Chapter 243 You're a little cripple, not a little mute.

"I'll eat with you all," Qiao Qiao said, turning to look at her brothers. Seeing them still gathered around the bed, waiting for Fang Zhengnan to dress her, a smile unconsciously crept onto her face, her mood uncontrollably good.

"What are you laughing at, little sister?" Qiao Xu asked, a smile also appearing on his lips when he saw the smile on Qiao Qiao's face.

"Seeing my brothers happy makes me so happy. I missed them so much these past few days while I was away," Qiao Qiao said earnestly.

Actually, this trip to Baoyi City only lasted about ten days, but because so many things happened, it felt like ten years had passed for Qiao Qiao.

When she saw the boys in Cishui Village, it was also the time when she missed her brothers the most.

As soon as Qiao Qiao finished speaking, her brothers laughed so hard their eyes disappeared from their teeth.

They rushed to present her with their treasures.

Qiao Hai said, "Little sister, I've saved up my allowance. After you finish breakfast, I'll take you to buy a gunpowder gun to play with! Those are so much fun!"

The gunpowder gun, also known as the "firecracker gun" in Qiaojia Village, was a favorite toy for boys during the Chinese New Year. The gunpowder ring was placed inside the gun, and when the trigger was pulled, the gunpowder would explode, which seemed particularly impressive to the boys.

"I think you just wanted to play this yourself, didn't you?" Qiao Kun teased from the side, "Your sister is afraid of firecrackers, and you still let her play this. You're such a good brother."

Seizing another opportunity, he pushed his younger brother to the back and darted in front of Qiao Qiao. He pinched her little face and said in a grown-up tone, "Hmm, not bad, little sister has gotten a bit fairer and fatter."

"..." Qiao Qiao.

If you don't know how to say it, you don't have to say it; there's no need to force an awkward compliment.

"My little sister just woke up, and you guys keep chattering away. It's so annoying. Little sister, how about I carry you to wash your face? Grandma made some delicious brown sugar glutinous rice cakes. They won't taste as good if they get cold later."

While Fang Zhengnan was putting the last coat on Qiao Qiao, Qiao Xu bent down and coaxed him.

Sweet and chewy, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fried brown sugar glutinous rice cakes.

Qiao Qiao's eyes lit up.

This definitely doesn't taste good when it's cold.

Qiao Qiao immediately stretched out her little arms to Qiao Xu and rushed into his arms: "Okay, Brother Xu, hug me."

Holding his sweet and soft little sister in his arms, Qiao Xu strode out of the house with the air of a victorious general.

While carrying the girl, Qiao Xu didn't forget to tell the three brothers behind him, "Take your sister's shoes!"

When Qiao Qiao was carried to the main room by Qiao Xu, a fire had already been lit inside.

Villagers are generally reluctant to burn coal for heating; they usually go to the mountains to collect wood stumps to burn instead.

The wooden stakes burn very well; small ones can burn for a day, and larger ones can burn for a day or two without any problem.

While such an open flame does produce warmth, it generates a lot of smoke, so it can only be burned in well-ventilated places like the main room.

Often, after spending a day in such a room, your body will not only turn black, but also smell of smoke.

In the main room of the Qiao family, there is now only an abandoned large iron pot with a wooden stake burning inside.

When Qiao Xu carried Qiao Qiao over, everyone sitting around the fire in the main room looked over.

"Third Uncle," Qiao Qiao called out first to Qiao Changhong, who was sitting by the fire, picking up charcoal from an iron bucket.

These charcoal pieces, if taken out and sealed in a closed space, can be burned again, making them suitable for use in rooms for heating.

"Hey! My little darling is back." Qiao Changhong wasn't good with words, and when he saw Qiao Qiao, he just chuckled.

Qiao Qiao smiled sweetly at him, then looked at Qiao Changdong and Fu Yu, who were also looking at her from not far away.

It's obvious.

Qiao Changdong was probably talking to Fu Yu alone.

Qiao Changdong's expression remained unchanged.

However, Fu Yu's expression was rather unpleasant, and even before she noticed her approaching, she appeared somewhat gloomy.

Qiao Qiao wondered if her father was talking to her about the man and woman she met at the hotel.

They returned in such a hurry that they didn't know who the other two were.

However, while they couldn't investigate the complex details, they still knew the personal information of those two people.

Nowadays, whether you're staying at a hotel or a guesthouse, you need a letter of introduction.

The letter of introduction will contain the individual's detailed information.

When checking in at the front desk, you need to register.

The hotel is owned by the company; getting the registration information is a piece of cake.

The two people booked two rooms, but they actually stayed together.

They all guessed that the two were most likely not a couple.

If you are a married couple, showing your marriage certificate is enough to book one room. There is really no need to book two rooms and sleep in one room. It's as redundant as taking off your pants to fart.

Of course, these are all just their guesses. The truth will only be known after further investigation, or by asking Fu Yu.

"Daddy, Brother Yu." Qiao Qiao squirmed in Qiao Xu's arms.

After Qiao Xu put her down, she walked to Fu Yu's side, glanced at his leg, and asked with concern, "Brother Yu, is your leg feeling better?"

Fu Yu looked at her, the gloom in her eyes disappeared, and she even smiled at her: "Yeah, much better."

He looked at her with concern in his eyes: "Is your sister hurt?"

Although Fang Zhengnan explained the situation after returning and knew that she was lucky to have been picked up, Fu Yu had been trafficked before and knew how bad those people were, so he still asked with concern.

"No." Qiao Qiao shook her head and snuggled into Qiao Changdong's arms.

She wasn't one to keep quiet, so she asked Fu Yu directly, "Brother Yu, we saw an aunt who looks a lot like you at a hotel in Baoyi City. Is that aunt someone you know?"

Qiao Qiao had heard Xiao Yuan recount the conversation between the two.

So when she asked that question, she was absolutely certain that the two people were people Fu Yu knew, but judging from what they were saying, they seemed to be hostile towards Fu Yu.

"Brother Yu, if you know anything, please tell us in advance so we can help you."

Seeing that Fu Yu's expression had turned ugly again, Qiao Qiao spoke up.

Those two came on menacingly, looking like they weren't to be trifled with.

If you really have some kind of grudge against Fu Yu, it's better to make preparations as soon as possible.

Fu Yu remained silent, his expression growing increasingly grim.

See here.

Qiao Qiao and Qiao Changdong didn't press him any further, waiting for him to think things through before telling them.

But he said he wouldn't force her.

A tiny bubble popped up on Qiao Qiao's forehead.

This time it's a little blue bubble. Inside the bubble, a little person wearing black-rimmed glasses is walking back and forth in front of a small blackboard, holding a ruler.

Above the blackboard, several large red characters flashed: "[Little Qiaoqiao's Classroom is Open Again!]"

The little figure dressed in an academic gown pointed at a line of words on the blackboard with a ruler, and gestured to the wooden puppet of [Fu Yu] standing in front of the blackboard.

He had an air of lecturing people.

The Qiao family was very curious about what the little guy was teaching people.

Qi Qi craned their necks and peered closer at the words on the blackboard.

The words read: Fu Yu, remember this: you're a little cripple, not a little mute!