As soon as Zheng Qingqiu saw Pompeii, she hugged her.

Although the old man was tall in that era when he was young, he worked hard to raise children alone. He did a lot of hard work in his youth and middle-aged life. His back was hunched, and his skeleton was not as good as a young man when he was older. When he hugged Pompeii, he could barely reach her shoulders and his back was slim.

Zheng Qingqiu patted Pompeii's back lightly and asked excitedly and blamely: "Baibei, why don't you call me after studying abroad? I used to call my grandma during the Chinese New Year. I haven't called me for three years. I miss you so much."

She was used to speaking soft Wu dialect when she was a child, and she still had an accent. Even if she was resentful, she was like an elder's angrily anger.

Pompeii's eyes were quietly red, and there was no answer.

Yu Xing patted Zheng Qingqiu on the shoulder, his voice hoarse: "Grandma, she is hungry, go in first and say."

Zheng Qingqiu quickly let go of Pompeii, but then grabbed her hand and walked inside, saying, "What you make today is what you like, but I'm afraid you don't like it when I'm old, so I'm making it by the nanny. The dumplings were washed and rubbed by my hands. Last time you said the sesame stuffing was delicious, and this time there are some."

Yu Xing followed them and closed the door behind.

Pompei was taken home by Zheng Qingqiu. He first went to the kitchen to see the food, and then went upstairs to see the room. Grandma specially prepared a room for her. The style was very classic, and it was obvious that it was her daughter's boudoir.

Zheng Qingqiu said happily: "You live here today. I don't know if you like this room, but when I was young and worked as a girl at home, I liked the furniture of chicken wenge. After I moved here, I went to Su City to find a carpenter to make you. It's a good master! His ancestors had made furniture for the Minister of Rites before, and he inherited his grandfather's good skills."

Pompeii glanced carefully, and every inch was full of grandma's wishes.

Her tears fell, but her voice remained unchanged: "Thank you grandma."

She has no home, but she still has a home in her grandma, even if it is just a small room.

Zheng Qingqiu smiled gracefully and stroked her white hair, asked Pompeii and others to go to a room at the end of the corridor and brought a big red envelope to Pompeii.

Pompei subconsciously felt that he could not accept it, so Zheng Qingqiu insisted on giving it to him, and said, "The first time you came, grandma didn't give you anything. Now the conditions are good, so I must give it this time!"

Yu Xing leaned his arms around the door frame and smiled.

Pompeii turned his head to look at him, Yu Xing said, "Grandma gives it to you, you can keep it."

Zheng Qingqiu was annoyed and said angrily: "Why are you afraid of him like this? You have to look at his eyes when you receive a red envelope. This is not the old society. We women can be our own masters!"

Strongly to Pompeii.

Pompeii had no choice but to accept it.

The red envelope was very thin, and she could touch it and it was a card.

Zheng Qingqiu posted it in Pompeii's ear and said, "The password has not changed."

Pompeii's eyes opened slightly, and he remembered that it was Yu Xing's card at that time. After her grandmother got sick, she transferred the money to Yu Xing's card. Yu Xing used this card to brush the cost of the surgery.

Zheng Qingqiu pulled Pompeii downstairs and took her to see the flowers and plants she raised. By this touch, he touched Pompeii's empty wrist.

She was obviously stunned, but said nothing, and took Pompeii down without hesitation.

When Pompei answered the phone, Zheng Qingqiu turned around and ran to Yu Xing, suppressing his voice and scolded: "Lucky, you want to piss me off! Why didn't she wear the bracelet I gave to Beibei? I haven't called me for three years. Did you make her angry?"

Yu Xing admitted that he glanced at Pompeii's back and said with a faint smile: "Yes, grandma, I've made her unhappy. Grandma, you want to help me."

When Zheng Qingqiu heard this, his heart was gone. His eyes were blinking and he grabbed Yu Xing's sleeve and asked, "How did you mess with him? If you want to enjoy the blessing of all people, I won't agree. Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you have money. Be careful that I will ask your grandpa to come back and teach you a lesson!"

Yu Xing held Zheng Qingqiu's hand and patted it to comfort him: "No. It's something else."

Zheng Qingqiu didn't know what was going on with the young man, but she had been a wife herself. Anyway, the elders should not interfere too much with the young man's affairs. She didn't ask in detail, and said, "Then I will help you coax her, but it still depends on yourself."

"good."

Zheng Qingqiu also looked at Pompeii's back and said with a smile: "Miss Duo Jun, you were poor and ugly at that time, and she didn't even dislike you. You must not abandon your wife. You know me for a small matter, so you can't let her down."

Yu Xing listened to this and nodded solemnly, "Of course."

Zheng Qingqiu muttered again: "You are like your grandfather, like a piece of wood. You can't react when you scratch it with a knife, so you will fall off a little bark. After the bark falls, there will be barks, which will pierce people. The person who is pierced will hurt like thousands of arrows pierce the heart."

Yu Xing's heart suddenly twitched, and his throat rolled back and forth, but he had nothing to say. After a while, he responded: "I understand now."

Zheng Qingqiu was in a very good mood. She was thinking that Pompeii was hungry and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to have a look. When you bring her in, you can drink a bowl of Tremella soup first."

"good."

Shortly after Zheng Qingqiu left, Pompei hung up the phone. When he returned to the house, Yu Xing stood upright at the door, perhaps at his own home, he was not as serious and cold as outside, with a much gentle look on his face.

"Where is grandma?" Pompei walked over and asked. Yu Xing didn't answer. He took her hand, took out a clean gold bracelet from his pocket, put on her wrist, and said, "Grandma asked me why you took this, put it on and show her if it's okay."

