Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Qin Yiren was silent for a moment, recalling the communication between himself and Mrs. Bo, and said nervously: "Generally... I also do the same."

"You have done everything you can. If grandma is still not satisfied, it's her fault, not yours."

Bojiu patted her on the shoulder, smiled slightly and said, "Fortunately, the old man and I are not as stubborn as grandma, and we will try not to let you meet grandma in the future, and things can always be resolved..."

Not finished.

The servant knocked on the door: "Miss, the old lady brought Miss Song here."

"... Huh?" Bo Jiu jumped up from the sofa, and said with an embarrassed expression: "Oh no, no, it seems that the old man and I slipped away from the family dinner ahead of time, and the old lady came to ask us to ask for help."

Qin Yiren smiled wryly in silence: "Then, what should I do now?"

"Don't panic, sister, I will protect you!"

Bojiu patted his chest to promise, and led her quietly to the railing of the corridor, leaning over to look down.

this time.

Bo Jingxing and Mrs. Bo met face to face, and they were helplessly listening to the old lady's lecture. Song Keke carefully reconciled in the middle, trying to ease the old lady's anger.

however.

The effect is minimal.

The old lady seemed to have just returned from a family banquet, leaning on a red sandalwood cane in her hand, knocked heavily on the floor, and said angrily:

"Jing Xing, oh Jing Xing, I think you are really fascinated by that vixen. Your father's rebellious son and Jiuer are all outrageous. They just slipped away from the family banquet like this. How will others talk about our family after seeing it? ?”

Bao Jingxing stepped forward to hold the old lady's arm, helped her to sit down on the sofa, and said patiently: "You said it was a family banquet, and everyone present was surnamed Bo, how could anyone talk about us?"

"Hmph, you think of the good of people, but it's definitely not as simple as you think!"

The old lady sat down on the sofa angrily, and looked at the empty hall with an uneasy expression, "Where is that little girl? Call her out, I want to ask her, did she want to call you away from the family banquet on purpose?" Demonstrating with my old lady?"

upstairs.

Qin Yiren, who was named, was very sad, looking at Bojiu with an innocent face, shaking her head like a rattle, showing that she had no such scheming at all.

Bojiu looked at her sympathetically, knowing that she was telling the truth, but it's a pity that the old lady didn't believe it or not.

downstairs.

Bo Jingxing rubbed his forehead with quite a headache, and said in a warm voice, "Grandma, you know that I never like occasions like family banquets. Yiren didn't mean to disrespect you, and I didn't intend to use me to demonstrate to you. I am I want to come back and see her."

"You think for yourself? I think she made you think so?"

Old Mrs. Bo was furious, she didn't rub the sand in her eyes at all, and Lao Cheng solemnly ordered: "You call her out, what's the matter, are you afraid that grandma will eat her?"

Bao Jingxing pondered for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "You can't eat her, but Yi Ren is soft-tempered, I'm afraid you will scare her."

"Listen! Listen to what you're talking about!"

Mrs. Bo's eyes widened, and she dissed bluntly: "You bring back such a girl, there is no advantage other than coaxing you around, I don't think you scare me, you are afraid that I, an old lady, will scare her ?”

Hear the old lady's evaluation of herself with her own ears.

Qin Yiren lowered his eyes and pursed his lips in embarrassment.

Although she didn't have time to prepare in advance, as Bojiu said, she did her best when dealing with the old lady alone.

But after all, she is not from such an aristocratic family as the Bo family. Even if she is more careful, she may still not be considerate in etiquette, and she will not be able to see Mrs. Bo's discerning eyes.

Bojiu was sobbing, "Xiaoqian, don't listen to the old lady's high standards, she now recognizes Ke Ke as her granddaughter-in-law, even if she invites her to come back from the Qing Dynasty, she will still despise him for being old."

Qin Yiren smiled thoughtfully, looked at the tense atmosphere in the hall, and asked hesitantly: "Can Jing Xing handle it? Why don't I go down and meet the old lady?"

"Don't, don't, I advise you not to."

Bo Jiu grabbed her, and continued in a low voice: "Think about it, Jing Xing is the only grandson of the Bo family, what can grandma do to him? It's just to scold him, boy, he's very thick-skinned , don't care."

Qin Yiren hesitated to speak, he couldn't bear to let Bao Jingxing face the old lady's scolding alone, but he was really afraid of the old lady, so he stood in front of the railing and looked down secretly.

Just like Bojiu's plan, Bo Jingxing didn't want her to show up.

Forcibly ignoring the old lady's request, he said in a gentle and gentle manner: "Grandma, Yiren came from Jianghai to the capital to meet your old man. Let's talk about it another day, okay?"

"Rest? Now?" Mrs. Bo tapped her crutches again, and said angrily, "It's nothing big or small. I, an old lady, haven't rested yet. Is it the little girl's turn to rest? I see, that girl did it on purpose." Pretending to be weak, let you, a heartless heart, feel sorry for her!"

"Grandma, you are not in good health, don't get angry."

Song Keke stood nervously by the side, beckoning the servant to pour water quickly: "Brother Jing Xing, don't say a few words, since grandma wants to see Miss Qin, let her meet, do you really want grandma to come out in a hurry?" Are you sick?"

It seemed to be in line with Song Keke's words.

Mrs. Bo leaned on the sofa seemingly weakly, raised her hand and patted her chest gently, she no longer looked full of anger just now.

Bao Jingxing: "..."

Even though he knew that his grandma was acting, but it was difficult for him to expose him as a junior, and he even had to cooperate with him to ask for warmth, which was really too difficult.

He took the water glass brought by the servant.

Bo Jingxing personally took a few pills for Mrs. Bo, and explained respectfully: "Grandma, I really like Yiren, please understand my feelings."

"I understand your mood, who will understand my mood?"

Mrs. Bo sighed quietly, and suddenly changed her style of painting: "Your grandfather died early, I brought up your father so hard, and finally saw him marry a wife and have children, and the daughter-in-law is short-lived, and now I will wait until you get married Give birth, and you refuse to listen to grandma, what's the point of grandma living?"

No one can bear the pressure of this series of filial piety.

Hearing this from hiding, Bo Jiu felt sorry for him, he looked around for a while and didn't see the old man rushing over, he thought that Jiang was still old and spicy, it's too bad that Jing Xing didn't slip away!

"Sister, this can't work, I'd better meet the old lady."