Brother is always slapping his face

Hey, when did he prepare the gift?Jia Jingyu sighed secretly for his thoughtfulness.I know that his cultivation base has reached the fifth level, and he has a Qiankun bag, so this high-grade ginseng may have been given to him by his master. It is the same as the ginseng stewed with pheasant last time. How many expensive and outrageous ginseng did his master give him? ?

Soon, as if she suddenly remembered something, grandma took out a jade bracelet from her wrist and stuffed it to Zhan Nan, and said with a smile: "Zhan Nan, I have a pair of jade bracelets, one is for my grandson's wife, and this one is for you." , is a family heirloom of our Jia family, please keep it well."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Zhannan was at a loss, and looked at Jia Jingyu with eyes asking for help.

How could I accept such an expensive gift when I came to the house for the first time, and her old man gave it to his granddaughter-in-law as an heirloom, how could I? !

Could it be that grandma treats me as...

Brother and sister-in-law looked at each other in blank dismay, forgot to speak, not knowing what to say.

Jia Jingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and stepped forward to save the siege: "Grandma, we have traveled a long distance and are hungry. I think we should prepare lunch."

"Hey, okay, I'm having a good talk with Zhan Nan after eating." When grandma was talking, she stared at Mo Zhannan intently, which made him feel a little embarrassed and bowed his head in silence.

The elder brother and sister-in-law poured them a new cup of tea and told them to sit in the main room first, and then they both went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. Grandma was worried and went with them.

After they left, Jia Jingyu approached Mo Zhannan and said apologetically, "Zhan Nan, I'm sorry, grandma is getting old, don't mind."

"It's nothing." Mo Zhannan whispered.

Their relationship has not been made public yet, so I don't know what Jingyu's family will think of them...

Grandma couldn't get her hands in the kitchen, so she told the grandson to show his housekeeping skills and cook more dishes with good color, fragrance and taste.

Jia Jingyu's elder brother, Jia Fuquan, promised in a good voice: "Grandma, don't worry, brother comes back on a rare trip, and he also brought his best friends, this matter is on me."

"What's a 'best friend', don't you two see it? Zhan Nan, 'he' looks good, he is gentle and polite, he is Jingyu's sweetheart..."

"Ah?" Grandma's witty words were startling, Jia Fuquan and his wife Hu Cuie were speechless, and stopped what they were doing.

Grandma's expression was determined, and she was quite proud of what she said, and then urged the stunned couple: "What are you doing? Hurry up and cook, Zhan Nan and Jingyu are still waiting for dinner."

"Oh..." The couple came back to their senses, and started to work quickly.

After grandma left, Hu Cuie said to her husband in a negotiating tone while picking vegetables: "Hey, Fuquan, you said grandma...you said grandma, is what she said true?"

Jia Fuquan took an iron spoon to stir-fry the pork belly skillfully in the pot, paused, thought for a while, and soon began to wave the iron spoon to stir-fry the pork belly, bursts of aroma came out.

"They are people cultivating immortals, so they are different from ordinary people, so don't say more." Jia Fuquan poured the onion, ginger and garlic into the pot and stir-fried one after another, and the aroma came straight to his nose.

Her husband's remarks were clearly very protective of her brother, Hu Cuie curled her lips and said nothing more.

Originally, Jia Jingyu was already at the stage of foundation building and bigu, but it was rare for him to go home, reunite with his family, and share delicious food, so he picked up chopsticks and used some meals.

Grandma smiled happily and kept asking Jia Jingyu to add food to Mo Zhannan, making Mo Zhannan feel the warmth of home.

This situation reminded him of his parents who hadn't seen the original owner for many days. Although they were not his biological parents, after all, he occupied their son's body and treated him very well, only asking for sacrifices without expecting anything in return.

"Zhan Nan, where does your family live? Who else is in the family? How old are you?" Grandma seemed to have opened up the conversation, tilted her head to look at Mo Zhannan, and asked kindly.

