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It's just that he didn't expect the old man to laugh like a child after hearing the half-truth and half-fake complaint from his uncle and grandmother: "What's the matter, I think the taste of this kid's tea is pretty good, and it's quite similar to mine."

While talking, the old man actually took the teapot and added a little tea to Zhen Jiabao's cup. Zhen Jiabao immediately held the cup with his hands and almost knelt down for the old man.

Which game was this played on?

The old lady looked at Zhen Jiabao's nervous look and patted her on the back with a smile, without explaining, she just said: "Don't look at your grandfather's serious face, in fact, he is very happy that you can come here."

After hearing what the old lady said, Zhen Jiabao couldn't believe it. Since entering the old man's yard, Zhen Jiabao felt uncomfortable all over. He always felt that the old man would lose his temper at him at some point.

Zhen Jiabao glanced at the old man furtively, but happened to bump into the old man who was also looking at him, and the two of them were a little embarrassed when their eyes collided.

The old man coughed lightly: "You brought this little girl here today just to make fun of me?"

Only then did the old lady restrain the smile on her face, and she straightened her expression and said seriously to the old man: "It's not that I am a younger brother and sister, but it's just that you call these two children back at this turmoil. It's not a good thing, you don't know how much this child has been wronged these two days."

The old lady started complaining about herself again. Although Zhen Jiabao felt that she had indeed been tortured mentally in the Zheng family these two days, if Zhen Jiabao had a choice, she would rather suffer those tortures and the messy Zheng family. Relatives Zhou Xuan is also unwilling to face the current situation.

What if the old man really felt that he was pretending to be pitiful?Zhen Jiabao felt that although he had indeed endured the unreasonable flattery and temptations of a group of people headed by his fourth aunt these two days, but on the face of it, he did not suffer any grievances.

So Zhen Jiabao immediately waved his hands and forced a sweet smile: "What my uncle and grandmother said is exaggerated. Although I have just come into contact with those things about preparing birthday banquets, these are what I should do, so there is no grievance at all."

The more Zhen Jiabao carefully disregarded the relationship, the more the old lady felt sorry for her. She looked at the old man as if saying: "Just see, how wronged this child has been."

Seeing Zhen Jiabao like this, the old man turned his head in embarrassment, and the beard on his lips trembled.

"I know it in my heart. I called them back. Who really has the guts to blatantly bully the Zheng family? It's just some small thoughts. It's not like you and I haven't seen each other before."

Why can't this little girl bear it?The old man sneaked another glance at Zhen Jiabao, and then quickly turned away from his sight, and generally stopped looking at him in anger.

The old lady sighed deeply: "That's what I said, but you haven't gotten close to that child for so many years. Do you know what they are thinking when they suddenly called him back this year?"

Hearing the old lady's complaints, the old man just picked up his teacup and took a big sip, showing an attitude that it had nothing to do with him.

The uncle and grandmother saw the old man's reluctance and knew that he must have been caressing in his heart, so he didn't dare to persuade him further. After all, only the head of the Zheng family has the right to decide about the management and property of the Zheng family. , no matter how good her relationship with the old man was, she never had a chance to speak.

"That's all right. I know that elder brother must have his own thoughts in his heart, but no matter what, I must first make it clear—no matter what elder brother thinks in his heart, don't wrong that child."

After hearing this, the old man suddenly put down the teacup in his hand, and there was a crisp sound when the bottom of the delicately crafted white porcelain cup touched the saucer. The old man slowly closed his eyelids halfway, his expression suddenly became ethereal.

"...Why isn't the meal ready? How long has it been?"

Zhen Jiabao originally thought that the old man was going to respond to his uncle's grandmother's words. Either she couldn't understand the meaning behind the uncle's grandmother's words, or she was persuading the old man not to let Helian Quan be wronged, and she looked forward to the old man's response. Hope it.

It's just that the old man paused for a while, but only choked out such a sentence, which almost made the cup in Zhen Jiabao's hand drop.

But the old man turned a blind eye to Zhen Jiabao's shock, he stood up and went to his small kitchen to urge the chef to speed up, obviously avoiding what his uncle and grandmother said just now.

Seeing this, my uncle and grandmother couldn't persuade her anymore, she could only exhale lightly, put her old hand on Zhen Jiabao's leg, and patted it lightly twice for comfort.

Zhen Jiabao smiled wryly, becoming more and more confused about what kind of thoughts and attitudes the old man had towards him and He Lianquan, or what purpose the old man had in calling himself and Helian Quan to Zheng's house this time.

The old lady and Zhen Jiabao were left by the old man to eat a light meal. After all, the old man was getting old, and now he had some signs of diabetes, so the meals in the kitchen were very light, and Zhen Jiabao ate very painfully - except for the diet He was not used to it, and had to accept the complicated gazes that the old man cast on him from time to time. Zhen Jiabao was walking on eggshells, and he didn't dare to raise his head at all.