Pompeii did not refuse, and the golden bracelet was noble, and her white wrists on the circle of the gold bracelet added a touch of wealth and honor.

She looked at the bracelet carefully, and the long-lost sense of familiarity came to her face. She wore the bracelet for three years and took it for three years. The limit was the same last year. Now I will wear it again and start again.

"Then I'll wear it first. Grandma is in the kitchen? I'll go and have a look."

"You don't have to go, you can't help anyway."

Pompeii: "…"

She glanced at Yuxing and said with little confidence: "...I can't help, but is this polite, okay?"

When Pompei walked to the kitchen, he saw his grandmother talking to the two nannies in Yuchuan dialect. She didn't understand what she said, but the atmosphere of chatting among the family was very ignited.

She sat on the sofa and looked at the kitchen with great enthusiasm, very fresh and envious.

Yu Xing used a silver fork to pierce a strawberry for Pompeii, followed Pompeii's sight and looked towards the kitchen, and asked her: "What are you looking at? Try this."

Pompeii looked at the strawberry in Yu Xing's hand with some surprise, and looked at him again, but saw his face as quiet as the lake without any turbulence. He did not think that his actions were inappropriate.

He had prepared fruit for him before, and she could just wait to open her mouth, but they had already broken up and had been breaking up for three years.

Make it for grandma!

Including the previous series of goodwill behaviors, it must be that grandma often chanted in his ears that he thought about her good deeds.

Rather than saying that he thinks she is good, grandma thinks she is good.

Pompei took it naturally and said as if nothing had happened: "Thank you. I was watching how my grandma was busy in the kitchen. The people in our family had never cooked food, and my mother couldn't even cook porridge. I used to be in elementary school and heard from my classmates that her mother was very good at cooking. I was shocked. I thought our mothers didn't have to cook."

Actually, her mother just doesn't want to do it for her.

Even if it's a bowl of porridge.

This is Pompeii's rare mention of her family.

Yu Xing's face was like leaves waving in the wind, trembling slightly, and asked her: "What do you think of busyness?"

Pompeii took a bite of strawberry heavily, and the red juice over his lips, bright and bright. She smiled and said, "Of course you don't understand. Look, grandma will communicate with her companions when she is busy. Judging from their facial expressions, the conversation is definitely not just about how to cook. I think there are other things that make people happier."

She really couldn't understand Yuchuan's dialect and asked Yu Xing curiously: "What are they talking about?"

Yu Xing looked up at the end of his eyes, and there was a faint smile: "Are you sure you want to know?"

Pompeii turned his head and looked at his heavy eyes. His face was close at hand. She said softly: "Talk about me?"

Yu Xing nodded: "You and I."

Pompei slowly moved his gaze away, and also opened the distance from Yu Xing, and whispered: "What do we have to say."

Yu Xing gave another clean strawberry to Pompeii and handed it to her: "The nanny asked grandma, we will do it in our hometown in the future, or go abroad to do it, and grandma said that we will follow us."

Pompeii's eyes were stuck and he did not take over the strawberry given by Yu Xing.

This is not the first time she has heard of similar questions.

After Zheng Qingqiu's condition stabilized, Pompeii and Yu Xing returned to Yuchuan again.

She heard them chatting with her own ears.

Zheng Qingqiu asked: "Lucky, when will you get married?"

The words are short, although they are local accents, Pompeii can probably understand them.

Yu Xing may not have switched over yet, and he speaks Mandarin.

He seemed to have predicted it eight hundred years in advance and said, "Grandma, we won't get married."

Of course, Pompeii knew that Yu Xing didn't want to marry her.

But when I heard Yu Xing say it with my own ear, I still felt sad.

She has been arranged by Pang Zhonglin since she was a child, so she is a person with no plan for life. She really didn't expect that she would get married so far, but Yu Xing's answer suddenly strangled her yearning for marriage.

There will be no good results before something has begun. Who will look forward to it?

"I'll go to the kitchen to check it out." Pompeii got up and went to the kitchen.

Yu Xing put the strawberry back intact.

Zheng Qingqiu served a bowl of tremella soup to Pompeii. Pompeii was hungry and drank sweet soup first at the dinner table.

Pompeii drank the soup with a porcelain spoon, feeling a little nervous. If grandma asks her about her marriage, she will be hard for her to answer.

Fortunately, grandma didn't ask.

Zheng Qingqiu was already happy when she looked at the bracelet on Pompeii's wrist. The wedding day was long. The doctors said that she could keep it well and live for a long time. She smiled and went to the kitchen to watch the dishes.

When the meal was started, the sweet soup in Pompeii's stomach was over-effect. It happened to be very hungry, the dinner was rich, and the meal was enjoyable.

After the meal, Zheng Qingqiu took two small ones to eat and ate another bowl of dumplings at around 8 o'clock. Pompeii liked handmade dumplings very much. He ate one for one taste, and ate seven or eight, and he was full again.

This is the most full time she has eaten in recent days.

When she went back to her room to rest at night, Pompeii remembered the hot food feeding watch sent by Minjana to her female artist, and she felt guilty.

Zheng Qingqiu led Pompei into the room, opened the wardrobe in her room, displayed all kinds of clothes inside, and said, "I bought you all the pajamas throughout the year, so you can choose what you like to wear."

Pompeii hugged Zheng Qingqiu and his voice softly: "Thank you grandma."

Zheng Qingqiu knew that they still had work tomorrow, so he took the initiative to leave the room and told him: "Go to rest early and sleep well for young people, so that the work will not be hard."

Pompei nodded obediently and sent Zheng Qingqiu out.

As soon as she closed the door, a message popped up on her phone.

[Yu Xing: Grandma is gone? Then I'll come here.]
Chapter completed!