MTL - Starlight Has No Past-Chapter 35 Aspirin 15

The villa area is imitation of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It is built in antique style, and there is even a flower pond next to the gate. There is a flower bed between the lotus leaves.

Ye Qiao's mother was born into a family of painting and calligraphy. The ancestors took the fame in the Qing Dynasty. Both parents are academic leaders. They were also well-known painters and connoisseurs during their lifetime. Xu Wei, a small painter whose first name was not known, fell in love with Ye Jia’s daughter. After being pressured by Ye’s family, Ye Qiao’s grandmother Yu Deru once strongly opposed this marriage and ended up in the end. It’s a pity that the red face is thin, and the girl of Ye Family has just passed the 30th and 5th.

Therefore, Ye Qiao is followed by the mother's surname.

When the night fell, many of the past events vanished, and only the drizzle tonight was poured out between heaven and earth.

The door left a seam, perhaps knowing that there will be guests coming tonight. Ye Qiao estimated the rain outside the window and rushed in, and should not be too embarrassed.

Zhou Wei looked deep into the warm light that Ye Qiao left in the building. He thought about it and said, "Send you down?"

Ye Qiao is thinking about how to send without an umbrella. He has got off the bus and went to her side. He took off his coat and supported a shed and called her: "Go down."

She watched as he was only wearing a shirt and his shoulders were getting wet. He didn't dare to hesitate and stood under the cover that she had set for her. Zhou Wei took her shoulders and took her forward. The door of the courtyard went through the narrow bridge on the flower pond at the door of the house, and then walked through the slightly wet stone path before going to the eaves.

The door is closed, and the antique door of the three-way six-cup Linghua style reveals a musk, mixed with rain and new mud, which makes people feel calm.

Ye Qiao touched his shoulder, his fingers were desolate, and he apologized and went deeper: "This weather is very easy to catch a cold."

Zhou Wei smiled warmly and said: "It’s not raining, it doesn't matter."

At home, the laughter of the happy and happy, Ye Qiao distinguishes the voice of a family and a grandmother, and screams back frequently, worried that someone will push the door out. Zhou Yanshen thought that she was eager to leave, she took a step back and said in a joke: "Is not going to leave me a meal?"

Ye Qiao knows how to make a joke in this tone, and the person who asks is probably a bit serious. However, the Yejia family is very strict, and the grandparents are old-school intellectuals. They have experienced the baptism of the 1960s, and some concepts are stubborn. Since the death of her grandfather and her mother, her grandmother is the granddaughter of her, and she cares about her any wind and grass, almost to the point where she is a soldier.

It’s hard for her to leave a reunion with a person who can’t explain the relationship.

Zhou Yishen knows, converges a smile, and gently waves: "Nothing, go in."

Ye Qiao didn't move, watching his back slowly step into the drizzle, and the rain that had accumulated for a long time on the eaves smashed into his lead-gray suit trousers. Her heart came back and forth and licked her guilt, but she had no courage to call him at this moment. Suffering from the loss of communication methods, can only be seen with a gaze.

Zhou Yan went to Ikebashi and suddenly turned back. When she saw her still, she smiled and waved her coat.

The rain is getting bigger and bigger, and his step back is getting slower and slower. Ye Qiao frowned angrily, urging him to go quickly in his heart, but there was a hidden secret that was hard to admit.

When the person walked away, she only pressed the doorbell. Aunt Zhong opened the door to her, snorted and smiled at her grandmother: "The old lady guessed it, it really came."

舅舅叶知良 put down the tableware and smiled sullenly: "It’s really Jojo."

Grandma Yu Deru sat in the mahogany chair, slowly chewing, and took a long time to put off the chopsticks. When she was young, her beautiful face was covered with wrinkles. However, when she smiled, she still had the elegance of years. She gently arranged the scarves on her neck and smiled. "I knew she couldn't forget."

Qianxi didn't open the stool in a positive shape, ran over and hugged Ye Qiao: "Ah, my cousin, you finally came, and finally I was not tortured by my grandmother alone!"

Ye Qiao ripped off her arm and said, "Grandma doesn't talk at the table, can you ask me?"

Qianxiu cried twice: "It’s not my dad. I told my grandmother that I didn’t work hard and didn’t have objects...”

Ye Jia is a stocking education for the younger generations. As long as the behavior is done right, all the blueprints are all on their own. What the elders care about is just two common questions. Ye Qiao heard that "there was no object," and looked at her suspiciously. Qianxi rushed her eyebrows, Ye Qiao hearted the gods, the little girl film fell in love and did not want to let the family know.

Yu Deru whispered softly: "Okay, let your cousin sit down and eat."

Thousands of creeks returned to the seat, and a table of rice was just finished. The aunt of the housekeeping gave a pair of tableware to Ye Qiao, who was late. Ye Qiao took off his coat and apologized: "I just went to Yangcheng last night and went to the audition. The empty hand came, and my grandmother should not blame me."

