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

Before entering the kitchen, he added: "Have a good chat with your grandma...your little aunt."

Jiang Xiannan finally understood what he was happy about. She had already developed a keen sense of smell after years of living a shabby life, and she immediately patted her chest sensibly: "Don't worry, uncle."

After saying that, he immediately took his grandma's arm and said, "Grandma, let me introduce my little aunt to you."

The old lady was also very happy: "Okay, okay, tell grandma quickly."

Quan Yu was busy in the kitchen.

The voices of the two people chatting outside could be heard vaguely coming in from time to time.

The old lady stood at the door of the kitchen at some point and said to Quan Yu, "Mu Bai's sister?"

Quan Yu was washing vegetables. When he heard this, he looked back at her, smiled and nodded: "Yes."

The old lady laughed and said, "Okay, Nannan showed me the photo, and it looks so good."

Quan Yu saw her happy face. When she asked that just now, he thought she was going to scold him like her father, so he asked tentatively: "Mom, don't you think there is a generation gap between us?"

The old lady looked open-minded: "Nonsense, what kind of seniority does it count?"

Then he said: "Don't listen to their nonsense. Even a relationship that is beyond your reach is worthy of your concern."

"Bring it back someday so I can take a look?" There was undisguised anticipation on the face with fine lines.

Quan Yu turned around and said, "Wait a moment."

The old lady didn't push her, she just said, "Okay, since you already have a girlfriend, I won't worry about it."

"I'll deal with those photos right now."

Then he continued to mutter: "I am six or seven years younger than you, so you have to treat others well."

"If you are young, you have to be coaxed."

Quan Yu nodded: "I'm coaxing you."

I worry every day that she dislikes my age.

Quan Yu went upstairs and respectfully invited the old man to come down for dinner.

The old man walked past him with a cane and snorted rather disapprovingly.

Although he was still angry, he still had to eat. After all, this guy was very good at cooking and he couldn't eat it normally.

He finally took the initiative to cook today, how could he miss it.

During the meal, the old lady brought vegetables to Jiang Xiannan and said, "Come and eat more, you can't get enough at ordinary times."

Jiang Xiannan had a look on her face. Since they already knew, she wouldn't hide it and said, "When I lived at my uncle's house last semester, I ate it every day."

The old lady looked at Quan Yu with surprise: "Don't you like cooking?"

Before Quan Yu could answer, the old man in charge became angry: "I'm afraid it's just an excuse because he doesn't want to do it for us."

The old lady looked at Jiang Xiannan and whispered to herself: "He thinks your father is so displeased, so it would be nice to just give you food to eat, and he also cooks it for you himself?"

His tone was full of disbelief.

Jiang Xiannan...what does it mean to just give someone a mouthful of food?

Is her uncle such a mean person?

So he explained: "It wasn't made for me."

"I just took advantage of my future aunt."

The old lady was very happy when she heard this: "After they get married, will we be able to eat it often?"

Jiang Xiannan nodded in agreement,

However, the old man was unmoved and continued to be arrogant: "What did that girl like about you? It turns out that you can cook a few bites of rice."

With just one sentence, the originally joyful atmosphere suddenly stagnated.

Jiang Xiannan and her grandmother looked at each other blankly, and then subconsciously raised their heads to look at their uncle's face.

As expected, the smile on Quan Yu's face faded, and he twitched the corner of his mouth and began to fight back: "At least I still have something that can make people want to take advantage of me."

His eyes fell on the dining table and he said slowly: "Unlike you, I don't even know what my mother wants from you."

The old man was about to explode again, but he heard him say slowly again: "Eating people is soft-mouthed, but taking advantage of others is short-handed."

As he said this, he also brought him some vegetables, implying that what he was eating now was the food he cooked himself.

It's better to keep some affection on your lips.

The old man was about to get angry, but was interrupted by his wife next to him: "Can you have a good meal?"

"You talk about someone when you're not seeing them, and they start talking harshly again when they come back."

The old man refused to admit it and said harshly: "Who is talking about him?"

But there was no longer any weirdness, and the atmosphere became harmonious again.

Jiang Xiannan's eyes swept around his grandfather and uncle.

She suddenly discovered that among the people she knew, a few familiar ones seemed to be henpecked.

Xie Jiuan's mother is a girl from Sichuan, and I am famous in the circle.

Not to mention her biological father who is far away in Suzhou, he is simply following his wife.

He who says he will never go east or west, who says he will never dare to add vegetables to his soup.

Even for a person like grandpa, no matter how prestigious he is outside and surrounded by stars, at home, if grandma is unhappy, he has to put down his temper and coax him.

As for his younger uncle, Jiang Xiannan looked over and thought about how different his face was when he faced Sister Sang Ning and when he faced others.

I’m afraid my wife won’t notice it yet, but my love brain is for sure.

Sure enough, love brain is a man's best dowry.

When I thought of this, I couldn't help but think of my goddess, inserting herself into Xie Jiu'an's cow dung.

My mood suddenly became less pleasant.

…………

the other side.

Su Mubai was chatting and laughing at the banquet.

If he was talking about business, he wouldn't drink at all.

But today this group of people are all like-minded friends he met in the jade circle.

It happened that one of the seniors came to Beijing on a business trip, so the others made an appointment to have a meal together.

After drinking for three rounds, Su Mubai placed his cell phone face down on the table, completely unaware of the light reflected on the table again and again.

The phone was silent, so he didn't receive the barrage of bombardments.

On the other side, Cui Sanning was not as comfortable and happy as he was.

Because what happened was that she sent a few messages in the family group.

"I'm in love."

"Well, Quan Yu."

"You've seen it."

As soon as I finished sending it, my phone rang, and the two characters "Grandpa" stood out in front of my eyes.

Taking a deep breath, she thought her sister or mother would call first.

Forget it, you can't hide. If you extend your head, it will be a knife, and if you shrink your head, it will be a knife.

After answering the phone, she called me as obediently as ever: "Grandpa."

As soon as Mr. Cui on the other side of the phone heard her voice calling him, his mind automatically thought of his girl's obedient appearance.

She couldn't say anything anymore. She had never been cruel to her since she was a child, and the whole family was reluctant to say a harsh word.

After holding it back for a long time, the old man who had dominated the world of literature, education, and politics all his life suddenly felt that he was short of words.

What he said was: "Girl, have you eaten yet?"

Cui Sanning's originally tense mood relaxed in an instant, because some people will make you feel confident just by standing there, even if they do nothing.

People seem to easily feel inexplicable grievances in front of people they really care about, as if they broke the truth but it was God's fault. She replied: "Eat it."