From the outside, Wei Qian is of course the kind of person who is "like a man".

He has a high-legged and long-legged kung fu and has been practicing since childhood, and now he has reached the point of being able to control and relax.

Usually in the company, he looks too young, not like Sanpang, and he will get along with others wherever he goes. He always travels around business, and it is his normal behavior to come and go. He always tied the buttons to the top, making him look more and more serious. Even if he stays in the office occasionally, he stays by himself with his door and stays by himself, rather than draw turtles in the house like an autistic child than come out to joke with the young girls in the company.

After such a perverted period, a serious aura will naturally be extracted from the body.

The strange woman at the door thought he was a big shot, and suddenly felt embarrassed. She unconsciously pinched her bag, squeezed out a slightly flattering smile and said, "Oh... I am a relative of her hometown, the eldest aunt of their eldest son."

Wei Qian frowned even more: "Auntie? Why haven't I heard of her hometown with an older sister?"

The strange woman's face became a little ugly, but she couldn't figure out who Wei Qian was, so she didn't dare to have sex casually, so she had to keep laughing, as if she was used to being used to being humble and having a timid face.

Wei Qian glanced at her, walked to the next door and knocked on Mazi's mother's door: "Auntie, it's me. A person who claims to be your relatives has come. Come out and see if you know him."

After saying that, Wei Qian turned around and glanced at the woman who was poking dryly in the corridor, and his eyes were like a knife, and he shaved a mean thing on her body.

Even if she was not pretending, Mazi's father passed away for so many years, Mazi's mother set up stalls to sell fried dough sticks every day. When she was an orphan and widowed mother, where did her "girl" die?

When Mazi's mother had an accident, Mazi's young child was lured by a bad person to sell drugs, where was she?

Wei Qianda has been living with Mazi and the others since he has been remembered, and has never seen any living relatives in their family.

The woman faced his cold scrutiny in fear, and stood up against the wall unconsciously.

Ma Zi's mother was unable to move. After a while, she opened the door. A faint female voice came from the inside: "Qian'er, when did you come back? Have you eaten?"

Wei Qian's expression then softened. He bent down and said a few words to her, then turned around and pushed her out of the room: "This is the one who is looking for you."

The strange middle-aged woman looked at Mazi's mother in shock at first, and her eyes were about to fall out of her sockets. After a while, she suddenly covered her mouth and said in shock: "Oh my God! Are you... are you Xiuhong? Are you really Xiuhong? Why are you...you...you are you like this? My God!"

Ma Zi's mother was stunned for a long time, her voice as weak as if she was squeezed out of her throat: "You... are you an elder sister?"

The woman looked at Mazi's mother a few times, couldn't help it, and her tears fell down like money.

Wei Qian pushed Mazi's mother back into the house and put the "girl" who came from somewhere in. The two of them hugged their heads and cried bitterly in the house.

Wei Qian quietly retreated, but when he came out, he was careful not to bring Mazima's door, and a crack was revealed in vain to prevent something from happening, which he could hear next door.

Even Sanpang heard the movement and came out to see the situation. As soon as he saw Wei Qian, he immediately ran to his house shamelessly to have a meal.

"Relative? Stop talking about you, I don't remember their family's relatives. What kind of relatives, haven't been in contact for thirty years?" Sanpang pinched a fried shrimp ball and stuffed it into his mouth, savoring the taste, "Oh, this is delicious! Your Xiaoyuan's craft is simply peerless. He knows the cold and hotter than other people's young wife, and he doesn't know who is cheaper in the future."

Sanpang's mouth is just a train station, and he runs away everything. No one would have taken him seriously.

But Wei Zhiyuan's sexual orientation has always been a heart-wrenching problem with Wei Qian. He compromises is a real compromise, and it is a real bad thing to be a bad thing, and the latter cannot control it.

The three words "Little Wife" stepped on Wei Qian's thunder without warning, and he suddenly became angry: "Get out, you are the little wife!"

As soon as he finished scolding, he had no time to shoot his feet before he could even get a shot on the face. Wei Zhiyuan walked out in an apron, looking particularly virtuous, and slapped his brother with practical actions.

Wei Qian and Sanpang's eyes fell on him at the same time. Wei Qian rolled his eyes helplessly and said to the innocent Wei Zhiyuan who was shot: "I will hire a hourly worker tomorrow. I think there is a team of amateur Sanda in the club downstairs? If you have time, you can exercise more, or go out to play more games, don't always circle around the pot."

Wei Zhiyuan took his words as an imperial edict, nodded without saying a word, then raised his head and asked him with a smile: "Brother, you like to practice Sanda, do you have a good health man?"

