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Chapter 798 Do you want to take in an apprentice for grandpa, or do you want to take in a daughter-in-law for yourself?

Lu Jiuqi's heart stopped for an inexplicable beat.

Her cheeks heated up quickly, and she could almost see her blush in his pupils.

This was the first time since childhood that she had such close contact with a man other than her brother.

For a moment, I felt a little at a loss.

"That...I..."

Qin Huaichuan spoke up before her: "Are you eighteen years old?"

Lu Jiuqi didn't understand why he suddenly asked so, and nodded: "Well, I'm nineteen already."

Qin Huaichuan's deep eyes were a little hot, and he slightly curled his lips: "It's a girl."

Lu Jiuqi nodded.

"I remember the last time I saw you, you were still in high school."

Lu Jiuqi was stunned for a moment: "Have you seen me before?"

In her memory, she had no impression of seeing him at all.

Qin Huaichuan reminded: "Your eldest brother hosted a charity dinner."

Lu Jiuqi remembered it, but she didn't remember seeing him at the banquet at all.

"You are wearing a pleated skirt and sneakers, holding a lollipop in your mouth, and acting coquettishly with your brother."

Lu Jiuqi listened, and his face that had just calmed down turned red again.

She has an impression.

She wanted her brother to buy her a computer.

Her brother was afraid that she would be addicted to online games, so he was unwilling to buy it for her.

She pulled on his sleeve and stalked him.

Unexpectedly, Qin Huaichuan saw him.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

Qin Huaichuan said meaningfully: "It's been so many years, and you still like to wear sports shoes."

Lu Jiuqi lowered his head and saw that he was wearing white sneakers.

She smiled and said, "It feels comfortable to walk."

Then he raised his head and looked at him: "Well, what should I call you?"

Qin Huaichuan's beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly: "Call me..."

Brother Chuan or Brother will do.

However, before he could finish his words, she overtook him and said happily: "Just call me uncle, uncle."

Qin Huaichuan: "..."

uncle???

After being stunned for a moment, he still said: "..."

Does he look very old?

"Uncle, if you have something to do this afternoon, I can take a taxi and go back by myself."

Qin Huaichuan said calmly: "I'll give it to you."

Then he opened the door and got out of the car.

Lu Jiuqi looked at his tall back, feeling a little confused.

Why do you feel like he is unhappy?

Did she say something wrong?

Qin Huaichuan got into the driver's seat, started the engine, and raised his head slightly to look at his face in the rearview mirror.

He is twenty-eight years old and is called uncle by a nineteen-year-old girl.

It's because he can't keep up with the little girl's pace.

Or does he look older?

She is nine years older, so she will be called uncle?

He looked away, stepped on the accelerator, and drove towards Lu's house.

In less than half an hour, we arrived.

Lu Jiuqi got out of the car, walked outside the driver's seat and looked at Qin Huaichuan, with a smile on his face: "Uncle Qin, I'm leaving. Thank you for today."

Qin Huaichuan: "..."

The little girl also added the word "Qin" in front.

Inexplicably, it reminded him of his grandfather.

When he was in the mountains before, some villagers called his grandfather Uncle Qin.

He opened the car door, got out of the car, stood in front of her, looked at her condescendingly, pursed his lips, and said solemnly: "Don't call me uncle."

Lu Jiuqi looked at him very seriously: "But you should be able to be my uncle."

Qin Huaichuan: "..."

He had no words to reply.

Her thin lips pursed lightly: "Your sister calls me senior brother, and you call me uncle. Aren't the seniority lines confused?"

Lu Jiuqi said very stubbornly: "You and your sister are brothers and sisters in the same sect, so it is understandable to call them that. Then I don't belong to this mechanism, so I have to go by age, right? Besides, on TV, people in the same sect are eighteen or nineteen years old.

My little junior sister still has to call people in their fifties and sixties junior brother! So out of politeness, I should call you uncle."

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