A great director who grew up happily

Chapter 315 Qiao Weidong goes crazy: Chen Jinnian, I'm going to chop you up

After finishing her classes at Nengcheng Education, Song Qian went to the supermarket to pick out a big durian and took it home to make durian chicken for Qiao Yingzi. She was in a very good mood as she was greeted by smiling neighbors along the way.

Until I saw that sneaky figure, Qiao Weidong, at the entrance of the corridor.

"Oh, where did the sun come out from today? President Qiao actually came to our Shuxiang Yayuan in person. What a rare guest." Song Qian said sarcastically, and her good mood just disappeared completely.

Qiao Weidong straightened up and adjusted his suit. "Song Qian, don't bully me. I'm not here to argue with you. I'm here to see Yingzi."

"If you want to see Yingzi, just go upstairs. I'm not asking you to see her."

"But I don't have an access card. Yingzi won't open the door for me when I ring the doorbell, and the new neighbors won't let me in either." Qiao Weidong complained. He really had no temper at all.

The residents of Shuxiang Yayuan change so frequently that he finally got to know everyone last year, but they all moved out during the summer vacation, and the new residents wouldn't let him in at all.

At this time last year, he was brought in by Chen Jinnian, but he was not so lucky today.

"It's impossible that Yingzi won't open the door for you. Yingzi is at home. She didn't tell me she was going out to play. Is she sleeping?" Song Qian said as she swiped her card to open the door and took out her cell phone to check if there were any unread messages.

Qiao Weidong, quick-witted and quick-handed, quickly propped up the door and walked in. "Finally, I'm in. This broken door control system can't stop thieves, but I have a way to stop them."

At the same time, he ran quickly and helped press the upstairs button before Song Qian pressed the elevator.

After Song Qian confirmed that Qiao Yingzi hadn't sent her a message, she put down her phone and glanced at Qiao Weiding strangely, "I haven't seen you for a few weeks. When did you become so perceptive?"

"hey-hey"

Qiao Weidong smiled and didn't say anything. Instead, he looked into the corridor and said, "The houses are all rented out."

"Of course it's rented out, especially the one on the second floor where Lin Lei'er lived. It's very popular. As soon as Tong Wenjie moved out, a family moved in, hoping to share in the good fortune."

Song Qian was quite happy when talking about this matter. After all, being able to collect two extra months' rent was unexpected money. Together with the friendly price she gave to Tong Wenjie last year, she made back the shortfall.

The tenants of Shuxiang Yayuan are seasonal. They rent from September to May of the following year, a total of nine months. The remaining three months are vacant periods. Sometimes the lease expires at the end of May, and the landlord will tacitly allow the tenant to stay for a week or two until the college entrance examination is over. After all, if they are driven out in a hurry, no new tenants will come.

After the two men reached the fourth floor and opened the door, before they could shout, they heard movement coming from the closed bathroom door.

"Yingzi, are you clean? Rinse your legs and buttocks twice more."

"Chen Jinnian, don't stand and talk without a backache. My waist is almost broken from exhaustion. How come it's not clean? If you don't believe me, just touch it. I've washed it several times."

"Nonsense, it's like I'm not tired. It's been an hour, and my waist hurts too. Okay, give me the towel, I'll help you wipe it."

"Oh, be gentle, why are you so clumsy?"

"I know. Even though it's my first time, I've watched it several times and have studied it thoroughly. Hey, why is it so small? It looked quite big just now."

"Slow down, don't rub it, it will be big in two years."

As Chen Jinnian and Qiao Yingzi chatted with each other, Song Qian and Qiao Weidong, two experienced people, looked like they had just started a dyeing factory, with their faces changing from white to blue and then to red. It was hard to imagine that humans had the ability to change colors like a chameleon.

Song Qian held onto the wall and fell to the ground weakly. Her eyes were empty and lifeless. It was not that she could not accept Qiao Yingzi looking for that friend, but at least she had to be picky. Even rabbits don't eat grass near their burrows.

As for Qiao Weidong, he was not in a much better condition. He felt like he was trapped in a huge bronze bell, and Chen Jinnian was holding a wooden stick as thick as a bowl, hitting the bell with a loud bang, which made his blood rush up, his veins bulge, and even the floor under his feet shake from side to side.

There was only one thought in his mind, he wanted to chop Chen Jinnian to pieces alive.

Qiao Weidong staggered to the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife and rushed to the bathroom. He was furious and his eyes were bloodshot. His small eyes were at their peak of brightness. They had never been so wide open in almost fifty years.

Song Qian still retained a bit of rationality and knew that she couldn't let Qiao Weidong pull her around, so she struggled to stand up and try to stop him.

But it was too late. At this time, Qiao Weiding was like a mad bull. Nothing could stop him. He took two quick steps, as if possessed by Nie Feng, and raised his foot like a thunderbolt.

With a loud bang, the bathroom door was kicked open.

Qiao Wei raised the kitchen knife high and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Chen Jinnian, I..."

The sound suddenly stopped, like the most violent background music reaching its climax, click, the power went out, and the raised kitchen knife also stopped in its place.

"Stop, Qiao Weidong, Yingzi is my life, if you dare to touch her..."

At this moment, Song Qian rushed up from behind, hugged Qiao Weidong's fat waist tightly, and shouted like crazy, tears about to flow out, but she tilted her head and saw the two people in the room, blinked, not knowing whether to continue crying.

Don’t cry, the emotions are all set up just right, but if you want to cry, what should you cry about?

The imagined scene did not appear in the bathroom.

Chen Jinnian and Qiao Yingzi were squatting on the ground in neat clothes, with several basins of warm water beside them. They both turned their heads to look at the door, looking in shock at the two people who rushed in with knives.

The little kitten in my hand twisted and turned in the towel, pried its head out, and meowed cutely twice to express its dissatisfaction with the bath.

"Are the rules in your family so strict? Even if you don't allow cats, you won't kill them all, right?" Chen Jinnian said, staring at the shining kitchen knife.

"Ah, no."

Qiao Yingzi was also confused. She planned to raise a cat, and wanted to keep it at home. Naturally, she had considered Song Qian's acceptance level. In her memory, her grandmother also raised a cat in the past, and nothing seemed to have happened.

"Dad, why are you here? And what are you doing now? I can't even keep a cat in my own home."

"No, no." Qiao Weidong quickly put down the knife and hid it behind his back. "I'm just taking a look. You guys go ahead and do your own thing." After saying that, he pushed the embarrassed Song Qian out.

"have a look."

Chen Jinnian said in disbelief, the bathroom door was kicked in, and he just came in to take a look.

He handed the cat and towel in his hand to Qiao Yingzi, then stood up with his hand on his waist. His back and waist ached from being so tired from washing the kitten. Chen Jinnian shook the shaky door twice, picked up his cell phone and called Wang Yidi.

"Yidi, have you bought the right cat bed and cage? Oh, don't worry, just pick something nice. One more thing, tell Ji Yangyang to buy a door. Yes, you heard right, a bathroom door. It should be a universal size. Um, I'll measure it carefully and send it to you later."

Before Chen Jinnian hung up the phone, Qiao Weidong's wailing could be heard from the living room again.