Sanpang didn't know what was wrong, but he covered his face and started to laugh.

I don’t know if this kid did it on purpose. Anyway, why did Wei Qian feel something was wrong when he heard this sentence? He felt like he was being teased: “I like…I like your uncle! How does the little bastard speak?”

Sanpang was just looking for fun, and did not see the undercurrents in it at all. He was still jokingly and said: "Stop messing around with your brother, just your brother's bad temper. You must find a third brother who is as soft as he can overcome hardness with softness and resist his troubles three times a day. Our body shape..."

He patted his ripe watermelon-like belly: "At most, he is a sumo wrestler."

Wei Qian stepped on it, and Sanpang immediately managed to avoid it well, and he was still pinching his throat and disgusted him with a slander: "Oh, what are you doing? My husband? If you disagree, you will have domestic violence? If your wife is beaten to death, who will give birth to a baby for you?"

Wei Qian wanted to beat him to death from the heart.

Wei Zhiyuan was still afraid that the world would not be in chaos. Using Sanpang's joke, he seized the time to take advantage of some advantage. He half-truely pulled Wei Qian's hand and pecked his brother's back with affection: "Then beat him to death, don't be afraid, I'll give you a baby."

Three fat people were so happy that their fat meat trembled.

Wei Qian pulled his hand back and felt a lot of stomachache.

Wei Zhiyuan served the meal for Old Lady Song in the house. After delivering it, he came back and forced Sanpang to separate them.

Wei Qian: "What are you doing?"

Wei Zhiyuan: "Fight for favor."

"Hey, this naughty kid, you're addicted to bullying your brother," Sanpang gave up some point, patted Wei Zhiyuan on the back of his head, then stretched his neck and said to Wei Qian, "By the way, Qian'er... Oh no, Mr. Wei, you are not at home on business trips during this period. I have to report to you a situation."

Wei Qian's eyelids were stretched out without raising his eyes and said in a voice: "I have something to say and fart."

Sanpang's expression was extremely vulgar, "Slag-- Our Human Resources Department, don't there be a beautiful girl in charge of salary performance? Just that Xiaolin Qing, hehe... she is very good and can be with me..."

Wei Qian was stunned for a moment before reacting: "You beast, can you not pick the ones under your nose when you are so good at cabbage? Rabbits don't eat grass by their nests."

"I just like her, and that girl is not a superficial woman who looks just like her. I asked her that day and said, "Sister, please look at who is more handsome than you Mr. Wei, guess what they are talking about?"

Wei Qian: "I don't guess. Don't come to our house for free in the future. It will be disgusting to see you."

Sanpang patted his stomach, proudly turned to Wei Zhiyuan and said, "Jealousy, brother, have you seen it? This is the envy, jealousy and hatred of a shameful bachelor for a man in sweetness and happiness."

Wei Zhiyuan asked with interest: "What did she say?"

"Our family Lin Qing said," Sanpang pinched his voice carefully, "'Just like Mr. Wei's coffin face, I dare not look at him every morning. What's the use of handsome men? It's not enough to be with you every day as if you are with a tiger. It's not as worried as if you are with your husband every day. Unlike Brother Tan, it makes people feel very warm and very safe.' Listen to it, say more and see the essence through the phenomenon. This is wisdom!"

Wei Zhiyuan looked at Wei Qian with a smile, quickly grabbed the last fried shrimp ball and put it into Wei Qian's bowl: "Brother, you should smile more."

Wei Qian replied to him with a slight smile but his expression was soft, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were filled with some helpless indulgence.

Sanpang didn't know if he was a little nervous, but he suddenly felt a sudden thrill. For a moment, he felt that something was wrong with the two brothers, especially Wei Zhiyuan.

Sanpang couldn't help but scream: "Xiaoyuan?"

Wei Zhiyuan: "Hmm?"

Wei Zhiyuan's eyes were really weird. It was normal for him to relax when facing his family than when facing outsiders, but he was not relaxed. Sanpang looked real. He felt that Wei Zhiyuan's eyes were like an artist looking at a peerless painting, and a collector looking at a top-quality Hotan, like... like a man looking at his lover, full of some kind of moistening and silent, hot tenderness.

Did you make a big deal just now?

Sanpang hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "Oh, it's okay."

Then he casually found an excuse to circumvent, saying, "Did you leave food for your aunt? There are customers in her room today."

Wei Zhiyuan said with a normal expression: "I called and ordered takeaway. Since it was a guest, it was not appropriate to invite someone to have a regular meal."

As they were talking, they heard the doorbell and the delivery person asking, "Did anyone order a meal?"

