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Chapter 300
Nie Xiangsi held Zhan Yao's withered hands, her little face was wet with tears, and looked at Zhan Yao, "Grandpa, please hit me or scold me."

Zhan Yao looked deeply at Nie Xiangsi, his voice was hoarse, "Grandfather will feel sorry for beating you and scolding you."

"I deserve it! I'm not filial!" Nie Xiangsi cried.

Zhan Yao looked at Nie Xiangsi like this, his words stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.

How should he tell her his guilt?

"Grandpa..." Nie Xiangsi called him in a hoarse voice, and looked at him hesitantly, "You don't scold me and you don't beat me, don't you want to recognize me?"

"There is still a lot of energy to beg for beatings and scolding." Zhan Yao's heart ached, his eyes were full of strong red, "You are so obedient, how could Grandpa be willing to deny you? Sisi, as long as you still...willing to call me great grandpa, great grandpa
It will always be your great-grandfather. "

"Great grandfather, great grandfather, great grandfather..." Nie Xiangsi grabbed his hand and kept calling him.

Zhan Yao listened and watched, and soon burst into tears.

……

After nine o'clock, Zhan Yao and Nie Xiangsi came out of Lanpin.

Zhao Ming saw the car parked at the gate, and was standing in front of the car waiting for Zhan Yao.

Seeing Zhan Yao being helped out by a woman who looks almost like Nie Xiangsi, and the two of them were talking and laughing, Zhao Ming's eyes widened, and his body was so startled that he straightened up like a wooden stake. stick there.

When Nie Xiangsi and Zhan Yao saw Zhao Ming like this, both grandparents and grandchildren smiled, but the smiles contained a bit of sadness.

Walking in front of Zhao Ming, Nie Xiangsi took a light breath, looked at Zhao Ming generously and said, "Uncle Zhao, long time no see."

Zhao Ming, "..."

Staring straight at Nie Xiangsi, his mind froze because of her words.

Nie Xiangsi waited for a while and saw that Zhao Ming was still looking at her like this, smiled slightly, glanced at Zhan Yao, cleared his throat and stood up straight in front of Zhao Ming, winking at Zhao Ming with a charming look, "It seems that Uncle Zhao has forgotten I'm gone, so I'll have to

Do a self-introduction.I……"

"Little Miss?"

Zhao Ming took a deep breath, his voice raised several degrees in surprise, his pupils looking at Nie Xiangsi seemed to widen again.

Nie Xiangsi shut her mouth and smiled at him.

Zhao Ming, "..." I can't find words to describe his shock at the moment!
……

"Grandpa, this is my mobile phone number, call me when you arrive. And..."

Nie Xiangsi put the note with her mobile phone number in Zhan Yao's hand, and said with a smile, "If you miss me, call me too. Well, I will call you anytime."

Zhan Yao folded the note papers carefully, put them in the pocket of the Tang suit, and then carefully spread the pockets with his hands, and nodded to Nie Xiangsi with a smile, "Okay, okay."

Nie Xiangsi closed the car door, walked to the window of the passenger seat, and said to Zhao Ming who was sitting in the driver's seat, who was still a little foggy, "Uncle Zhao, pay attention to safety on the road."

"……Eh."

Nie Xiangsi waved to him.

Zhao Ming turned his gaze and started the car.

When the car started, Zhan Yao slid down the window of the rear seat and said to Nie Xiangsi, "Sisi, let Zhao Ming take you home first?"

"No need for grandpa, I'll just take a taxi and go back. It's still early, safe." Nie Xiangsi said.

Zhan Yao looked at Nie Xiangsi again and again, then retracted his head reluctantly.

Within a few seconds, the car drove out in front of Nie Xiangsi.

Nie Xiangsi stood where she was, looked at the rearview mirror and kept waving, until the car drove far enough, and then slowly put down her hands.

Inside the car, Zhao Ming kept looking at the rearview mirror, until he could no longer see Nie Xiangsi, then turned his gaze to Zhan Yao, and saw that Zhan Yao took out the post-it note that Nie Xiangsi handed her , open it, stare at it

.

Zhao Ming pursed his lips, held back for a while, and couldn't hold back anymore, and said, "Old man, what's going on? Why is Miss..." Alive?

The last two words seemed a bit taboo, so Zhao Ming didn't dare to say them out.

Zhan Yao didn't look at him, reached out to caress the number on the note, and hummed, "Our Sisi is a fairy."

Zhao Ming sweated.

"Buy me a mobile phone tomorrow." Zhan Yao said.

Zhao Ming, "...Old man, how many years have you not used a mobile phone?"

Zhan Yao just glanced at him, "Why, you think I can't use these high-tech things when I'm old, don't you?"

"...No, don't you find it difficult to use it?"

In fact, what Zhao Ming really wanted to express was the same as what Zhan Yao said, but could he admit it?
"I'm used to it now, can I? No?" Zhan Yao yelled at him.

Zhao Ming black line.

So now, the little lady is back, and the old man who used to be violent is also back, right?
Zhao Ming twitched the corners of his mouth in "melancholy", feeling that the days to come will become more and more difficult, what should he do? !

……

At the same time that Nie Xiangsi took a taxi back to Shanshan Waterside Pavilion, Zhan Tingshen was in the courtyard where Sheng Xiuzhu lived.

In the main room, Zhan Tingshen, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his hand to look at the time on his watch, and said to Sheng Xiuzhu, who was sitting beside him and watching the TV with a smile, "Mom, I'm back."

"Are you going back?"

Sheng Xiuzhu turned his head and stared at Zhan Tingshen, with deep reluctance in his eyes.

