"Aunt Keiko, if you take off the needle, your clothes will be broken, right? It's a pity, it seems to be really ......."

Before Xia Yucheng finished speaking, Fujiwara Xiang, who couldn't bear it anymore, got up and grabbed the little clothes: "No, don't move, this is what I knitted for my great-grandson." ”

She sat down, took up her reading glasses, picked up the unfinished sweater, and carefully checked the sweater needles to see if there were any threads: "Stupid, make me angry all day long, I really don't know what is cute about you?"

"Grandma, in the future, my children and Hao will be as smart as Hao, you can rest assured!" Xia Yucheng smiled at Fujiwara Xiang.

Fujiwara glared at her dissatisfied: "It's necessary to be like my grandson, like you, you have to me off to death, hum!"

"Grandma, just look at your great-grandson, don't be angry, okay? I used to have something wrong, I apologize to you, I'm sorry grandma, I made you angry. Xia Yucheng still said very patiently, she saw that the old man snatched the little sweater and continued to knit, and she knew that her anger had disappeared a little bit.

"Do you want to forget about it when you say I'm sorry?" said that if you don't stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, Fujiwara Xiang will have no way to deal with Xia Yucheng, "You drove Wanqing away, what do you mean?"

"That!" Xia Yu's orange lips curled, and she smiled even more happily, "Hao won't be good with her, no matter how rich the Feng family is, it's useless to raise an idler!"

Keiko Fujiwara, who was drinking water, listened to it and almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of water.

"Keiko, look at it, look at it, what are you talking about? Can people still have food to eat? That's the wife I chose for Hao, I said you are jealous!"

"Hao doesn't like her again, why should I be jealous? at most?" Xia Yucheng looked at Fujiwara Xiang who was weaving, "At most, I am jealous that she can get grandma's love......"

Fujiwara replied unhappily: "Hmph, do you still care about the love of a perverted woman?"

"Then I said I care, will grandma love me a little as much as before?" To say that in the past, Fujiwara Xiang was still very good to Xia Yucheng.

So Xia Yucheng thought, since they all agreed to come back with Feng Hao, then they should think more about how good the old man was before, otherwise Feng Hao is now clearly protecting her, but looking at the old man's lonely appearance, she can't bear it.

Fujiwara Xiang stopped talking, skillfully knitting a small sweater, but there was an indescribable warmth flowing slowly in her heart. No matter how dissatisfied she is with Xia Yucheng, that heart is also fleshy.

"Orange Orange, hurry up and have a baby, this is what your grandmother is looking forward to the most. Auntie, don't be angry, Hao and that Li Wanqing don't call, forget it!" Keiko Fujiwara couldn't help but say.

"Lily, go to my room and bring that bamboo basket, the one with a lot of yarn in it!" Fujiwara Xiang helped her reading glasses.

"I'll go, grandma, I'll get it for you!" Xia Yucheng hurriedly got up.

"Who wants you to go?"

Xia Yucheng didn't care, smiled, and took a step towards Fujiwara Xiang's room.

Fujiwara Keiko looked at Xia Yucheng's back and said with a smile: "Auntie, I think Orange is still quite cute, the most important thing is that Hao likes it! The Feng family has never had such a thing happen, it's a good thing!"

"I just don't like that. Fujiwara Xiang said hatefully, looking down at the cute little sweater in her hand, and her heart was really entangled.