"I'll go." Wei Qian stood up, took some change from his coin wallet, and went out to pick up the takeaway. He was about to push the door directly to Mazi's mother, but he heard the sound of talking inside at the door.

Mazi's aunt has been in a county town in a neighboring province, less than five hours' drive from the city. This is not very close, but it is definitely not a thousand mountains and rivers.

Mazi's father and his aunt are not biological siblings. They are Mazi's grandparents and grandparents who remarry after they are widowed and remarried, and they are forced to get together by siblings and brothers of different surnames. They have no blood relationship and limited love.

When my aunt learned that she had a cheap younger brother, she had already married into adulthood. It was a matter of face to be between the two siblings. Later, the children in the hometown were gone. Mazi's father got married and had children, and left his hometown to make a living, so the two families had no contact.

My eldest sister's man passed away early. She took two sons alone. The eldest son was in the county town and was already working. The younger son was only sixteen. He couldn't study and dropped out of school early. But he was also crazy and always wanted to run away, saying that he was going to work.

The little Jiaoer was spoiled since she was a child, so her aunt was reluctant to let her go, so she had to come with her to accompany her to "work". At this point, she remembered that her youngest son had an uncle who was neither close nor alienated in the local area.

So I started to seek refuge.

She took the mailing address that had been around for many years and asked for a long time before she found out that her younger brother had long died, and Mazi's mother also moved to the city center.

When they first saw Mazi's mother's appearance, the aunt almost didn't recognize it, and then hugged her head and cried, which was sincere. However, when they sat down together and talked about the past, Mazi's mother began to tell the story of the past few years, the sympathy that belonged to a woman in her heart was finally gradually suppressed by the indifferent and shrewdness of the middle-aged man, especially when she confirmed that Mazi was dead.

Wei Qian put his hand on the door handle and heard the aunt in the room lower his voice and said to Mazi's mother: "Big sister, are you stupid? They are all outsiders who are not close to you. They have been serving you so hard for so many years, and you don't think about it. What are they trying to do?"

Ma Zi's mother hasn't seen outsiders for a long time and has a little slow reaction: "Pictures, what pictures are they? What good pictures can I have?"

The eldest aunt grabbed her withered and burnt hand in a loving manner and said with a tsk voice: "What else can I do? I'll do this for your house. My eldest sister, you're at home all day and don't know anything about it outside. Do you know how much your house is worth?"

Mazi's mother couldn't answer and looked at her elder sister-in-law in shock.

The aunt lowered her voice: "This location, this area - you don't think about it. Even if you can live to one hundred years old, you can eat as much as you can? Is there any way to compare with the value of this house? You are really not very interested... Oh, no wonder, there is no one around you, I feel uncomfortable when I look at you. Look, is it good? The eldest sister brings your little nephew to you tomorrow. That boy is so crazy. He just came to find a job. If you are willing, your sister asks him to accompany you, and they are all family..."

"The family is very loud." Her voice was suddenly interrupted, the door opened, and Wei Qian, who was carrying a few bags of takeaway, stood at the door.

When people were heard, my aunt's face couldn't be kept in the mood. She instinctively said, "You, how could you break into other people's houses?"

Wei Qian walked in, sneered, put the food on the table, and said mercilessly: "Eat it, get out after eating."

Mazi's mother carefully pulled him: "Qian'er..."

Wei Qian supported his hands on the table and looked down at his aunt with a blushing face and thick neck.

His nose is very high, his thin lips, and his drooping eyelids highlight the slightly raised corners of his eyes. When combined together, he is full of arrogance: "Do you know where my brother is buried? Where is the uncle buried? Do you know? Mazi - why did he not have Sun Shuzhi? Do you know? How do you write the three words "Sun Shuzhi"?"

He slapped the table and his aunt shivered fiercely.

Wei Qian: "Which relative are you?"

My aunt was not at the level of the ranks and was shameless. She couldn't stand such a path and hurriedly ran away. When Mrs. Song heard the news, she struggled to walk out while holding the wall. She screamed that the verbal skills of the village were no longer there, but she was still capable of spitting at her mouth and expressing her feelings.

Sanpang quickly said, "Grandma, I know you are powerful, but the enemy's firepower is not good. You don't have to fight in person. Go back and rest quickly - the guard, why don't you help the chief away?"

Wei Zhiyuan helped Old Lady Song up and sent her back to the house.

Wei Qian carefully took out tableware for Mazi's mother and served the dishes ordered by Wei Zhiyuan for her to eat.

Mazi's mother didn't move her chopsticks. She grabbed Wei Qian and asked the question in her heart for the first time.

"Qian'er, why didn't Shuzhi lose?"
To be continued...