A few people were sitting at the table, and they were about to start eating, when suddenly the doorbell rang.

"Grandpa, you eat first, I'll go out and have a look. Jiang Weixi stood up, and after finishing talking to them, he went to open the door.

The old man said, "Okay." At the moment when Jiang Weixi turned around, his face suddenly darkened.

"It must be the unfilial son and unfilial grandson again, they just want to have a meal with my Xiao Jiu, they want to disturb!"

Uncle Zhong looked at the old man who was sulking like a three-year-old child, and wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he had to comfort him.

"Old man, even if they come to disturb you, they can't compare to your status in the little lady's heart, you see that the little lady still asked you to stay and eat together. ”

Outside the door

Jiang Weixi looked at Jiang Qichi, who was carrying a thermos bucket, and was stunned for a moment.

"Sister, why are you standing stupidly?" Jiang Qichi's face was full of smiles, "I brought you a lot of delicious food, you just got out of the hospital yesterday, you have to make up for it." ”

"Oh. Jiang Weixi opened the door, "Since you're here, let's go together." ”

"What's going on?" Jiang Qichi carried the thermos bucket and muttered in his mouth, "Brother is not hungry, just watch you eat, see that you are so thin, eat more." ”

"Yes, just let him watch us eat, such a young man, it's okay not to eat!"

Jiang Qichi looked at the old man Jiang sitting at the table, his face full of shock.

"Grandpa, how did you get here?"

Didn't the old man go out for a walk early in the morning?

The old man snorted coldly, "Why, you can come to me, can't you?"

Jiang Qichi: "......"

I just want to send a nutritious meal to my sister, why is it so difficult for him?

Is this really my own grandson? It's too shameless, isn't it......

Uncle Zhong, who was sitting at the dining table, lowered his head and held back a smile.

How do you feel that this little master looks like he picked it up......

If it weren't for the fact that he watched the little young master grow up, and he had a similar face to the young master, he would really doubt the little young master's background.

After all, everyone was still a family, so they finally sat down together and started eating.

"Xiaoxi drink some of this soup, I asked someone to boil it for you. Jiang Qichi scooped a full bowl and put it in front of her, "Nourish qi and blood, beautify and nourish the skin." ”

Jiang Weixi looked at the pile of food in front of him and held back the sourness in his eyes, "Thank you, brother." ”

Old Man Jiang couldn't help but glare at him when he heard this.

Jiang Qichi, who was stared at, said that he was very innocent, picked up the bowl and began to eat silently.

Jiang Weixi held the soup and fed it into his mouth spoonful by spoonful, but he was already absent-minded.

In her previous life, she was an orphan, and an old grandfather adopted her, but she fell ill and died when she was six years old.

At that time, she couldn't even afford a coffin, so she could only hastily end his funeral.

Memories of her childhood are always vague, and her memories of her loved ones are only when he rode her bicycle to take her to kindergarten every morning.

Once family affection was something out of reach for her, and she didn't feel that she needed it.

If you never have it, you won't have expectations.

Jiang Weixi felt that she understood this sentence now.

At this time, the sound of "ding dong" sounded again.

"You eat first, and I'll open the door." In order to hide the tears in his eyes, Jiang Weixi quickly left his seat.

The grandparents and grandchildren who stayed at the table looked at each other, looking at each other's noses and not noses, and their eyes not eyes.

And Uncle Zhong, who was sandwiched between the two, silently drank the black rice porridge in the bowl, touched his stomach, and felt a little indigestion.

Next time I accompany the old man, he will never go to the dinner table again......