He is warm with time

Chapter 5 Doll Kiss 3
Ji Xi can actually take charge of things on his own outside, but the old lady is still worried and keeps telling her.

"Xiao Xi, don't be afraid of anything outside, you have time to go home, and you have Ji's house."

"Others have bullied you, remember, it is never too late for a good man to take revenge for ten years, don't be defeated, the most important thing is to protect yourself."

"The leader is mad at you. You have to come back and tell grandma. Grandma will smash the company for you. When the time comes, we will be the leaders ourselves..."

The old man held his forehead to see what they were talking about.

"Xiao Xi works in a museum." She said it as if she was abusing someone.

"Museum?" She thought for a while, "How about we build one ourselves."

"Our curator is very nice, grandma, don't worry."

They walked away, and the old lady was thinking about a possibility in her mind, and finally the more she thought about it, the more feasible it became.

She hurried back to the room, and the old man's voice echoed behind her: "What are you doing?"

"Go back to the room and send a message." There was a smile in the voice.

The old man smiled, let her do whatever she pleases.
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On the way to school, Shi Yi's cell phone rang suddenly, but he didn't move.

Ji Xi reminded him.

He said, "It's okay, let's see later."

When we arrived at school, it was indeed his grandma who sent me a message.

He typed a few words and put the phone away.

The old lady in the old house has been staring at the phone, whether the phone is broken, why is there no response.

"Oh, old time..." She was about to find old man Shi when she heard a 'ding'.

There is news coming in.

[My unlovable grandson]: It has been built.

This is the old lady's note to Shi Yi.

When she was a child, Shi Yi was Ruanmeng and cute, especially those grape-like eyes, twinkling and twinkling, really likable.

But as time passed, and the older he got, Yi didn't like to laugh at this moment.

Mrs. Shi felt that the contrast was a bit big.

The granddaughter of the old Ji's family next door has a sweet smile. The old lady gives her candy all day long, and her big eyes are squinted so that people can see that her heart is sweet.

"Thank you grandma."

How cute, how cute.

The old lady's heart melted when she saw it.

And her grandson's favorite thing is to visit with his mother, and always have candy in his pocket.

Now she is more and more sure that she made the right choice for her two children at that time.

WeChat interface chat content.

The top one shows that the time is yesterday afternoon: "When will you bring my Bao'er back?"

——"At noon tomorrow."

——"It's almost noon now, have you picked up my baby yet?"

According to the latest news, the time is [-]:[-].

——Let's build one ourselves, so Xiaoxi won't be so busy in the future.

The old lady thought very well in her heart, and if she had free time, whether or not to get engaged could be put on the agenda.

Engagement comes, can marriage be far behind?
Sure enough, it was a brilliant note.

The more the old lady thought about it, the more she admired herself.

- already built.

The old lady seemed to have a chicken blood in an instant, "You boy, it's okay. If you are enlightened, you are my grandson."

He praised his grandson, and he didn't forget to bring his old lady, and his heart was full of joy.

"Send me the address and I'll check it out."

The old man was reading in the study, only to hear his wife's happy voice: "Prepare the car."

"What are you going for?"

"Go to the museum to see. My grandson said that it has been built and is currently being renovated. I have to keep an eye on them, and I can't let them slow down."

Old man: "..."

Finally, the old couple went out together.
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Coming out of school, Ji Xi still felt very unreal.

Her job was robbed.

Originally, she was a distinguished professor of the Department of Archeology, but later, he took a look at the roster of students in the class and felt that she was more suitable for the Department of Fine Arts.

(End of this chapter)