"How can a grandmother blame you," said the old man, "when you are young, what to do with your grandmother. When you get married, come back."

The aunt should also say yes. The first sentence is: "Qianxi said that your mobile phone was lost, why not buy one? Your aunt wants to call you back to eat, have not contacted."

Ye Qiao said: "I haven't had time yet. I will buy it in two days."

Qianxi came to ask: "Which cousin did you buy? 6s just out, I am going to let my classmates buy from the United States, do you want to help you with one?"

Ye Qiao said: "Nothing, I will buy it myself."

Ye Zhiliang angered and trained Qianxi: "As long as you stare at these things all day, crying and crying to learn medicine, I really did not care, not a point."

"Dad--" Qianxi cried and held the bowl. "How can you get to work?"

Ye Qiao laughed and laughed at them. The aunt who sat next to her couldn't insert the words, and she gave her a soup, and asked: "I usually stay in the city of G, is it yours?"

She said no, the aunt's face is still a happy smile, whispering: "The child of Qianxi is a monkey who has changed, and his eyes are also in his early twenties. I don't know who can cure her in the future."

Ye Qiao smiled and said: "She just looked at the trouble, but in fact everything is clear."

Auntie Weiwei, thought and agree, and asked her with a smile: "Jojo? Grandma is very tight in your heart, you do this line, the family did not give you any support, because the grandmother hopes you can play for two years. In the near future, you are getting better and better. If you are good, you can't get it. If your grandmother closes one eye, he will put his mind away."

Ye Qiao lowered his head: "Well. I know."

My aunt said happily: "Know it. When you and Qianxi's lifelong events are set, the elderly will not worry."

The voice did not fall, Qianxi ran over and snored: "Mom! What do you say to your cousin? I am not enough at home. I am not even a cousin!"

Sure enough, it was a find. Ye Qiao smiled and buried himself to prepare to eat the meal.

At this moment, the doorbell rang with a bang. Qianxi was trained to be one of the first two big, saying, "I am going to open the door!", her mother trained on Xingtou and took her down: "I want you to be diligent."

Ye Qiao put down the tableware and quickly wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "I will go."

The door lock twisted and her expression suddenly stagnate.

Qing Jun’s man was stunned by the night rain and smiled warmly at her. It was Zhou Wei who went deep and returned.

He was still wearing the dress, and he was half-dry and half-wet, and he put two boxes of moon cakes in his hand. The brand is the centuries-old name of Yangcheng □ Chinese pastry. It can't be booked at this time of year. He doesn't know how to get it.

Ye Qiao pushed people out in a panic and went out. The sky was already dark, and Zhou Wei leaned on the outer wall and accepted her interrogation: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Wei deeply mentioned the gift box in his hand: "Give you moon cakes."

Ye Qiao gnashed his teeth: "I didn't ask you this."

He is rogue: "What is it?"

Ye Qiao finally gave up and looked down: "Where is the moon cake?"

Zhou Yan Shen honestly confessed: "Go home to take it. My mother used to eat, and I am here every year. There are two more boxes every year."

Ye Qiao had nothing to say, touching his wet shoulders and frowning: "How can the dress not change?"

Zhou Xiaoshen smiled: "Forgot."

Separated by a door, Ye Zhiliang looked at it with confusion: "What happened, the guests did not come in and they went out."

The aunt's eyes were sinister and she saw that she was a young man, and asked Qianxi: "What happened? Do you know who the person is?"

Thousands of creeks shook the white rabbit in the chair, and sewn his mouth with both hands: "I don't know if I don't know! I won't tell you if I kill you!"

The old man turned and slowly said: "Xi Xi, tell Grandma, who is outside?"

"..." Qianxi was squinted by several gaze, and finally couldn't help but move. "I am not sure, I just saw it. It feels quite like it. Maybe it is a cousin's...boyfriend?"

The "may" that she said is really uncertain, because the information she knows is only "this man has a leg with her cousin" and "the cousin recently said that she has a sweetheart", combined, barely able to get This conclusion is reached.

However, the elders listened directly to the word "may". Ye Zhiliang sighed: "Your cousin has made a boyfriend, why don't you tell the family?"

Qianxi: "I..." Cousin made a boyfriend to shut me down! I don't tell you guys!

My aunt asked again: "Is it a boyfriend who doesn't come with your cousin?"

Qianxi: "Ah..." How do I know this!

The old man sighed: "Jojo's child loves to be awkward, and he has been chasing after he was a child. Everyone has chased home, and he has to invite people to come in."

Qianxi: "This..." Your brain is so rich, the cousin made it!

She hadn't had time to snarl in her heart, and her father had gone to the door and opened the door.

The door suddenly opened from the inside, leaking a beam of warm light, and the two people in the darkness outside the door were somewhat helpless.

Ye Zhiliang looked at Ye Qiao's face with a face-like appearance. He really thought that the child was not sensible, and he said: "Who is here to talk here? The outside is raining, and people are invited to come in."

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