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Chapter 682

Qiao Zhilan smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, how can there be fake here? Ningning is the biggest boss here, and then Guoqiang, Chengkong and Xiaozhi, I have money every month."

After saying that, he took everyone in. Because he had told He Qian and the others before, the Song family served the food shortly after a while.

There were several Sichuan dishes on the table. Song Guoqiang explained that these were all made by Ningning in the kitchen.

Qiao Junjie, Jing Xiu and Qiao Bowen have a few more good impressions of Wan Ning. Xiaoyi is really a wonderful person to marry this wife.

After dinner, the men from the Song family left first when they went to work and school.

Qiao Zhilan wanted to go back to talk to her elders, and Wan Ning naturally stayed to see the store, and she still needed to calculate the accounts.

Qiao Zhilan took Qiao's family back and allocated the place to live first: Qiao Junjie and Jing Xiu lived on the second floor of the main courtyard together, and so did Qiao Bowen.

Qiao Jinze and Qiao Xinting lived in Song Chengkong's guest room in the west courtyard. All the rooms on the first floor of the east courtyard were converted into workplaces, and there was no way to live in it.

After taking the train for nearly two days, everyone was very tired and went back to their rooms to rest.

In the main hall, only Qiao Zhilan, her parents and her brother were left: "Father, mother, brother, you are here this time to leave after the New Year, right?"

Qiao Junjie nodded: "That's what we plan to do. It's rare for our family to spend the New Year together. Now your house is big enough to live in, so let's spend the New Year here."

Qiao Zhilan was very happy: "Yes, our house is big enough now, it's completely enough for us as a whole family to live in."

Qiao Bowen thought for a while and asked: "Lanlan, Linzi won't talk about her confinement, why didn't her husband come either?"

Speaking of Song Chenglin, Qiao Zhilan thought for a moment: "Dad, mother, Linzi's matter, Guoqiang has made it clear. She already knows that she is not a child of our Song family."

Qiao Junjie asked, "Oh? Didn't Song Biao repeatedly tell you that he should treat Linzi as his daughter?"

Qiao Zhilan sighed: "Oh, saying that's it, but Linzi's child is really disappointing. She herself doesn't want to treat the Song family as a relative, so there is no need for us to accommodate her."

"Lanlan, is something happening?" Jing Xiu asked.

Qiao Junjie smiled and said, "Xiu'er, how many times have you told you that my daughter is now a grandma. It's not appropriate to call her Lanlan, so she must be called Zhilan."

Jing Xiu glanced at the old man in his family: "So what if she is a grandma? Even if she is 100 years old, she is still my daughter. I will call her whatever I want. Besides, I am a great grandma person. Don't you still call me Xiu'er."

Qiao Junjie was choked and couldn't speak. He picked up the teacup and drank tea. Is it okay if I don't speak?

Seeing that she beat the old man again, Jing Xiu raised her head proudly: "Lanlan, tell me what's going on?"

"Dad, mom, that's how it is..." She told Song Chenglin about her relationship at the age of 20, and when she was pregnant before marriage, she also married into the Wang family. She said all kinds of indifference to her parents' family.
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