Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

"I didn't!" Jiang Xiannan suddenly raised his voice and hurriedly defended,

She stood so far away because she was afraid of hurting Chi Yu. Why was grandma talking nonsense?

Does she know the seriousness of the matter?

When he looked at his uncle, his dark eyes were full of pressure.

Swear directly to God: "I really didn't."

Quan Yu looked away, without even looking at the stack of photos in the old lady's hand. He just said, "Mom, my dad and I went to the study to talk about something."

When the old lady heard this, she could only wave her hands and said, "Then you can watch it after you finish talking."

He added again: "They are all good girls, about the same age as you."

Quan Yu, it’s his age again…

I have heard this word so much in the past two days that I am really bored.

Before going upstairs, his eyes fell on Jiang Xiannan.

Jiang Xiannan almost knelt down when he saw it.

She was crying in her heart that she wanted to go home. She couldn't live a day longer living under someone's roof and depending on their faces.

But the instigator waved to her with a kind face: "Nannan, come here and see, which one do you think your uncle will like?"

Jiang Xiannan...

Which one does he like? Isn't his request clearly stated?

In the study, the old man put his crutches next to the chair, sat down and made tea and said, "Just try my new tea."

After hearing this, Quan Yu walked over and sat down, took the things in his hands, and made tea leisurely.

The old man's hand was empty, and he glanced at his youngest son with some surprise, why he looked so filial today.

Although he was a little unaccustomed to it, he was happy to have someone to take care of him. After all, he only saw such a discerning person once or twice a year.

Playing with the bracelet in his hand, whose skin was already sagging and aging, he said slowly: "Tell me, what happened, can you make a trip in person?"

"I'm in love." Quan Yu kept making tea.

Mr. Quan, on the other hand, was stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal, and said with some joy: "That's a good thing!"

"Save your mother to worry about you."

"My ears are getting calluses from talking about it all day long."

Quan Yu hummed, the tea was ready, and he poured a cup and placed it in front of him.

The old man picked it up, blew on it and took a sip: "Not bad."

He said to Quan Yu: "Try it. If you like it, take some back."

"But she is a bit young." Quan Yu took a sip of tea, the fragrance passed through his mouth, nodded, and said very normally.

"Poof!" The nearly eighty-year-old man opposite him was so hot that he lost his composure from the tea.

On the other hand, Quan Yu was calm and relaxed.

With his tone and demeanor just now, those who didn't know it thought he was tasting tea, but the words that came out of his mouth shocked my father.

At this moment, he frowned and said, "Is it so hot?"

"Why are you drinking in such a hurry?"

Mr. Quan suppressed his surprise and tried his best to act like a kind father. With a smile on his face, he carefully asked: "How small is a little small?"

Quan Yu thought for a while, but really didn't want to say anything. He raised his eyes and saw the "Moonlight Night Wild Forest Picture" on the wall.

He raised his chin to signal his father to look over.

The old man pointed at the painting on the wall, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "You mean as big as that little girl from the Cui family?"

"It's still acceptable at six or seven years old. Isn't your mother still nine years younger than me?"

"This gap is not a problem. Just treat others well from now on."

His tone just now, he thought he was underage, it scared him to death.

With the fright just now as a foreshadowing, as long as this meeting is legal for adults, he has no objection.

Besides, his younger son's vision is not bad.

So now he was completely relieved, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed and casual. He took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Which family are you from? Do your mother and I know each other?"

Quan Yu nodded: "I know, you've seen him before."

After speaking, he glanced at the painting on the wall again: "It's from her home."

He thought what he said should be clear enough and was preparing to face the storm

Unexpectedly, a person who has been shrewd all his life couldn't understand what he wanted to express. Instead, he thought for two seconds and said, "I remember that girl has a stepsister, the one from the Song family?"

"Dad, that's Mu Bai's girlfriend!" A flash of disgust flashed across Quan Yu's eyes, and he couldn't bear it and spoke to stop him from going further and further.

In the huge study room, the father and son looked at each other, and the atmosphere became quiet.

The younger one had an expression of impatience and disgust, while the older one was confused at first, then slowly became serious.

Downstairs, Jiang Xiannan was being pulled by her grandmother to look at photos. She happened to see a photo, and the old lady introduced it happily: "This is my favorite, a university teacher."

"I have a pure family background and a well-educated family."

Jiang Xiannan was not interested. When he heard this, he suddenly echoed: "It's good to be a university teacher, or a scholarly family."

"Okay, okay, pretty good."

Didn't my uncle take advantage of Sister Sang Ning's substitute teaching at school to lure people to his house every day?

Even under the guise of picking her up, luckily she was moved for a long time at first, but now that I think about it, hehe, man.

When the old lady heard what she said, she was very excited: "Then when your uncle comes down later, let him see this first."

It's not rare for others, how could it be better than Sister Sang Ning?

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden sound of something breaking upstairs.

The two looked at each other, and Jiang Xiannan said uncertainly: "Is this a quarrel?"

The old lady got up and listened for a while. She didn't hear any big noise anymore and said, "Maybe I accidentally dropped something."

"Just let people clean it up later."

After saying this, he said hello: "Come on, keep reading, there are several more that are good."

Jiang Xiannan is not sure, is it really?

In the study, in the eerie silence, the old man suddenly stood up and picked up the crutch next to the seat without saying a word.

Because I moved in a hurry, I accidentally swept the tea set on the table to the ground, and all the fine purple clay tea sets were broken.

The old man glanced at him painfully, then glanced at the traitor opposite him, and became even more angry.

He picked up the crutch and was about to say hello, but Quan Yu easily dodged it.

He said seriously: "Dad, didn't you just say it was fine?"

The old man shouted: "Can it be the same?"

Difference in age and difference in seniority are two different things!

He still clearly remembered that on Lao Su's eightieth birthday last year, that girl called him Grandpa Quan?

Seeing him hiding, the old man pointed at him and said, "You still dare to hide?"

"Rebel!"

"Is this what I taught you?"

After cursing, he stood there with his crutch and panting.

Compared to his anger, Quan Yu slowly stood at a safe distance.

"Don't be so excited." He's too old to be emotionally ups and downs.

"I'm not leaving today, you have one day to do your best."

What he meant was that he would scold him one day, so there was no need to worry about it for a while.

He came today ready to make the old man angry.

After all, the purpose of his coming today was to inform, not to ask.