Jia Fuquan and Hu Cuie looked at each other as if they couldn't hear grandma's subtext, and then ate in silence with their heads down.

"I..." Mo Zhannan was a little confused, grandma, how many questions did she ask in succession just now? !

Jia Jingyu rolled his eyes, with a helpless expression on his face, he laughed and said, "Grandma, didn't you say that you don't talk when you eat or sleep? If you have anything to say, it's not too late to say it after eating. "

Hearing this, grandma laughed and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, what Jingyu said is right, after dinner, I am having a good conversation with Zhan Nan."

"Hey." Mo Zhannan replied, secretly glad in his heart.

Grandma asked three questions in a row, which seemed to be, but I didn't hear clearly, and I was worried that I didn't know how to answer.

Jia Jingyu also breathed a sigh of relief, and without reminding grandma, she followed her old man's attitude of digging to the bottom, not to dig out seven aunts, eight aunts, and eighteen generations of ancestors.It was so embarrassing, it made me feel embarrassed.

After the meal, Jia Jingyu didn't wait for his grandma to sit down and ask non-stop questions like "checking the household registration", so he and Mo Zhannan changed into casual clothes, grabbed his arm, and went shopping.

They slipped out of the house like a gust of wind, tacitly, as if they were pardoned.

Jia Jingyu's family lives in a small county town. Their courtyard house is in an alley. The neighbors are all old acquaintances. He usually comes back once or twice a year. When he sees people he knows, he takes the initiative to say hello to them out of politeness.

Now, he is well-known, young and promising, and everyone appreciates him. Mo Zhannan stood beside him with a slight smile on his face, watching him chatting and laughing freely with people.

Going forward, one is elegant and handsome, dressed in white like a fairy, and the other is tall and straight, blue and handsome, especially seductive, causing the girls to look sideways.

After a while, Jia Jingyu said slowly: "Zhan Nan, take this opportunity, do you want to go home and visit your parents?"

After hearing this, Mo Zhannan turned to Zheng with a worried look on his face.

Jia Jingyu looked at his appearance, and then said: "I just said this casually, whether you go back or not, you have the final say."

"En." Mo Zhannan responded.A man and a woman with kind eyes and slightly aged faces came to mind.He whispered, "Then go back."

"Okay." Jia Jingyu continued his words.

In fact, when we had lunch together just now, I noticed that he was in a trance for a moment, and Jia Jingyu thought about this, whether he had been away from home for too long and was homesick like himself, and it really was.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

As he walked, Mo Zhannan felt puzzled, and asked eagerly with a smile: "Jingyu, where are we going?"

Jia Jingyu raised his lips and raised his eyebrows, pretending to be mysterious: "Guess."

"How do I know, you didn't write on your face." Mo Zhannan frowned in surprise.

"Guess what, there will be a reward for guessing right." Jia Jingyu shamelessly cast a ecstatic wink at the beautiful junior, and pouted his soft lips along the way.

Mo Zhannan couldn't bear it anymore, so he snorted angrily, looked at Jia Jingyu who was so excited, and said in a cold tone on purpose: "I'm going to spit out my lunch, okay..."

"Hahaha..." Facing Mo Zhannan's merciless complaints, Jia Jingyu laughed loudly, grabbed Mo Zhannan's shoulders, restrained his smile, cleared his throat, and boasted: "Didn't you see that? Isn't it beautiful and delicious?"

"Sorry, excuse me for my poor eyesight, I really didn't see it." Mo Zhannan slapped Jia Jingyu's salty hands off, and gave a strong rebuttal.

Jia Jingyu touched the slapped hand distressedly, feeling unhappy, pursed his lips and glanced at him: "Don't be stubborn now, just wait and see!"

Mo Zhannan couldn't help laughing, if he hadn't taken into account the unfinished Jiuyou magic skill, accompanying him day and night, flirting and loving, he probably wouldn't have such a good concentration long ago.

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