Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

"Okay, you are tired, go back to rest when you are tired."

Today's Su Qiao feels unusually different to the old man.

The old man really had no choice but to take advantage of his remaining two breaths to beg Su Qiao to treat his son and grandson better in the future.

just didn't expect...

Although Su Qiao didn't harm his father, Qi Jinghe's face was still a little ugly.

"Why is she tired?"

People who are idle all day long, even if the broom falls to the ground and can't help them, will they still be tired?

Are you tired of playing?

Father Liu's face turned cold: "Jing He, how did Dad teach you?

How can you be so rude to your wife? Why don't you quickly apologize to your wife? "

In any case, as long as Su Qiao changes a little bit and can be a little better to their father and son, they should be grateful.

Qi Jinghe snorted coldly and turned his head.

"Well, no, I'll go first." Su Qiao waved her hand quickly and walked out the door.

When passing by the little guy, I saw him shrinking to the corner with a face full of fear.

Su Qiao paused slightly, sighed inwardly, and went straight out of the door.

After being reminded by Xiao Si, he went to his room on the right, then lowered his shoulders and sat on the simple wooden bed to comb through his memories.

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"Father, why are you being so polite to her?"

"If it wasn't for her, would our family be able to live like this? Can we be forced to do so?"

After Su Qiao left, Qi Jinghe no longer suppressed his disgust and hatred.

"Grandpa, drink tea, hot."

The little Qi Yue, holding a tea bowl sensible, walked carefully to the bed.

Father Liu took it with relief, with kind eyes: "Xiaoyue is really good."

Leaning on the head of the bed, he drank two sips of warm tea, pressing the itch in his throat.

Father Liu sighed: "Jinghe, this world is difficult, and it is even more difficult for us men, you have to bear it, understand?"

"Father, I knew earlier..."

A trace of deep regret flashed in Qi Jinghe's cold eyes.

"If we hadn't recruited this scourge in the first place, we wouldn't have had such a hard time."

Father Liu rubbed his aching temples and sighed heavily:

"Oh, our family, without a woman, can bully anyone in the village."

"Father is already old, and I don't know when he will go, leaving you and Xiaoyue, how can you let father feel at ease?"

"Besides, my father also thought that her mother is such a powerful person. No matter how ignorant she is, she can go hunting. At least she will not starve you father and son in the future, but I didn't expect..."

I didn't expect the person to be married, but it doesn't look like a person living a life at all.

Not only did he do nothing, but he scoured the house clean.

He also followed the two local gangsters in the village, stealing chickens and dogs outside, eating, drinking, gambling, and almost stopped prostituting.

Thinking of the past two years, he looked at his son and grandson apologetically: "Oh, it's my father's fault for hurting you."

After a pause, he frowned again and said: "Actually, I don't blame her. You were... Xiaoyue..."

The eighteenth son, who is exactly the age of his relatives, encountered such a thing and gave birth to a child.

Who would marry him like this?

Da Qiao's mother didn't mind. Not only did Da Qiao marry Jinghe, but she was also willing to marry him. Of course he agreed.

Thinking about it, at least my son will have someone to rely on in the future.

"Forget it, stop talking about it."

The old man was unwilling to mention these again, making his son uncomfortable.

"If you let me know who that person was back then, I will definitely not let her go."

The faces of Qi Jing and Junmei Wushu were grim at the moment, and there was a strong murderous intent in the eyes of Peach Blossom, which should have been amorous.