The reborn sweet wife is so good at flirting, the abstinent Qi Ye fell into the trap

"What... why do you say that!" Liang Qiuying held her face with both hands, as if she wanted to use the temperature of her palms to quickly cool down her hot cheeks, but the effect was obviously not very good: "Really! What on earth is he doing? It’s going to be like that!”

Liang Qiuying walked around in the yard, mumbling.

Mr. Chen, who was sitting in the pavilion making tea by the stove, just watched her walking around and around. When the tea was almost ready, he called Liang Qiuying: "Girl, you're making me dizzy." , just like the donkey pulling the mill, come here and have a rest!"

The blush on Liang Qiuying's face immediately spread to her neck when she heard the sound. She entered the pavilion with some embarrassment and sat on Mr. Chen's left hand side: "I'm sorry, Grandpa Chen. I like to walk around when I have something I can't figure out. Go ahead, I’m sorry.”

"It's okay." Old Chen handed the cattail leaf fan in his hand to Liang Qiuying: "Watch the fire."

"Okay." With yesterday's experience, Liang Qiuying looks much more skillful today.

Mr. Chen turned the sweet potatoes over on the grill, moved the persimmons, pulled the chestnuts and small potatoes, and finally adjusted the direction of the teapot.

Mr. Chen adjusted his sitting posture and let out a pleasant hum.

The rich aroma overflows with the curls of light smoke, the charcoal crackles under the stove, and the warm temperature makes people relax.

Liang Qiuying fanned the fan in her hand and felt much calmer.

"The temperature difference between day and night is huge here. Winter comes early and leaves late. Although the climate is better than that of Beicheng, it is no better than that of Nancheng. If you have any discomfort, just tell me." Mr. Chen spoke slowly, his voice was low and casual, With the care and greetings of the older generation, and his unique stubborn temper: "Lest you get sick yourself, and the little fish blames me for not taking good care of you."

"Thank you Grandpa Chen for your concern. I'm adapting well." Liang Qiuying smiled heartlessly, then looked at the sweet potatoes that had opened on the grill, swallowed her saliva and asked, "Grandpa Chen, Can I eat sweet potatoes?”

"Eat, I'm not stopping you." Mr. Chen said nonchalantly.

"It's not that I..." Liang Qiuying's tone was a little more twisted.

Mr. Chen glanced at her and pointed to the smallest roasted sweet potato: "It's just appropriate."

"Hehe, that's fine." Liang Qiuying fanned the fire a few more times, then took the hot sweet potato and carefully peeled off the already cracked red coat, revealing the golden sweet potato pulp inside and the surface of the sweet potato pulp. There is also baked syrup hanging on top, which is very shiny and attractive.

"I'll get it to him." Liang Qiuying said hello to Mr. Chen and sent the roasted sweet potatoes to Ji Mingli.

When Mr. Chen saw this, he just chuckled, squinted at the oven, and yawned warmly.

While half asleep and half awake, Mr. Chen felt a pair of slightly cool hands covering his eyes, and then a familiar and reassuring voice came: "Guess who I am?"

"Who is it? Let me guess." Mr. Chen curled his lips: "Huahua?"

"How could I be Huahua!" Bai Xinyu withdrew her hand and said speechlessly: "Huahua is a pig!"

"Haha." Mr. Chen watched with a smile as Bai Xinyu sat down opposite him, and then skillfully took the hot chestnuts. While blowing the cool air, he peeled off the hard and thick coat of the chestnuts, and ate it in one bite, filling his mouth with a dense aroma. Sweet.

"It's delicious." Bai Xinyu nodded: "It tastes just like when I was a kid."

"You have been a greedy cat since you were a child, and you haven't changed now." Mr. Chen smiled and pointed at the plump persimmon: "This is delicious."

"Don't eat yet." Bai Xinyu glanced at the room where Ji Mingli was sent into yesterday: "How is he?"

"It's nothing serious. After two or three months of careful rest, he will be full of energy." Mr. Chen paused for a moment before continuing: "But he has cold syndrome accumulated over many years. Although it is not a problem for the time being, if it takes another five years, The internal organs and joints will begin to show."

"Cold syndrome?" Bai Xinyu was slightly startled: "Is it serious?"

Mr. Chen did not directly answer Bai Xinyu's words, but just sighed slowly: "Let's put it this way, unless he suffered long-term abuse as a child, he would not have such severe cold syndrome."

Bai Xinyu's heart sank when he heard the sound: "Can it be cured?"

"It has been so many years, and it is a childhood illness. It is difficult to completely cure it, and he may not cooperate." Mr. Chen shook his head: "You also saw it yesterday. He has more than [-] large and small spots on his body. Injuries, new injuries stacked on top of old ones, the scar on the chest is less than three centimeters away from the heart.

It's difficult to let a person who doesn't care about his life cherish his life. "

After hearing this, Bai Xinyu took a deep breath and shook his head.

"It would be better if you let that little earthworm stop the loss in time." Mr. Chen pointed at the room with the closed door with the fan Yaoyao in his hand: "If things continue like this, you will become a widow sooner or later if you get married, regardless of choosing a husband. At least it can’t be short-lived.”

"Her name is Liang Qiuying, not a little earthworm." Bai Xinyu corrected Mr. Chen's name, and then smiled weakly: "I will mention it to her."

"Why are the names different? The name is just a code name." Mr. Chen disagreed, and then asked as if he remembered something: "How is it over there at the Wu family? Is it lively?"

"It's okay. There weren't many guests here yesterday, but it should be lively today." Bai Xinyu nodded, his eyes sinking slightly: "Those who should come, those who shouldn't come, I'm afraid no one will be left behind."

"Oh? Is there something in your words?" Chen Lao heard the sound and looked at Bai Xinyu: "Who did you see?"

"I saw brother and sister Yu Wenzhi." Bai Xinyu then sorted out the relationship between Wu Yun and brother and sister Yu Wenzhi: "Although Aunt Wu is kind-hearted and brother and sister Yu Wenzhi are also good, but when they get together... I don't know if it will happen. There will be guests who gossip, and the brother and sister have sensitive personalities, so I hope we don’t embarrass them."

"It's okay." Mr. Chen smiled: "Anyway, you will mind your own business. As long as you are here, nothing will happen."

"It doesn't sound like you are praising me." Bai Xinyu smiled and took the fan from Mr. Chen's hand. While fanning the stove, he called Ji Yunyue, who had accompanied him, to come and sit with him.

When Ji Yunyue heard Bai Xinyu's invitation, she sat next to Bai Xinyu and nodded respectfully to Mr. Chen.

"That guy from Lao Wu is back?" Mr. Chen glanced at Ji Yunyue.

"Yes, the Fifth Master is back." Ji Yunyue lowered her eyes slightly: "I saw him yesterday."

"Yesterday you said at the airport that you had something to do and you went to see the Fifth Master?" Bai Xinyu suddenly realized.

"Yes." Ji Yunyue nodded before continuing: "Fifth Master said he would come to visit you as soon as he is done with his work."

"Get busy. By the time he is done, new grass will grow on my grave." Mr. Chen sneered and disapproved.

At this time, a burst of hearty laughter came from the door of Yaoshenju: "Haha, you can't be buried so easily! Don't worry, I guess you can still stand in front of my grave and scold me for being disobedient after I die. !Hahaha!"