"Uh, Grandpa! Hello, how could you pretend to test me like that last time?"

Wang Qi was stunned, it was really direct, it was exactly the same as in the investigation, as soon as he came up, he asked the teacher to ask for the crime!

"I didn't pretend, I just didn't reveal my identity!"

"But ......"

"Oh, but what? Didn't you bring me a gift? Take it out! It's not delicious when it's cold!"

"Huh

"Xijun, this stinky boy, I told you all about this?"

"What are you talking about?" Looking at the impatient old man, Wen Qingshui instantly understood! "You said roasted sweet potatoes! He didn't say it! I guessed it! Last time in the hospital, you smelled the fragrance and looked intoxicated. But when I was picked up just now, even if I said to buy something else, this uncle couldn't agree!"

Wang Qi smiled awkwardly. I feel a little weak. This kid won't hate him in the future, right?

Seeing Wang Qi's eyes looking at her with an unclear meaning, she still couldn't help it, and finally asked, "Uncle, which one is the real you?"

Wang Qi, who asked this, was even more embarrassed, and his old face couldn't help but blush!

"Haha! Uncle, you're so cute! But your fierce appearance is also in place! You can be an actor!"

It seems that all of a sudden, all the estrangement and uneasiness have completely disappeared! At this moment, the villa, the people in the villa have an inexplicable cordiality to Wen Qingshui.

"Grandpa!" Wen Qingshui suddenly shouted, startling both the old man and Wang Qi. "Grandpa, you can't eat sweet potatoes like this, your stomach and intestines will not be able to stand it! Eat slowly, and you are only allowed to eat this piece today, and the rest will be eaten tomorrow." ”

The old man's rare old face turned red, and he put down the half-bitten sweet potato in his hand.

Wang Qi was surprised. No one has ever controlled the old man with such righteous words, and the old man has never been as obedient as a child who has done something wrong.

"Grandpa, you have eaten too much sweet potato heartburn, you should eat it in small amounts after eating! Especially now that you are going to sleep, your gastrointestinal peristalsis is slow. Sweet potatoes are also very filling. How can I stand it. I wrap the sweet potatoes and bake them in the oven tomorrow and eat them with porridge and side dishes tomorrow morning to make sure the taste remains the same. ”

The old man reluctantly watched Wen Qingshui wrap up the roasted sweet potato, his face full of grievances.

"I didn't expect Grandpa to really love this! Grandpa, let me tell you, I just came here that year, and it was super cold in winter. It was cold and dark that day, and I was alone waiting for the bus. There is a roasted sweet potato seller next to it. I don't think the weather is so cold anymore, and I'm not so tired from working so late! Grandpa, why do you love to eat roasted sweet potatoes?"

"Delicious!" said the old man simply. But Wen Qing saw something from the old man's lonely eyes.

Somehow, she didn't feel strange at all, so she went straight around the bookcase, stood behind the old man, and hugged the old man's neck behind her. It's like being a child. This frightened Wang Qidu. No one has dared to be so presumptuous in front of the old man.

"Grandpa, you can't stay in the house all the time, you should go to the park or something, so that you can be happy! Grandpa, I have two puppies! I'll let you see!" she said as she took out her phone and flipped through the shaky and shaking photos.

The mode of getting along with the old and the young instantly turned into a warm and touching scene. And Wang Qi also discovered the other side of the old man. At this moment, he is not a person in power, not a lonely old man, or an ordinary old man who enjoys the pleasure of his grandson around his knees.

Wang Qi looked at it and withdrew with a smile. At this time, Aunt Wang came over and heard the old man's cheerful laughter coming from inside the room. Aunt Wang looked at Wang Qi in surprise and couldn't help but smile. The old man hasn't been so happy for a long, long time.

Soon the old man heard the gurgling sound of Wen Qingshui's stomach. He smiled and took Wen Qingshui to the restaurant.

Wen Qingshui was gobbling up his meal, and the old man sat on the side and watched, showing a kind smile. The picture is warm and loving.

Bang——!

The door was pushed open with great force. Song Xijun broke in. As soon as I came in, I was stunned.

Song Xijun has been in meetings with the confidential team, cutting off all contact with the outside world. As soon as he came out, he received the news that Wen Qingshui was picked up by his grandfather.

Originally, he thought it was nothing, and grandpa would definitely not be embarrassed.

"Uncle Wang came in person, with a murderous face!" Wei Dong looked eager,

"I won't let me follow!" Liu Mei also looked worried.

"Qing Shui must be frightened!"

"What if the old man is dissatisfied with her and deliberately makes things difficult?"

The two of them sang and harmonized, which made Song Xijun very nervous. But neither grandpa nor Wen Qingshui could contact him, so he rushed over as quickly as possible.

But what about the murderous spirit they say, and what about the frightened people?

What did he see? This must be the grandfather who was serious and managed him very strictly? Not Wen Qingshui's grandfather?

"What does it look like? Can I still eat her?" As soon as he saw him, the old man changed to his old self again.

It's confirmed that it's his grandfather!

Song Xijun has realized his problem. It's not a matter of caring about Qingshui, it's a matter of distrusting grandpa.

He bowed his head in seconds, and instantly became a humble grandson.

Wen Qingshui whispered: "Grandpa, don't be angry! I guess Xijun hasn't eaten either!"

"Have you eaten?" the old man asked sternly, as if a parent was asking if the homework was written?

"I didn't eat!" Song Xijun whispered.

How long has it been since he had eaten at his grandfather's? He doesn't remember, every time he comes here is for business, lessons, discussions, and negotiations! How can he be in the mood to eat!

"Then what are you still standing for, come here! Aunt Wang's cooking is so delicious!" Wen Qingshui highly recommended, she had already eaten all the day's servings. And as if she were the master.

"I don't know how to take care of myself at all, what time is it and I haven't eaten?How can I take care of my business when my body collapses?" The old man was very kind to Wen Qingshui, but he could be said to have a disdainful posture for Song Xijun.

"Grandpa-" Wen Qingshui snorted coquettishly.

Only then did the old man breathe a sigh of relief.

"I don't care about it in the future, he will hand it over to you, you keep an eye on him for me, and if he is disobedient, you will tell me. Don't go back today, let Uncle Wang send you tomorrow morning. Speaking to Wen Qingshui, the old man was very gentle. But as soon as I turned around and saw Song Xijun's painting style, it changed.

"And you, come to the study early tomorrow to find me!"

When did the old man take the initiative to keep him for the night?

Looking at the back of the old man walking out, Song Xijun inexplicably felt his eyes sour. He and his grandfather actually have a good relationship, but they lack that warmth. Today, he finally realized it.