The meal was not very cheerful. Zhen Jiabao was still eating what she thought was a tasteless dish with a painful face. The old man over there put down his chopsticks and listened to him From the sound of chopsticks, one can guess that the old man must be in a bad mood.

That's right, the sound when he put down the chopsticks almost made Zhen Jiabao's hands tremble.

"I'm done eating."

As soon as the old man said this, Zhen Jiabao quickly put down the chopsticks in his hand and wiped his mouth: "I'm ready to eat too."

With an imperceptible smile on the old lady's face, she glanced at Zhen Jiabao's rice bowl - there was at least half a bowl of brown rice left in it, but judging by the expression on Zhen Jiabao's face, she would definitely not eat it again One bite away.

"Brother, you can see that this child's eating habits are similar to yours. I heard that this child likes spicy food and has a strong taste. Isn't it similar to yours?"

The uncle and grandma tried to test Zhen Jiabao's favorability in front of the old man, and Zhen Jiabao gave the old man a slightly surprised look - so it turned out that the old man was unhappy because he didn't like to eat these things?
The old man still seemed to be upset, and snorted lightly: "So what, I can't eat what I like now, you brought this girl here and I will suffer with me, It's better to bring him back earlier."

A few black lines drooped from Zhen Jiabao's forehead—why does this old man change his temper at will?

The old lady didn't like the old man at all, she wiped her mouth gracefully after finishing the food in the bowl in front of her slowly, stood up and didn't talk to the old man after the meal, seeing the situation He was about to take Zhen Jiabao and leave immediately.

I don't know what's going on, obviously the old man's words meant to let the old lady and Zhen Jiabao leave first, but the old lady wanted to take Zhen Jiabao out of here, but the old man stood up from his seat, as if he wanted to As if he couldn't open his mouth to keep him, he stared helplessly at his uncle and grandmother, speechless.

"Brother, what's the matter, but it's just a matter of these few steps, why would you send us off, this girl and I just happened to take a walk after dinner to digest food."

The old lady stuffed Zhen Jiabao's hand to her side and clamped it with her arms. Zhen Jiabao couldn't adapt to the habit of getting along with the two old people for a while, so he was taken away by the old lady in a dilemma. He and the old man nodded.

It wasn't until he was taken away from the old man's yard for a while that Zhen Jiabao asked tentatively: "Granduncle, grandma, I always feel that grandpa is not happy today, so you took me there, isn't it a bit bad?"

Zhen Jiabao was worried that the unauthorized actions of himself and his uncle and grandmother would cause the old man to criticize him and Helian Quan, but the old lady waved her hand, telling Zhen Jiabao not to worry.

"Brother has always been like this. He has been alone for so many years. I know the severity."

Only then did Zhen Jiabao feel relieved, but he became more and more worried about the days after He Lianquan came to Zheng's house.

My uncle and grandmother took Zhen Jiabao to toss around for a long time today, and now she was a little tired and wanted to go back to rest, so she asked Zhen Jiabao to take her back to her residence, and then let Zhen Jiabao go back to hold the birthday banquet with her aunt alone.

Zhen Jiabao saw his uncle and grandmother lying on the bed before leaving with peace of mind, but when he left the residence of his uncle and grandmother, he encountered an unexpected guest.

Zheng Cheng, whom he had met a long time ago, was standing on the only way Zhen Jiabao had to go out, waiting for Zhen Jiabao with a sullen expression.

Zhen Jiabao knew at a glance that Zheng Cheng must be deliberately waiting to block him, and seeing his face... Zhen Jiabao secretly clenched his fists for fear that Zheng Cheng would suddenly do something radical to him.

And even if Zheng Cheng didn't want to do something to him, he definitely didn't have any kindness. Zhen Jiabao felt the cold aura emanating from Zheng Cheng, and took it seriously with 12 points of energy.

"It seems that you really have good intentions. You are waiting here in case I don't notice you. I'm really flattered."

Zhen Jiabao pre-empted the strike, and in order to maintain his momentum, he first spoke to Zheng Cheng with a smile.

Zheng Cheng didn't mean to answer Zhen Jiabao's words, but frowned and stared at Zhen Jiabao's smiling face seriously.

"You shouldn't come to Zheng's house. Grandpa is already old. Even if you make up your mind, you shouldn't hit grandpa."

Listening to what Zheng Cheng said, Zhen Jiabao should be able to understand Zheng Cheng's meaning even if he has no brains. thoughts.

Zhen Jiabao was about to be laughed out of anger. He had heard that Zheng Cheng was raised by the old man's side since he was a child. It seemed that he really "cared" about the old man.