The next day, Qiaomu took the round bun Qiaolin to the old lady's mansion.

In the past few days, Qiao Mu has fed her sister a lot of food, and the small buns she carried in her hand have become much heavier.

Xiao Qiaolin was carried in her hands by her sister and ran all the way. She clapped her hands and fluttered twice from time to time, and shouted softly, "Sister, sister."

Looking at this happy expression, I wish my sister could run faster and wish she could fly for a while.

It was still dark at this time, and Qiao Mu deliberately carried his little sister to the door of the Qiao family mansion early in the morning. He went up and smashed the door.

The doorman came to open the door with sleepy eyes, looking at the two little girls in front of him, looking inexplicably.

He naturally recognized that these were two girls from the Dafang family, but the old lady had never liked them. Now when he saw them coming to disturb people's dreams early in the morning, he was not polite.

"Father asked us sisters to visit our grandmother." Qiao Mu had a cold face and was about to cross the door with a small bun in one hand.

The concierge hurriedly blocked the two of them at the door and said impatiently, "Wait, I have to ask someone to inform you!"

Qiaomu shook the little bun in his hand, and Miss Qiaolin immediately remembered what her sister said to her on the way.

"Lin'er, when you arrive at your grandmother's door, just cry, don't say anything. Let's cry all the way back, so let's cry, my sister will give you meat buns when she goes home!"

Qiao Lin was a little salivating when she thought of the meat buns. She blinked her eyes and cried out with a wow, crying so hard that she burst into tears.

"Grandmother! Grandmother!!" The little child shouted at the top of his lungs, dragging his crying sounds so pitiful.

Qiao Mu suddenly felt that his little girl was really talented in acting. Look at the acting, she would cry as soon as she cried. That was quite good.

Although it was dawn at this time, some villagers in the village who were rushing to the ground had already risen. When they passed by, their eyes curiously glanced at the door of the Qiao family mansion.

The concierge was a little confused. Unexpectedly, the little kid cried when he said he could cry. The hands that blocked the two little kids froze in the air.

"The granddaughter learned that her grandmother was sick, so she came to visit her. Since her grandmother disliked her and refused to let her enter the door, then the granddaughter would come to visit her again another day." Qiao Mu read a line coldly, picked up Xiao Liner who was crying endlessly, turned around and ran away.

The concierge was stunned on the spot...

Hey, this little ancestor, can’t you let me send someone in to report it?

After receiving the order from his sister, the child Qiaolin cried all the way back. Qiaomu had known that Xiao Baozi was small, but his voice was not small. When he went back all the way, he was really paying attention to everyone's attention. His little face was crying miserably, and the villagers asked each other when they saw this.

When he learned that Qiaomu and his sisters came to ask the old lady for their kindness, they were driven back, and they looked at each other in a daze.

It seems that the rumors that broke out when the Qiao family split up two days ago were true. The old lady of the Qiao family is really unkind.

Qiao Mu returned home with the crying loudly, and pinched the spot to meet Qiao Zhongbang who was about to go out. As soon as Wei Ziqin finished washing the stove, she saw her little daughter crying and hurried forward to coax her.

When Qiao Zhongbang asked the reason, his whole face became embarrassed.
Chapter completed!