Chapter 43

As soon as Qin Beiming walked out of Only, he received a call from Uncle Liu, the housekeeper of the Qin family's old house.

On the phone, the butler spoke very vaguely, which probably meant that Mrs. Qin suddenly fainted and fell to the ground, and she still hasn't woken up.

Qin Beiming saw through Mrs. Qin's tricks at a glance, but he still asked patiently:

"Have you been sent to the hospital?"

"Not yet."

The butler glanced at Mrs. Qin, who was on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed while eating fried chicken, while watching the variety show with relish, and faltered to answer.

Qin Beiming frowned and asked, "Why didn't you send him to the hospital?"

"This"

The butler was at a loss for words, so nervous that he couldn't even straighten his tongue, so he turned his eyes to Mrs. Qin for help.

"Hmph! The family members are not around. If an operation is needed, who will sign it? You bastard, you have been back for more than a month, and you don't know how to come back to see grandma."

Mrs. Qin wiped her greasy hands, took the phone from the butler, and chattered into the receiver for a while.

"Are you awake?" Qin Beiming asked with a smile.

"Hmph! Now you know how to care about me, a bad old woman?"

Mrs. Qin gnawed on the chicken nuggets, babbling non-stop:

"Unconscionable bastard! Do you know that I gained ten catties in a week because of your anger? If you don't come back to see me before ten o'clock tonight, I will sign you up tomorrow if you are the one, and let those young girls toss you."

Qin Beiming shook his head helplessly:

"Eat when you are happy, eat when you are angry, eat all day long, can you not get fat?"

Hearing the playfulness between the lines in his words, Mrs. Qin stomped her feet angrily, roaring ferociously:

"Qin Beiming, are you coming back or not? If you don't, I'll cry for you."

"Back."

Qin Beiming sighed, responded with a low voice, and immediately turned around, driving towards the direction of the Qin family's old house.

During this period, he still didn't forget to send Gu Ting Baifa a private message:
[Xiaobai, push me Ling Mo's contact information. 】

Gu Tingbai replied in seconds:
[But I don't have the contact information of the third sister-in-law.If the third brother is in a hurry to find the third sister-in-law, I can ask someone to help you.dog head.jpg]

[Forget it, it's okay. 】

Qin Beiming didn't ask for the contact information, and seemed a little disappointed.

He originally planned to deal with Mrs. Qin before going to Ling Mo.

But the problem is, he doesn't even know Ling Mo's mobile phone number, how can he contact her?
Could it be that he rushed directly to her house, showed his hospitality thoughtlessly, and asked her how she was?

not.

This is too embarrassing.What if she treats him as a lunatic and throws him out of the Ling mansion?

Qin Bei Mingguang imagined the extremely embarrassing scene, and got goosebumps all over his body...

After half an hour.

As soon as Qin Beiming pushed open the door of the Qin residence, Mrs. Qin made a move like a tiger and a sheep, hanging on Qin Beiming like a koala.

"grandmother."

Qin Beiming smelled the smell of fried chicken on Mrs. Qin's body, frowned unconsciously, and gently pushed her aside.

"You son of a bitch, it's been more than a month since you returned to Linjiang, and you don't know how to see grandma first?"

Mrs. Qin quickly picked out the chicken bone in her mouth, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the flowery underpants Qin Beiming was wearing, she didn't hold back for a moment, and laughed "goose goose goose":

"I'm talking about Beibei, what are you wearing? Just look at the upper body, it looks like a domineering president. Then look at the lower body, the flowery pants and leather shoes, it's not stupid at all."

"..."

"You're such an adult, you don't even know how to dress and match. No wonder you can't find a girlfriend in your twenties."

Mrs. Qin shook her head, complaining about Qin Beiming's weird attire, while pulling him by the arm and dragging him onto the sofa.

Qin Beiming glanced at the fried chicken and fries on the table, frowned slightly, and said with a hint of helplessness in his tone:
"Grandma, didn't the doctor tell you that you are not allowed to eat these junk foods in the future?"

"You don't even want to come back to accompany me, a bad old woman. Whenever I'm bored, I want to eat fried chicken." Mrs. Qin pouted her mouth aggrievedly, and took advantage of Qin Beiming's unpreparedness, stuffed several pieces of fried chicken into her mouth. chicken.

"..."

Qin Beiming had nothing to do with her, so he simply ignored her, sitting in a corner of the sofa like a giant Buddha, and swiping the video of Ling Mo hanging and beating gangsters on his mobile phone.

Mrs. Qin pointed to the love variety show on TV, and at the same time looked at Qin Beiming's flawless profile, and asked tentatively:
"Beibei, if grandma signs you up for a blind date show, can you watch the last show for grandma's sake?"

"No."

"Really don't think about it?"

Mrs. Qin was obviously not reconciled, and continued to lobby him, "This love variety show looks very interesting. Every season, four men and four women will be invited to live in Xindong Villa. There are different places here, and there will be something different if you don't know." What about your love?"

"It's so fun, why don't you go?"

"You melon, what nonsense are you talking about? If I go, what's the matter with other female guests?"

Mrs. Qin drank several sips of iced Coke in a "gurgling" manner, and watched with relish the heartfelt mutual selection of male and female guests in the variety show.

"Messy?"

Qin Beiming twitched his lips wildly, what kind of Internet slang is this?
Years ago, since Mrs. Qin learned to surf the Internet, her mentality became younger and younger.

When playing games, the elementary school will be angry and spit out fragrance.

When watching variety shows, he will also send barrage crazily, calling crazily for his favorite CP.

Not only that, but in daily life, a few Internet terms pop up from time to time, just like a non-mainstream girl in the rebellious period.

"Look at you old-fashioned, you don't even know the meaning of chaos?"

Mrs. Qin glanced at the unsmiling Qin Beiming, a flash of light flashed in her mind, she hurriedly stepped forward, and asked in a friendly voice:
"Do you have your ID card with you?"

"Ok?"

Qin Beiming lightly raised his eyelids, and said in a deep voice, "Why do you ask this? I told you, I will definitely not participate in such boring love variety shows."

"Hey! Can't you just take a look? If you really don't want to go, can grandma force you?"

Mrs. Qin's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of the black wallet in the side pocket of Qin Beiming's red and green pants, and with a "whoosh" a swipe of Eagle Claws snatched the black wallet from his pocket.

When Qin Beiming saw this, a look of anxiety suddenly appeared on Bingshan's unmoving face.

He got up suddenly, strode towards Mrs. Qin, and took back the wallet in her hand without saying a word.

But what he didn't expect was that before the wallet was put back into his pocket, a photo of a girl accidentally fell out of the interlayer.

Mrs. Qin had quick eyesight and quick hands, and hurriedly knelt down to pick up the girl's ID photo on the ground and studied it carefully.

The girl in the photo has a ponytail, fair skin, and outstanding facial features. There is also a shallow dimple on the right face, which looks really sweet.

"Beibei, why do you have pictures of female dolls in your wallet?"

Madam Qin raised her head, her eyebrows and eyes filled with surprise.

Qin Beiming remained silent, awkwardly took back Ling Mo's ID photo, and stuffed it into his trouser pocket like a treasure.

 babies!

  I voted for recommendation today~

  Checked in today~

  I specially bought a vacuum cleaner to collect the tickets in your pocket~beep beep beep beep beep beep beep motion light wave...

  


(End of this chapter)

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