Zhan Ting nodded deeply, and was about to stand up from the sofa.

"Wait a minute." Sheng Xiuzhu shook his arm.

Zhan Ting paused slightly, looking at her.

"You are a big man who doesn't know how to take care of it at all. Look at how dry your mouth is. It's peeling."

Sheng Xiuzhu said, picked up the teapot on the small stove on the coffee table, poured a cup of tea into the teacup, and said to Zhan Tingshen, "Drink some tea to moisten you."

Sheng Xiuzhu took care of it himself, as a son who rarely came here to visit his mother, how could he be ungrateful?

Zhan Ting lowered his eyes deeply, anxious to go home, reached out for the teacup and was about to drink it.

"Stupid son, it's hot." Sheng Xiuzhu looked at Zhan Tingshen helplessly.

Zhan Tingshen rolled the corners of his thin lips lightly at Sheng Xiuzhu, his voice was slightly warm, "It's okay."

Sheng Xiuzhu saw Zhan Tingshen's rare gentle face, and his heart sank. When he saw him holding the teacup to his lips, he frowned and lowered his head.

After Zhan Tingshen finished his tea, he put down his cup and raised his eyebrows to look at Sheng Xiuzhu.

It was like saying "Now that the tea is done, I can go".

Sheng Xiuzhu's eyelashes flickered a few times, reached out to grab his big hand, and looked at him with a sigh, "You said you four brothers and sisters can't visit me a few times throughout the year. And you don't stay long every time you come, so hurry to leave .”

After a pause, desolation appeared on Sheng Xiuzhu's face, "I have always wanted to ask the four of you a question. Is it because my mother is not doing well, so you don't want to come more? If so, tell me, and I will change it. .”

Zhan Ting frowned deeply and looked at Sheng Xiuzhu.

This person has always been taciturn, even when facing Sheng Xiuzhu.

So even though his heart was also touched by Sheng Xiuzhu's desolate words, his face was still calm, and even his words were rigid and not gentle, "No."

Sheng Xiuzhu, "..."

There was a mist in the eyes, and this time it was really sad, "You can only talk like this? I must have eaten something that shouldn't be eaten when I was pregnant with you! Otherwise, I would have given birth to you with such a hard heart!"

When it came to the end, Sheng Xiuzhu was a little angry.

Zhan Ting stared at her deeply, said for a while, "Don't think too much."

"Can I not think too much about you all like this?" Sheng Xiuzhu gave him a teary look, but then bent over and picked up the teapot to add another cup of tea to his quilt, "I figured it out now, it depends on you guys Four give me comfort is

impossible. "

Sheng Xiuzhu put down the teapot, picked up the cup of tea and stuffed it into Zhan Tingshen's hand resentfully, "So I don't count on you anymore."

Zhan Tingshen had no choice but to catch the teacup stuffed by Sheng Xiuzhu.

Sheng Xiuzhu narrowed his eyes slightly, "I often think of when you were young, when you were so clingy to me, you had to follow me wherever you went. Thinking about it now, children are the most painful."

Zhan Tingshen listened silently, probably because he was in a hurry to go home, he inexplicably felt a layer of heat on his body.

Reaching out to unbutton two shirts, Zhan Tingshen drank the tea in his hand as his lips became drier.

Sheng Xiuzhu saw his reactions one by one, pursed his lips, took the teacup from his hand, and put it on the coffee table.

Just then, the sound of high heels landing came from the door.

Immediately after, a deliberately dressed woman stepped in through the doorway.

Zhan Ting's deep black eyes looked over, and when he saw the person coming, his eyes widened and moved.

Sheng Xiuzhu looked at Zhan Tingshen, then stood up from the sofa, and said to the woman, "Yurou is here, come and sit down."

Liang Yurou's long hair was loose and straightened, and she was wearing a thin short skirt like a princess dress. The skirt was white and hung gracefully on her body.

When her beautiful eyes fell on Zhan Tingshen who was sitting on the sofa, she was somewhat surprised, "Brother Shen, are you there?"

Zhan Ting frowned deeply, didn't respond, and got up from the sofa, "Mom, I'm going back."

"Why are you in a hurry." Sheng Xiuzhu hurriedly grabbed his hand, her fingers trembled when she felt the abnormal heat on his hand, took a deep breath, looked at him and said, "Mom suddenly thought of something to do, you Stay and sit with Yurou for a while
, Mom will come as soon as she goes. "

After finishing speaking, Sheng Xiuzhu didn't care whether Zhan Tingshen agreed or not, and hurriedly walked past him, and when she got to Liang Yurou, she took a deep look at her, then walked away from her and walked out of the house.

Bright red appeared on Liang Yurou's cheeks, she tilted her head to watch Sheng Xiuzhu go out, then lightly grabbed the skirt and turned her head, looking softly at Zhan Tingshen, "Brother Shen."

Zhan Ting reached out his hand to caress the buttons of his shirt, unable to bear the raging heat in his body, so he wanted to untie two more, but for some reason, his slender fingers just twirled around the buttons before putting them down, frowning deeply, striding towards the button. The door went.

Liang Yurou's eyes shrank fiercely, and when Zhan Tingshen walked in, she suddenly stood in front of him, but brave enough to grab the hem of his suit, mustered up the courage to raise her face to look at him, "Brother Shen, you have to go Is it?"

"Let go!" Zhan Tingshen's voice was already very hoarse when he spoke again, and the black pupils staring at Liang Yurou were dark and turbulent, but also as cold as ice.

Liang Yurou took another deep breath, and suddenly threw her whole body into his arms.

(End of this chapter)