Shen Yicheng adjusted his voice, "you can sleep for a while."

Ji Rao looked out of the window and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Shen Xingyun means to point a way, "elder brother, the appearance that sister-in-law sleeps also quite lovely."

"Go away." Shen Yicheng looks at Shen Xingyun like a warning, because he doesn't want to wake Ji Rao, so his voice is very light, but his tone is extremely cold, "don't look for trouble."

Shen Xingyun is not afraid of his brother's anger. He leans forward slightly and looks at Shen Yicheng in the rearview mirror with a smile. "I don't know if my brother has ever heard such a saying, delicious but dumplings, fun but..."

On the side of the road, a car suddenly stepped on the brake and stopped at the side of the road.

A moment later, a boy came down from the rear door with an ugly face. Almost as soon as he got down, the car rushed out.

Shen Xingyun, who only ate a car full of exhaust gas

He gritted his teeth and thought about the appearance of Shen Yicheng just now. With a cold face, he asked him to get out of the car, or he would not live in his home again. Shen Xingyun had to follow the naked threat.

Shen Xingyun could only stand in the heat for ten minutes before he got a taxi.

"Here we are, jirao."

Ji Rao opened his eyes gently, then opened the door and got off.

Grandfather Shen lives in a small courtyard in the mountains. Although it's not very luxurious, it has a different scenery. All the trees are lush and luxuriant. If you listen carefully, you can still hear the murmur of the stream.

"It rained a little yesterday. Take my hand. Don't fall."

Ji Rao stepped on the muddy shoes before he took a few steps. He stretched out his hand to hold Shen Yicheng. Because he didn't wake up, he looked a little wilted. His eyelids drooped lazily and didn't say much.

Just didn't walk two steps, Ji Rao suddenly thought of what looked back.

"What's the matter?"

"Where's your brother?"

As soon as Shen Xingyun was mentioned, he remembered what his good brother had just said in the car.

"He'll come by himself later. Don't worry about him."

Ji Rao looks at Shen Yicheng's handsome face, and always feels that he seems to be a little angry. He stretched out his hand and touched the forehead of Shen Yicheng. The man's face, which had just been completely black, seemed to clear up again in an instant.

"Is your grandfather's house so hard to walk?"

"Yes," Shen Yicheng said, "every time I come to my grandfather's house, it's like learning from scriptures."

After another two steps, Ji Rao suddenly stops. He looks slightly in one direction. Shen Yicheng also looks in the past. There is nothing unusual.

"What's the matter?"

Ji Rao frowned slightly, then shook his head, "it's OK, let's go."

After another seven or eight minutes, they saw grandfather Shen's house. It was a two-story building with a very elegant and retro decoration.

Granny Shen knew they were coming for a long time, so she waited at the door. Seeing their figures, she laughed.

"Is this Ji Rao?" Grandma Shen didn't even look at Shen Yicheng. She took Ji Rao's hand.

Granny Shen has gray hair and is a head shorter than Ji Rao, but she is wearing a vermilion Qipao. Her every move is elegant and scholarly. She reveals a sense of temperament. From her back, she really thinks she is a young girl.

Ji Rao is held by her hand, suddenly some Lengzheng.

"Grandma has made a lot of food for you. I'll wait for you to come and eat. The young man is so handsome. My family is blessed."