The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 1333 This Is Already Good
Lao Yetou slowly raised his foot, slowly stepped over the threshold, and walked forward step by step.

When passing by the door of the West Wing, he paused slightly, but did not stop.

"Father."

"grandfather."

First came Ye Feifeng's timid voice, and then Xiao Xuyang's soft and waxy voice.

Xiao Xuyang has clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and looks better than the dolls in the paintings that year, with black and white eyes, bright and clear, innocent and ignorant;
But his fair and tender face was expressionless, he raised his head and looked at Lao Yetou fixedly, and called Ye Ye, but he didn't understand what it meant;
Although Doctor Dou praised him repeatedly, saying that he has made great progress, in fact, he is still different from normal children.

Even if he never smiles, even if he has no expression on his face, even if he parrots his little grandson, Lao Yetou is still satisfied.

This is already good.

At least not a fool.

His dark old face loosened at this moment, he smiled slightly, bent over to pick up his little grandson, and said softly in a hoarse voice, "Xuyang is good, grandpa hug."

Xiao Xuyang looked at him blankly, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

Old Yetou didn't care, and turned to tell Ye Feifeng, "Big girl, call your mother, and go and pour the bean sprouts with water."

"Hey, I see."

Ye Feifeng got the order, trotted into the east wing, and called out to Xiaoqian who was sleeping back in the cage in a deep voice.

"I'm going to die! That bitch dared to order my old lady to do work for her! It's against her!"

There was a sharp scolding sound, and Lao Yetou frowned in disgust.

Girl Xin took Dabai with her, and ran back and forth with him to find someone. She was sick all day long, and Mrs. Wang took care of the affairs of the whole family and the children.

But she is fine, she doesn't care about anything, she just waits to eat and drink, she doesn't even coax Xu Yang, and leaves it to the girl to take it with her, and sleeps in when she is free...

Under the strong sunlight, Lao Ye's head was shaded with an old face, and it was about to drip.

No one with the surname Qian is good!

In the East Wing, I don't know what Ye Feifeng said again. Little Qian, whose dream was disturbed, didn't yell anymore. As for what she was muttering, no one knew.

The dejected Xiaoqian opened the door, and saw her father-in-law and a black-faced ghastly man at a glance. He stared at him coldly, which startled her, and ran to work with his tail between his legs. Did not dare to let go.

She's not stupid, what happened to my sister-in-law, father-in-law is on the fire, if she dares to twist at this juncture, she will definitely be dealt with badly.

In the huge courtyard, only the grandpa and grandson stood quietly in the sun, neither talking.

The breeze blows, and the rich sweet aroma permeates~
It was the jasmine bonsai that He Xiner bought for Lao Qian. There were two pots in total. Cao shi put them under the eaves every morning to bask in the sun. Before noon, she moved them indoors.

This is the case every day, tirelessly.

Before, Lao Yetou didn't care about the flowers and plants in the house, but now he was attracted by the delicate and elegant fragrance, and he couldn't help but walk to the eaves with Xiao Xuyang in his arms.

He stared blankly at the white and fragrant jasmine flowers.

This is bought by the second girl.

She not only bought jewelry and clothes for the dead old woman, but also bought a lot of flowers and plants, and put them in the house, making the whole house fragrant.

Really a good boy with a pure mind!

Old Yetou sighed quietly.

He has long regarded He Xiner as his own granddaughter, and he is also very satisfied with the current life of being a little rich.

In fact, he is already used to it, and he doesn't feel tired when he goes to the vegetable garden every day to do work.

The vegetable garden keeps harvesting throughout the year, he only has to be happy, and he doesn't care about doing some work.

Besides, no one is urging and shouting about the business of my own family. I let myself work with my own temper, relaxed and at ease, so where will I get tired?

Even if he was tired, he took his old man for a walk by the river, smoking a pipe and watching Rhubarb grazing and drinking water, not to mention how carefree he was.

On days like this, he was extremely content.

(End of this chapter)