Sometimes I think that Xiao Qiao plays a vital role in our family and has a stable position, not because of her brother-in-law.

It's because of cooking skills.

Her gentle personality, she never felt that food, rice, oil and salt was a torture for her. Instead, she felt that she was very happy to cook with such patience and meticulousness.

Perhaps because we cook with love, every bite of the people we eat is so happy that they bubble in pink.

Old Man Chen and Dabao must come and have a free meal. They not only regard this place as a canteen, but also as their second home. They even enjoy sleeping in the living room with sofas and floors.

Dabao bit his chopsticks and said with emotion: "The little lady is here to improve our food. It's really extraordinary. Although these dishes are simple and light, I have eaten the tranquility of the fairy-like style..."

"...Your flattery made me lose goosebumps." I couldn't help but complain.

Dabao has been staying in the store for a long time and is good at flattering.

Old Man Chen clasped his hands together, and there was a faint ray of tears in the corners of his eyes?

"Ah, it's so great that you're back. I buy vegetables and cook every day, and I'm tired of eating..."

"You are so embarrassed?! You feel that everything you make is hard to swallow! I will sign you up for a New Oriental class tomorrow. Can you study hard?" I was extremely dissatisfied with Old Man Chen, a "high-paying" worker.

This guy now gives him 20,000 yuan a month. He gets the same salary as Dabao. He usually follows me in the company and family affairs and helps me with it. Both of them are versatile and have to know everything.

As a result, both of them were so stupid that they could not cook. Dabao called himself the little instant noodles prince, saying that since he lived in high school, he had eaten instant noodles of all kinds of brands across the country, but he just couldn't cook.

Old Man Chen is fine. He is a little older and knows how to cook and cook. The food he cooks can also be eaten. But he cooks only a few dishes, and he becomes tired after a long time.

Yanqin's chefs often improve our food, but they are not as delicious as Xiao Qiao.

I looked at the steamed tofu in front of me, and I felt happy.

Xiao Qiao dug a small hole in the middle of each small piece of soft and tender tofu, stuffed meatballs in it, and sprinkled some tangerine peel and steamed it together. It felt like eating medicinal food, but there was no strange smell of medicinal food, it was all sweet and tender. The point was that there was meat.

While eating happily, Yan Qin said to Xiao Qiao: "I can't cook breakfast well. Xiao Qiao, please stay for a few more days and teach me if it's okay."

"Okay." Xiao Qiao nodded and looked at me.

I understand what she means, she wants to solve this matter with me.

After all, the old man has faded out of this circle. He has not been in good health since the yin energy has entered the marrow. Xiao Qiao and I don’t want him to contact the environment with thick yin energy again.

I bit my chopsticks and raised my legs, looking at the person on the big table.

Dad, old lady dirty, Yan Qin, Xiao Qiao, old man Chen, Dabao, Younan and Yu Gui sitting on the baby stool, Xiao Nie, the cat on the recliner, and the cat spirit hiding in the corner.

This small courtyard is quite good, hidden in the city, free and comfortable, and happy.

I don’t want to let any evil things enter the house anymore. Some of the things I collected are placed in the company’s secret vault and rarely brought home.

If that pair of shoes, that female ghost, if it weren't for me, I might have turned a blind eye to it, no matter how much the noise would be.

I also began to become lazy, afraid, and became cautious and cautious.

The reason is probably the ancestors of this table.

I have more concerns.

I can never find my mood before the age of twenty.

Perhaps since Xiao Qiao stood at the door of the store against the summer light, my life was destined to be responsible.

Perhaps, since Yan Qin said to me in a crying voice, "Then I won't get married in the future", I began to indulge in this sweet burden.

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After dinner, they went back to their rooms, and Xiao Qiao sat with my father and I on the sofa on the first floor to have tea.

After hearing what we had encountered before, she curled her lips and said, "We just have too many taboos. We are unwilling to intervene in these karma, cause and effect, otherwise how could there be such trouble?"

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"No matter what mother and son she is, as long as they threaten our family, they will just accept it." Xiao Qiao curled her lips.

"...The little lady is mighty." I laughed twice.

I know she is saying something angry.

Xiao Qiao is a very "duty" girl. She never felt that her relationship with Jiang Qiyun could make her domineering in the underworld.

She has no utilitarianism or vanity.

In these aspects, she is indeed as Old Mrs. Shen said: she is born with a heart of Tao.

Yin and Yang, life and death, power and status are no different for her.

Her relationship and love with Jiang Qiyun seemed to be just a matter between them, and this relationship would not extend to Jiang Qiyun's clergy.

Xiao Qiao is even more afraid of adding karma.

She didn't want to separate from Jiang Qiyun, nor did she want to cause disaster between the two because of the punishment of heaven and earth.

"...Brother, the Dragon King you are talking about should be the person from the Nanyang Witchcraft Organization we had messed with before, right? Is it the leader behind the scenes?" Xiao Qiao asked.

"I don't know, the evil forces abroad, and it's such a mysterious organization, and the country can't find much useful information... But this matter must have something to do with the Dragon King. His minions are collecting children's bones everywhere, and they are used to refine ghosts and sell them. Who knows how much oil and water is in this kind of business? It's definitely difficult to find in China, because our country values ​​future generations, but in many places abroad, children are very pitiful. God knows how many children's bones he has collected?"

My father touched his chin and said, "...Southern Asia witchcraft is prevalent, and raising ghosts has even become a 'secret' that rich and famous people can't put on the table but are well-known. This business is a business that is not a business in many places. In those poor mountains and forests, buying a child can't cost a few dollars..."

Xiao Qiao is now a mother and is particularly unwilling to listen to these things that hurt the child. She said angrily: "This Dragon King is harmful to the heavens and the truth will definitely not be a good result."

"...Let's solve the problem of that female ghost first? Both Yin and Yang realms use relationships to check the man's whereabouts. The man is a slutty widow's mistress. He has probably been sucked a lot of energy, and his body is weak and his body is weak. I quickly shifted the topic.

Xiao Qiao nodded, added tea to my father and I, and said, "Brother, if you go out, I will accompany you-"

Before she could finish her words, the doorbell suddenly rang in the backyard. I hurried to the surveillance screen and took a look. It was Dabao.

I pressed to unlock it, Dabao opened the back door, ran in and said, "Little Empress, home, I found the whereabouts of the female ghost. She appeared in the commercial area not far away, but the ghost soldiers on the land dared not get too close, so they lost them again... But according to her whereabouts, they must come to us!"

That's right, the embroidered shoes were sealed in the box, and the widow lived in a homestay in our back alley. She probably thought that if she intimidated the widow, she could recover her child's bones.
Chapter completed!