Fortunately, Wang Weidong had expected this situation early in the morning.

So I found someone in advance to build a big round table.

Just big enough to accommodate everyone.

After learning about what happened to Qiao Yicheng's brother and sister, Ding Boren and his wife Yang Zhenhua felt pity for them.

During the meal, I kept taking turns picking up food for them.

Although the food at Qi Zhiqiang's house was much better than that at Qiao's house, it couldn't compare with Wang Weidong's.

Six of the eight dishes are meat.

After eating, the brother and sister couldn't stop eating.

Qiao Yicheng commented a little more on this uncle's financial resources.

When I saw Wang Weidong owning a car earlier, I felt that this uncle's financial situation must be very good.

Now a table of meat confirmed his idea.

This made him somewhat relieved.

Don't worry that Wang Weidong will send them away because he can't afford to support them.

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"If you sign in successfully, you will be rewarded with ten pounds of lean meat, five pounds of white flour, and ten yuan in cash."

There was really no surprise in the daily check-in. Wang Weidong just glanced at it and ignored it.

Today, he and Ding Qiunan took Qiao Qiqi to the hospital for medical treatment, so they got up earlier than usual.

Just as he was thinking about going to the kitchen to make breakfast, he found that Qiao Yicheng had already arrived before him and was cooking porridge.

Wang Weidong is now using an induction cooker that just came out of the Red Star Factory laboratory. The operation method is simpler than using gas.

It's just that Qiao Yicheng didn't go into the kitchen very much yesterday, and I don't know how he learned how to do it.

Seeing him sitting on the small bench and staring blankly at the stove, Wang Weidong was both relieved and distressed.

He was pleased with Qiao Yicheng's sensibleness, but felt sad that he already knew how to run a household at such a young age.

Wang Weidong stepped forward and rubbed Yicheng's head.

Qiao Yicheng was startled. He turned around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was Wang Weidong.

"uncle."

"Well, why did you get up so early? Don't you want to sleep more?"

Qiao Yicheng scratched his head and said, "I thought you and your aunt were going to take your little brother out to see a doctor, so I got up early to make breakfast for you, but I only found rice, so I could only drink white porridge in the morning."

"I wish your cousins ​​could be as sensible as you! Come on, I'll tell you where to put everything. If your aunt and I are not at home from now on, you can make your own food, but you have to pay attention to safety."

"Yeah!" Qiao Yicheng nodded vigorously.

Wang Weidong could understand what this kid was thinking. He just felt that living under someone else's roof, even his own uncle, could not live and eat for free, so he should do something within his power.

Wang Weidong will definitely not stop this.

First, it was to take care of Qiao Yicheng's fragile mind.

Secondly, I feel that children do need to be well exercised and not spoiled.

Brother Jing Jing and his sister are typical of those who are not diligent in their limbs and cannot distinguish between grains and grains.

That is to say, the two of them are still young, otherwise Wang Weidong would definitely assign them to do housework.

To avoid raising a waste in the future.

He took Qiao Yicheng to the refrigerator and told him where the food was stored.

Then he taught him how to use the electrical appliances at home.

When I returned to the stove, the porridge had just been cooked.

Wang Weidong simply made an omelette with dried radish as a dish.

When it was brought to the dinner table, Ding Qiunan also happened to get up.

After the three of them finished breakfast quickly, Wang Weidong told Qiao Yicheng to take good care of his younger brothers and sisters, and then left with Qiao Qiqi in his arms.

After Qiao Yicheng watched Wang Weidong and his wife leave, he obediently went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and then looked through the books on the bookshelf in the living room.

Although he didn't recognize many words, he was able to guess the meaning even though he was only vaguely guessing.

He remembered that his uncle said that if you study more, you will have a better future. Qiao Yicheng kept these words in his heart.

Just when he was immersed in the sea of ​​books, a strange voice sounded outside the door.

"Is anyone here? Factory Director Wang? Doctor Ding, are you there?"

As soon as Qiao realized that, he immediately put down the book in his hand and looked outside with a defensive expression.

He didn't forget what Wang Weidong said, asking him to be careful about the people in the yard in front.

Although he didn't know the reason, he believed that Wang Weidong would definitely not lie to him.

Qiao Yicheng stood up and walked out.

When I came outside the house, I saw a woman looking inside.

Qiao Yicheng is still young now and doesn't quite know how to describe a woman. Anyway, he thinks the woman in front of him is quite good-looking.

But he did not relax his vigilance.

"Who are you?"

He Wenyuan was somewhat surprised when he saw Qiao Yicheng walking out.

It is speculated that this should be a relative of Wang Weidong or Ding Qiunan.

He showed a smile that he thought was quite friendly and said: "Kids, I'm here to see Factory Director Wang, Wang Weidong. Is he at home?"

"What do you want from him?" Qiao Yicheng asked.

He Wenyuan brought the cured fish in his hand forward and said, "My family got some cured fish and I want to give it to him to try. Can you help me call him out?"

Qiao Yicheng looked at He Wenyuan and then at the cured fish in her hand.

Then he reached out and took the bacon from her hand, saying, "I'll keep the fish, and I'll tell him."

He Wenyuan looked at Qiao Yicheng blankly. According to the normal development, shouldn't he go back and call someone?

Why did she take the fish away from her hand?

Qiao Yicheng tilted his head and looked at He Wenyuan, wondering why this woman still didn't leave.

"Is there anything else you want?"

He Wenyuan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

When she got up this morning, she heard that Yu Qiuhua asked He Wenhui to deliver cured fish to Wang Weidong, and she took over the task without saying a word.

When I went out, I dressed up deliberately. I never expected that I didn't even see Wang Weidong's face.

He Wenyuan felt a little unhappy because the child in front of him interfered with his own affairs.

But she didn't dare to show off to Qiao Yicheng. If she offended Wang Weidong, she would be in trouble.

In the end, He Wenyuan could only laugh twice and said: "No, no more."

"oh!"

Qiao Yicheng responded and didn't leave. He looked straight at He Wenyuan, as if to say: Why don't you leave?

He Wenyuan, who was embarrassed by him, could only reluctantly leave, turning around and leaving.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Qiao Yicheng watched He Wenyuan disappear from sight before returning to the house and closing the door.

Just as he put the cured fish in the refrigerator, Qiao Yicheng saw Xiaojing coming out of the room rubbing her eyes.

"Brother Yicheng, I seem to hear someone talking. Who is coming?"

Qiao Yicheng, who had always had a sullen face, finally showed a smile after seeing Xiao Jing.

"A neighbor came here to give us something. Have you washed yourself?"

Xiaojing shook her head and said, "Not yet."

"Let's go, brother, I'll get you some water, and then you can have breakfast after brushing your teeth. This morning, my uncle made dried radish omelette, which is delicious!"

"Uh-huh!"

Xiaojing nodded vigorously. She still liked this cousin whom she had just met not long ago.

Because Qiao Yicheng knows a lot of things that they don't know.

In the hospital.

Wang Weidong and Ding Qiunan were sitting in the corridor, waiting for Qiao Qiqi's test results to come out.

After a long time, the doctor wearing a white coat and a gauze mask finally came out.
To be continued...