I pulled the grass

Wait, pretty?familiar?Surname Wan?

Lu Yuanming's heart beat suddenly, he squinted his eyes and asked, "Who are you, Wan Jili?"

Wan Jia was anxious and didn't know how to tell a lie, when he suddenly heard him questioning, she was puzzled: "Who? Wan Jili? I don't know." She frowned again, "No, why are you so familiar? Oh, it's my grandfather."

Lu Yuanming's eyes suddenly lit up, sad and painful, he smiled: "Okay, it's very good."Your granddaughter, you still dare to come to your door to do this kind of thing today. You teach well, really good!

He suddenly darkened his face, "Does Wan Jili know you're here?"

Wan Jia was taken aback, Grandpa?How would he know?Shaking his head, he said disapprovingly, "Grandpa has always lived in Cangzhou and has never been here."

As far as she could remember, grandpa had never been out of Cangzhou, and the family kept secrets about him. She almost forgot what he looked like, and his name was blurred.Why did he suddenly mention grandpa?

"I've been living in Cangzhou. Heh... Who are you competing with?" Lu Yuanming's eyes were dead, and his expression was melancholy.

But when he saw the little girl in front of him again, the trace of melancholy disappeared in an instant.

Lu Yuanming looked cold and serious, with a straight waist, and said: "Little girl, don't think about things that shouldn't be yours. Remember! Things that shouldn't be thought about by Xiao will be punished!"

Wan Jia clenched the cup tightly, the old man in front of him looked indifferent and extremely cold, with cold persecution and threats, he was completely different from just now.

She was speechless.

"If you have any other ideas, you can ask your father first. Little girl, don't act impulsively. Impulsiveness will be punished." Lu Yuanming stood up, looked at the frightened little girl, and sighed. After the past, how can you still vent your anger?The voice slowed down, "Go back. I'll pretend that this incident never happened, and don't think about it in the future."

Wan Jia grabbed the bag and stood up in a daze: "Grandpa, I..." She wanted to continue.

Lu Yuanming sighed again, and looked at her with a trace of compassion: "Little girl, for the sake of your surname Wan, I will remind you again, don't make small grids in the future, if you let his brother know , your family’s business may not be guaranteed, especially in today’s situation.”

That child allowed Xiaoge to do whatever he wanted with him, but there was only Xiaoge, how could he be kind to others?Especially when it comes to small grids.

"Grandpa, you know what I said..." She was still in a daze, but she persistently felt that she hadn't made it clear and wanted to explain.

"Presumptuous!" Lu Yuanming frowned, "Did I not understand enough just now?"

Wan Jia was startled, hugged her bag tightly, seemed to be awake, and quickly bent over: "Thank you, Grandpa, goodbye, Grandpa."

Lu Yuanming paused for a while, and asked hesitantly behind her: "Your grandfather, is he... all right?"

Wan Jia turned around in a daze: "I don't know. He... seldom contacts us."

Lu Mingyuan nodded, watching her open the door and close it carefully again, the yard became quiet again.

He stood in the courtyard for a long time, then turned back to the house, saw the gift bag, his eyes were wet.

In an instant, the old man burst into tears.

After so many years, this is how your granddaughter came to see me, and this is how I met your granddaughter.

Heartbroken and relieved.

It hurts that you have a granddaughter, and I am glad that you have a granddaughter.

The wind passes through the secret realm, and caresses the bright love.