The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

Two hours passed...

Mrs. Yun greeted me with a smile at the beginning, but gradually became a little irritable.

These old ladies really have no eyesight at all. They haven't had a good chat with their granddaughter-in-law yet, but they are doing a good job of chatting with each other about anecdotes from their parents' families to the entertainment industry.

Don't talk too happily.

"Hahaha, that's so funny. When you meet such an ignorant person, you should tear off her hypocritical mask on the spot. Qingqing, you did the right thing!"

"Hey, Sister Yun, why don't you laugh? How fun!"

An old lady finally noticed something was wrong. She saw everyone laughing, but Old Lady Yun looked unhappy.

"I'm still laughing? You've already finished three pots of tea. Are you here to celebrate my birthday or are you here to listen to gossip and read my faces?"

Other old ladies:…

"What's the difference? We used to get together and chat like this. Why can't we do it today?"

Mrs. Yun took Fang Qingqing's hand that was being held by someone else.

"My granddaughter-in-law, after a two-hour flight, she didn't even take a breath when she got here. She was pestered by you to talk. After talking for so long, oh, she's not her own child and she doesn't feel sorry for her. Don't you feel sorry for her? , I feel bad!”

"Grandma, I'm not tired."

Fang Qingqing was talking right on top, but her mind fell to the side. He didn't understand what Mrs. Yun meant clearly, so he comforted her instead.

Mrs. Yun blinked hard at her.

"Grandma, what's wrong with your eyes? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Fang Qingqing leaned over and asked with concern.

Mrs. Yun:...

Fang Qingqing smiled and took her arm to check her eyes.

"Hey, aren't you jealous? Your granddaughter-in-law only chatted with us and not you?"

One of the old ladies very keenly grasped the reason why the old sisters were depressed.

Being poked into her thoughts, Mrs. Yun couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"What nonsense? I just feel sorry for the child."

Yun Yan could see clearly from the sidelines that he knew what grandma was thinking. He turned to look at Xiao Yun Sheng who was playing Sudoku and said:

"Qingqing, Shengsheng is sleepy, please take him to bed."

Xiao Yunsheng, who was focusing on Sudoku, raised his head in surprise when he heard this. His expression said: I'm not sleepy. Look how big my eyes are and how energetic I am.

Yun Yan raised his chin: No, you are sleepy.

The next second, Xiao Yunsheng held his chin and began to fall asleep.

Fang Qingqing:? ? ?

"Okay then, grandmas, let's talk about it next time. I haven't told the story of my duel with White Lotus yet. This is the most exciting part."

"Okay, okay, we're waiting for you. Go and put the child to sleep."

The grandmothers watched Fang Qingqing leave with smiles and sighed: "What a good boy. Not many young people nowadays are willing to chat with us old ladies."

"Who says it's not the case? Thinking back to when we were young, we could gossip all day long when we got together."

When Fang Qingqing came over, Xiao Yunsheng glanced at her with squinted eyes.

"Sleep...where should I sleep?"

Fang Qingqing is a new arrival and doesn't even know the color of the door in the back room.

"I'll take you."

Yun Yan stood up, picked up Yun Sheng who was pretending to be sleeping, handed her to Fang Qingqing, and led the way.

Fang Qingqing:......

What a good husband. I leave all the heavy work to her.

Uncle Hong led them to the bedroom on the second floor.

"Knowing that you are coming, the old lady has packed up the room a long time ago, and it is filled with the young master's favorite toys. Your and the young madam's rooms are right next door, so it is convenient for you to take care of them."

Yun Yan smiled lightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Hong."

"It should be." Uncle Hong smiled and exited the room.

Xiao Yunsheng, who was lying on the bed, suddenly sat up when he heard the door closing.

"You didn't sleep?"

Fang Qingqing sat beside the bed and looked at the father and son in confusion.

"Yes, little stepmother, I know for the first time today that you are so eloquent." Xiao Yunsheng held up his chin and looked at her.

Fang Qingqing touched her nose sheepishly.

"Aren't you trying to make grandma look embarrassed? I can't really be looked down upon by others, right? If they look down on me, they will think there is something wrong with grandma's vision. That means there is something wrong with me, but there is nothing wrong with me. , of course I have to support the scene."

Yun Yan looked down at her with a smile on his lips: "Actually, it doesn't have to be so hard. No one dares to gossip about the Yun family's affairs."

"Two different things!"

Fang Qingqing lay back and fell directly on the bed:

"Whether they dare or not is one thing, whether they have it in mind is another. Grandma is such a sensitive person. It would be so sad if she realized that others were not so close to her because of this."

Yun Yan looked at her deeply, she was thinking about his family.

He walked over, sat down, bent down and rubbed her head, "Thank you for your hard work. Eat more lunch."

Yun Sheng obediently looked at the unusual atmosphere conveyed between her parents, turned her head, and fell asleep in a second.

Fang Qingqing turned to look at Yun Yan: "Have you really never thought about the impact of marrying you, a person with no identity and background like me?"

Yun Yan thought for a moment, "It's not like I haven't thought about it."

"What are the consequences?"

The man chuckled and said dotingly: "Wouldn't the consequence be that I accompany you on more hot searches? There's nothing wrong with that."

Fang Qingqing:......

That's so easy to say, you'd better think so.

"If I don't have any plans for the afternoon, I'm going to go out." She said, clasping her fingernails, thinking about business.

"I don't have any special arrangements. I just want to talk to grandma at home. What are you going to do?"

"Go meet a friend."

Fang Qingqing said with a guilty conscience, after all, they couldn't be considered friends.

Yun Yan was a little confused. As far as she knew, Fang Qingqing didn't have many friends here, but she didn't ask.

"Then I'll ask the driver to drive you there."

"No need!" Fang Qingqing quickly stopped, "My friend is a social fear, I can just go by myself."

"Well."

Yun Yan didn't force anything. Although he had doubts, he gave Fang Qingqing enough trust.

The group of old ladies downstairs looked at the upstairs eagerly. Seeing that Fang Qingqing was still not coming down, they felt bored.

"Sister Yun, I've sent you a thoughtful gift. I wish you a happy birthday again. I'm going back."

"Me too, me too, happy birthday, I'm leaving."

Mrs. Yun stood up and pretended to stay.

"It's time to stay and have dinner together. We've already given orders and are getting ready."

"No, let's eat next time. Yunyan finally came back and won't disturb your children and grandchildren's closeness. Goodbye."

Mrs. Yun watched them get up one by one and thought to herself: You guys know better than to disturb our intimacy.

The group of people stood up to say goodbye, and Mrs. Yun walked to the door. After they left, she asked people to close the door quickly.

"Go ahead and say thank you behind closed doors today."

"Yes, old lady."

Mrs. Yun came back elegantly holding up her skirt. When she went upstairs, she started shouting: "Qing Qing, Yun Yan, Sheng Sheng..."