sun came out and the autumn fog cleared. Xia Yunyun ran over her short legs in a panic, "Big sister, big sister, it's not good, grandpa is here!"
Old man Xia?
Xia Qianqian's face changed drastically. After passing through, she had never seen Old Man Xia. In the original owner's impression, that is a stereotyped old man with bad temper.
I'm afraid the comer is not good.
She quickly picked up Xia Yunyun and ran home.
Grandpa Xia, Grandma Xia, two couples and three couples all arrived, filling the small thatched house. Yang's arms were still holding a thin little boy, about five or six years old, and he was looking at Qin with eager eyes.
Xia Qianqian recognized that this was her younger brother Xia Yu, who was very handsome. But now, she can't take care of him.
The Qin clan stood nervously on the side, half-bended, afraid to look at the Xia family, and his whole body was humble.
"Ah, it's so lively?" Xia Qianqian walked in, greeted people with a smile, "Grandpa and grandma, uncles and aunts, do you want to destroy my kiln today?"
Xia Dingshan and Xia Dingfeng glanced at each other awkwardly, without speaking.
Grandpa Xia smoked a dry pipe and said, "Qianqian, I dreamed of your father last night, and he asked me to take the three of you mother and daughter home."
"Uh!"
Xia Qianqian looked constipated. Old man Xia actually plagiarized her routine!
"Your father cried very poorly in his dream, saying I'm sorry for the three of you mother and daughter, let us take good care of you for him. I didn't fall asleep later in the night. I told your uncles and aunts this morning, everyone agreed , Let you go home!"
Xia Qianqian understood that the Xia family finally discovered her value and wanted to take her back to help them earn money.
When is she stupid?
Xia Qianqian said without a smile, "What a coincidence? I also dreamed of my father last night."
Xia family:...
"My dad said that he was very happy to see me building a new kiln. He asked me to burn the tiles well and carry forward his skills." Xia Qianqian said.
Isn't it just a dream? What is in the dream!
Grandpa Xia didn't expect to be rejected, so he immediately sank his face: "Nonsense, your father didn't say that to me."
"It's strange, how could my father say two completely different things. Or, grandpa, would you ask my father to explain for us?" Xia Qianqian said.
Grandma Xia yelled: "Fart! People are dead, why please?"
"It's simple, we all ask when waiting for my father to come to the dream again." Xia Qianqian said.
Xia family:...
They were obviously talking nonsense, but Xia Qianqian also followed suit.
Qin was even more afraid of her daughter talking to her elders in such a "rebellious way".
The atmosphere was a bit stiff and cold, and Grandpa Xia was choked into speech and kept smoking dry cigarettes. A room full of smoke, Xia Yunyun was still ill, choking and coughing.
Xia Qianqian picked Xia Yunyun and went out: "It's okay, we will go outside, my sister is sick!"