"What is it? Second Aunt, come and listen." Nana, the second daughter of Uncle Third's family, asked in great interest.

Chen Manru and Qin Xuan changed their faces at the same time. Chen Manru scolded Gu Qiaoqiao ten thousand times in his heart, just lit a cigarette, but what a mess he did? He just said that this uneducated village girl was not allowed to go to the table. Now it seems that this is true.

Unexpectedly, my second aunt looked at Chen Manru proudly and thought to herself, you always pretend to be noble in front of me, and today I saw how I slapped you in the face. She smiled and said, "Do you really want to hear it?"

"Yeah, I want to listen to it too." Qin Yifeng, the eldest son of the third uncle's family, also joined in the fun.

Second Aunt's eyes turned slightly, "Then I'll say it."

"Tell me, tell me." The people urged.

"The big girl holds a cigarette pouch, the window is covered with paper, and wears a fur coat and fur to the outside, raising a child to hang it up... Haha... Are you funny... Haha..."

The living room was filled with the second aunt's harsh laughter.

At this time, Chen Manru and Qin Xuan felt ashamed and wanted to dig a hole to bury themselves.

Qin Xiaoyu saw Nana and the others laughing so hard that they were both smiling. She felt that yesterday was not as embarrassing as today. Tears were spinning in her eyes. She stomped her feet and ran to Chen Manru and whispered, "Mom, pull that fool away, it's so embarrassing."

Chen Manru was so angry that she wanted to slap Gu Qiaoqiao a few big mouths, but she couldn't do it. Her face was so blue and white that she wanted to faint immediately.

Qin Xuan was the same, and he felt that from yesterday, the face of the Qin family was lost by this Gu Qiaoqiao.

Gu Qiaoqiao held the tray and looked at the Qin family in front of her calmly, either mocking, gloating, or wishing to kill her.

Is it that funny?

But she was despised by these self-proclaimed noble Qin family members.

Is it just because she has no wealth and no background?

If the daughter-in-law of the second uncle's family said this, everyone might praise her with surprise and praise.

Because the daughter-in-law's father held an important position in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

In their eyes, she really lowered the Qin family's personality, so no matter what she did, she was ridiculing or ridicule.

"Sister-in-law, do you know how to smoke a pipe? Have you started smoking since childhood?" Nana asked curiously.

"Then you have to ask, you can't smoke, so why can you pretend to be smoking? Haha, I said, Lao Shen, you are so lucky to marry such a capable wife."

Qin Yize's second aunt said sarcastically.

Although the people from Uncle San’s family did not speak at this time, they were winking at each other and covering their mouths, obviously smiling happily.

Qin Yize's eyes were dark and his cold eyes swept towards Nana. With just one glance, the air pressure around him instantly lowered.

Nana was so scared that she hid behind her second aunt.

Grandma Qin's face darkened. She looked around, but she couldn't scold her second daughter-in-law and a few grandchildren in front of the old man. After all, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. She comforted Gu Qiaoqiao, "Okay, Qiaoqiao, come and light a cigarette for Grandpa."

Old Master Qin's crutch knocked on the floor lightly and snorted gently from his nose, then his sharp eyes fell on Gu Qiaoqiao and nodded slowly, "Okay, come here."

But in his heart, he nodded secretly.

I really didn't expect that my great-grandson daughter-in-law was not very old and was very calm. When faced with the ridicule of the Qin family, she was neither anxious nor angry, nor humble or arrogant.

As calm as orchids in the deep valley and as tough as green bamboos in the mountains, compared with her, the Qin family's people seemed a little more impetuous.

Gu Qiaoqiao half bent down, put the tray on the coffee table, took the old man's ivory tobacco pipe, then put the cut tobacco leaves with osmanthus nectar, dripped three drops of old wine, put the hay mint, and added a few drops of sesame oil.

At this moment, the room suddenly became quiet.

They all looked at her.

Gu Qiaoqiao's slender jade fingers move, like flowing clouds and water, and it is indescribable elegant and gentle.

In their eyes, a vulgar move to pack a pipe pot is as elegant as a tea ceremony.

And, is this smoking?

Why do you feel like you are making delicious dishes?

Mr. Qin is really interested this time.

I also have some expectations for this cigarette.

Chen Manru's face was still not good-looking, but Qin Xuan quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't like Gu Qiaoqiao to act like a demon, he could only endure it first.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Gu Qiaoqiao put the mixed tobacco leaves into the ivory tobacco pipe pot without using the prepared lighter. Instead, he lit the tobacco leaves with that characteristic big match, and handed them to the old man with both hands and said softly, "Grandpa, try it..."

Old Master Qin took the pipe, put it beside his mouth, and took a sip. A cool and mellow smell came straight into his throat.

Unlike the spicyness of the past, this bag of cigarettes seemed to have been added with a elixir, which made the old man's limbs and bones feel warm.

The scent of mint was filled with the coolness of his throat, which moistened his throat, which was originally a little thirsty and ready to drink tea.

His sharp eyes gradually became softer, and he looked at Gu Qiaoqiao, "Girl, is there anything special about this bag of cigarettes?"

“Cheer and quench thirst and slow down the irritation of tobacco leaves is good for your body.”

Gu Qiaoqiao didn’t say that smoking was not good. Many elderly people in this era would smoke, and quitting smoking was not realistic at all.

"Girl, is it your grandfather who taught you?" The old man took a few more mouthfuls, his eyebrows becoming more gentle.

"Well, grandpa said this is the most popular one in the Old Emperor's Capital a hundred years ago, and it is said that it has a name."

"What's the name?" the old man asked curiously.

"I heard from my grandfather that I call Zui Liuxiang."

"Oh?" The old man was stunned, slowly put down the cigarette pipe in his hand and asked Gu Qiaoqiao, "How could your grandfather know so clearly?"

Gu Qiaoqiao shook her head, packed up the tray, and said with a smile, "Grandpa didn't say anything."

The old man took a few more sips of joy, suddenly laughed twice, and said three times in a row, "Okay, okay."

Then, he put down his cigarette pouch, looked at Gu Qiaoqiao with satisfaction, reached into Tang Shang's pocket, took out a jade pendant, and spoke, "You're called Gu Qiaoqiao, right?"

"Yes." Gu Qiaoqiao nodded.

"Good boy, this is given to you by my great-grandfather."

Everyone was shocked.

The jade wears a red knot, and it shines with a green luster in the afternoon sun.

This is the relic of the grandmother, and the old man has always kept it by his side to treasure it.

It is the best imperial green and his spoil. Later, he invited the old head of the Gu family in the imperial capital to carve it himself. As a token of love, the grandmother wore it for decades.

It was not until after his death that the old man took it away.
Chapter completed!