Love Tenderly, My Dear

"I didn't expect you to be a good old lady. OK, I'll buy you a car of flowers next time."

He Lin picks eyebrow way.

"Don't use the way you coax girls on me." The old lady gave him a bad look, turned her head to look at Qiao Xinger, took her hand and said, "please help me, we'll put the flowers in the vase."

"Good." Qiao Xinger stood up and took the flower from the old lady's hand.

He Lin helped the old lady to the living room. Sister Lin quickly brought a vase.

The old lady is wearing a cheongsam with a sense of age. She is thin. The black cheongsam on her body complements her meticulous silver hair. It has an indescribable charm, like an old landscape painting.

Qiao Xinger unties the flower. The old lady picks up a flower, takes the scissors from sister Lin, compares the length of the flower branch, neatly cuts off the redundant part, and puts the flower into the vase.

Qiao Xinger stood quietly and handed flowers to the old lady.

Although she was old, the old lady had good eyesight. After a while, the vase was full of flowers in a beautiful way.

Qiao Xinger had pruned flowers before. Compared with the flowers pruned by the old lady, she was ashamed.

The so-called professional and amateur gap is probably so.

"Take it and put it on the desk." The old lady patted her hand.

Qiao Xinger took the vase and put it next to the pen holder on the desk. The dark red desk immediately had a bright color.

"The old lady is right. It looks much more beautiful." Lin Jiedao.

"Well." The old lady slightly pursed her lips and nodded. There was a smile in her eyes. She seemed very satisfied. She raised her feet and walked towards the desk.

Qiao Xinger quickly made a step to the side and reached out to help her. The old lady waved her hand and said, "no, old lady, I'm in good health."

It's a truth. The old lady looks good in spirit and body.

Qiao Xing son then smile to have no further insist, stand in one side accompany.

The old lady went to the desk, stopped, looked at the flowers in the vase for a while, picked up a Lanhao pen, and turned her head to look at her when she was about to finish writing: "do you say your surname is Joe?"

"Well." Joachim nodded.

The pen in the old lady's hand fell on the rice paper, and a fluent and beautiful character "Qiao" appeared on the paper. Looking at her, she asked, "is that it?"

It is not difficult to see from the old lady's past when she was young that she is not a weak woman, so her words are soft with hardness, which is a bit of impetuous heroism.

"Yes." "Lucky is lucky," said Qiao Xinger

The old lady wrote, and soon her name appeared on the paper.

"Tut Tut, granny, your word has not regressed at all." He Lin, holding his chin, commented, and after a pause, winked at Qiao Xinger, saying, "please let Grandma give these to you. You can go back to mount them and sell them. It will definitely make you rich."

“……”

Qiao Xinger is speechless. He Lin gives her such a bad idea in front of the old lady. Is it really good?

"Little girl, don't listen to his nonsense! If you like, I'll draw a picture and bring it back to you. " I'm humane.

He Lin suddenly looked at her like an alien.

How dare Qiao Xinger let the old lady paint for her? She said quickly, "no, old lady. I'm not an expert in painting and calligraphy. Don't bother for me."

The old lady looked down at the rice paper. After a while, she asked, "how old are you this year?"

"Twenty three years old."

The old lady nodded and did not speak.

He Lin said in a side way: "Granny, why do you ask people their age? Check your household registration? "

"You don't care about me!" The old lady raised her head and looked at him Lin very childishly. She turned to look at Qiao xing'er and said, "are you in love?"

"They're all married." He Lin broke in.

"Married?" The old lady seemed surprised.

"Well, I'm married." Qiao Xinger said with a smile.

It's really early to get married at her age. It's normal for an old lady to feel strange.

"Who is it?" Asked the old lady.

"Yu Shaoli, the president of Yushi group."

He Lin said.

The old man frowned and thought, "the son of yuqingshan?"

"Old lady, do you know Yu Shaoli's father?" Qiao Xinger doubts tunnel.

"Yes." The old lady's face was slightly stiff. She turned her eyes to He Lin and said, "I told you a long time ago that if you learn from that boy's ruthlessness, he must be more than what he is now."

"Come on, grandma, don't preach to me." He Lin waved his hand.

I didn't expect that the old lady once regarded Yu Shaoli as a typical example of educating he Lin. it turned out that there was such a saying in rich families as "other people's children."."But how did you choose that boy?" The old lady frowned and shook her head.

It seems that she has some opinions about Yu Shaoli.

Qiao Xinger laughed and said, "emotion is something that can't be controlled by people."

The old lady was shocked and her body was in a flash.

"Old lady!" Joachim gave her a quick hand.

"Granny, what's the matter with you? Sister Lin, call the doctor quickly He Lin walked around the table and helped the old lady anxiously.

"No need." The old lady waved her hand and said, "I'm just a little tired. I want to have a rest." Xiao Lin, help me back to my room. "

He Lin frowned, "Granny, let the doctor come..."

"No, I'm fine. Don't worry. I can't die yet."

The old lady insisted that she would not let the doctor come. He Lin had nothing to do but help her to walk towards the bedroom.

"That's right." The old lady took a few steps and suddenly stopped. She looked back at Qiao Xinger and said, "Xinger, you and Xiao Lin will stay and go after lunch."

"Well, old lady, have a good rest." Said Jo.

The old lady smiles and asks he Lin to help her back to her room.

After a while, He Lin came out of the room and closed the bedroom door gently.

"How's it going? How is the old lady? " Qiao Xinger went over and asked in a low voice.

"It should be OK. I look pretty good." He Lin said.

Qiao Xinger was relieved, paused, frowned and said, "did I say something wrong?"

"I don't think so. Grandma is just like this. When she gets older, she doesn't have enough physical strength. Maybe she feels tired." He Lin said.

"How old is your grandmother?" she asked, nodding and pausing

"It's almost a hundred years old." He Lin said.

"Really?" "I can't see it at all!" said Jo

The old lady's mental outlook and speech are very good, which makes people feel that she is in her eighties at most. Unexpectedly, she is almost a centenarian.