C403 Meatballs
"Why don't Xue'er stay at our house tonight?" Suddenly, Ouyang Qing'an turned to Qin Minli and said, "Xue'er can sleep in my room. I will sleep in the guest room."
Before Qin Minli could react to what her son was saying, Old Lady Xue had already rejected him. "That won't do. Today is the New Year, after all. We have to go home!"
Xue Xue'er also said, "Yes, yes, we have to go home ~"
When she came over previously, Xue Xue'er did not stay overnight and she was indeed a little embarrassed. Furthermore, Ouyang Qing'an just said that he wanted her to sleep in his room.
She had lived two lifetimes and had never slept in a boy's room.
So what if he was a little kid now? Wasn't he still a boy?
Since he was a boy, there was no difference!
Ouyang Qing'an touched his head and seemed to not understand the situation as he looked at Qin Minli.
It was not until Qin Minli nodded that Ouyang Qing'an lowered his head. It turned out that during the New Year, one could not stay overnight with other people...
He only knew now. After all, he had never invited anyone to spend the night at his house before.
Especially since he still had to sleep in his room, that was even more impossible.
Only Xue'er could.
Because his parents had already said that Xue'er would be his wife in the future, and he also liked Xue'er very much, so Xue'er could naturally stay in his room.
Didn't they have to stay together sooner or later?
It was just that Ouyang Qing'an was still shy right now, so he was too embarrassed to say these words in front of Xue Xue'er.
"It's fine. There's nothing else these few days. You can go and play with Xue'er during the day!" Qin Minli patted Ouyang Qing'an's back.
This kid now knew the importance of coaxing his wife?
Ouyang Qing'an seemed to suddenly become somewhat silent. Xue Xue'er also felt that it was a little strange. She also reached out and patted Ouyang Qing'an's shoulder to comfort him. "Mr Qing'an, don't be unhappy. When school starts, she said. We are together every day. "
After school starts, Ouyang Qing'an will also be studying in his own school. The school is there, and he will not be able to see it with his head down.
As if he felt Xue Xue'er's words made sense, Ouyang Qing'an's eyes also changed slightly. "Alright, then I will go there tomorrow."
"That's fine too! Let Qing'an come over and eat at our place!" Old Lady Xue laughed and said, "Coincidentally, our team has split the pork. When the time comes, come and have a taste of Grandma Xue's meatballs! That is what Xue'er loves to eat the most!"
Actually, Ouyang Qing'an did not have any feelings towards meat. It was just common food. But when he heard that it was Old Lady Xue's treat and Xue'er's favorite to eat, his eyes lit up.
He was like a child who saw his favorite toy." Okay, Mom, can I go tomorrow? "
"Stinking brat, I think you just want to freeload on food and drinks." Qin Minli smiled and tapped his head, making everyone laugh.
Auntie Fang also walked over with a smile and held a leather paper bag in her hand. "Miss Qin, someone sent this over just now and said that it must be handed over to you."
Qin Minli frowned and took it from Auntie Fang's hand. "Thank you. Auntie Fang, go and do your work. I will open it and take a look."
"Yes, Miss Qin."
Aunt Fang's hands and feet were nimble and she quickly went to pack.
Qin Minli sat down and looked at Ouyang Qing'an suspiciously. She did not say anything and opened the sealed leather bag.
"Who could have given it to me?"
Nothing was written outside until Qin Minli opened the leather bag and read the things inside. The more she read, the more surprised she became.2
"Mom, what is this?"
"It... It is actually so fast?"
Xue Xue'er was also curious but she knew that she had to respect other people's privacy so she did not go over to take a look. Instead, she waited for Qin Minli to share with them.
Although she did not know if this was Qin Minli's family matter, if it was, then she would just be curious for a moment.
Qin Minli finished looking at the things and her eyes still revealed shock, "Aunt Xue, there is hope!"
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