Zhao Xuefang watched Yang Jingjing pounce on Yang Xu like a butterfly, the smile in her eyes faded a little, and then saw Yang Xu hugging Yang Jingjing with a gentle smile, she suddenly felt a little depressed in her heart, and a depressed emotion entrenched in her heart, making her want to vent, but she didn't know how to find a way.

At half past four in the afternoon, Yang Xu was going to pick up Yang Siyan and Yang Nianjing from school, Zhao Xuefang arranged for Yang Jingjing to read a storybook on the sofa, and she went to the kitchen to help Xiao Zhao Zhang Luo have dinner.

Yang Jingjing was bored and flipped through the Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale mixed with Chinese characters and pinyin in her hand, and when she was a little drowsy, Old Man Yang came back.

Yang Jingjing heard the movement and took the initiative to run over to open the door.

When Old Man Yang saw her, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Why did you come here to open the door?"

Yang Jingjing obediently helped her grandfather take the slippers, and when her grandfather changed her shoes, she said, "Dad went to school to pick up my brother and sister." After speaking, without waiting for grandpa to ask again, he added: "Auntie and Uncle Xiao Zhao are cooking in the kitchen." ”

Old Man Yang nodded, reached out and touched Yang Jingjing's head, and took her into the living room with her.

Zhao Xuefang hurriedly greeted him when she heard the movement, and after greeting Old Man Yang, she returned to the kitchen.

Old Man Yang turned on the TV and asked casually, "Jingjing, what have you been doing in the afternoon?"

Yang Jingjing said truthfully: "Dad is going to the study to deal with work, and my aunt will take me to the flower room to chat." ”

Old man Yang raised his eyebrows: "What's your aunt talking to you about?"

Yang Jingjing said innocently: "Auntie said that when she married her father, she didn't know about me and my mother, and it was too late to find out later." ”

Old Man Yang's thick and thick black brows frowned slightly, and he didn't say anything, just stared at Yang Jingjing's face with those sharp eyes for a few seconds, and the expression on his face slowly began to stiffen a little, just when the curvature at the corner of his mouth was about to disappear, Yang Jingjing's eyes tightened slightly, and then said: "Auntie also said that she would treat me as her own daughter, and she would love me very much and be good to me." ”

Old Man Yang's eyebrows and eyes were stretched again, and the atmosphere that had begun to become frozen flowed again.

After a while, Old Man Yang sighed and said in a low tone: "Jingjing, you are a good boy who is sensible, you must know that your father is usually busy with work outside, and the family is actually powerless, and our family is all dependent on your aunt to take care of it。。。。。。 ”

Before Old Man Yang finished speaking, Zhao Xuefang suddenly came out of the kitchen and asked, "Dad, is the lotus root at night fried or cold?"

Old Man Yang turned his head and replied, "Let's mix it cold, put less sesame oil." ”

Zhao Xuefang agreed, turned around and went back to the kitchen.

was interrupted by her like this, Old Man Yang couldn't go on, he looked at Yang Jingjing, who was sitting beside him, and said in his heart, just such a young child, even if he told her, how much can he understand.

He sighed silently, picked up the remote control, and slowly adjusted the channel.

Yang Jingjing looked at her grandfather's side face and silently lowered her eyelashes.

In the previous life, my grandfather was like this, because my stepmother worked hard to manage the whole family, although he didn't say it, but in fact, he was partial in his heart, he hoped that his son could have a successful career, a family and beauty, and other things were not important in his opinion.