There was a rush of footsteps, and a white-haired man of about eighty years of age appeared hastily at the door of the backyard, staggering briskly, followed closely by a young woman with a delicate face.

"Grandpa, slow down."

When the white-haired man's eyes saw Ziye, he couldn't help but be stunned: "The old man is Fei Tiecheng, the shopkeeper of this iron shop, I don't know if this young master is ......."

"My grandfather is Zi Shaofeng, he introduced me to ......" Zi Ye hurriedly reported to his family, and he consciously removed his grandfather's marquis name.

People who can have a relationship with their grandfather are afraid that they are also temperamental, and saying their names will make people feel disgusted by bullying.

Sure enough, a flash of sharpness flashed in Fei Tiecheng's eyes, and he glanced at Ziye curiously up and down, frowning.

"That old guy is your grandfather? When did he get another grandson? Is it an illegitimate child? ”

Ziye's smile instantly stiffened, "Old man, I'm authentic, not an illegitimate child......"

"Authentic?" Fei Tiecheng's expression became more and more confused: "Didn't you say that Zi Shaofeng is a grandson?" Or a thing that can't hold up the wall in the mud, it can't be you, right? ”

The man in the white shirt suddenly couldn't help but let out a low chuckle, laughing so hard that Ziye was red-faced, and he didn't think this evaluation was so harsh before.

But now, after the man smiled, he instantly felt that Zhen Nima was ashamed.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Zi Ye snorted: "Old man, I am the Zi Ye...... It's the one you said was eating and waiting to die...... ......"

"You?" Fei Tiecheng's eyes suddenly turned into a pair of copper bells, and he looked at her dumbfounded: "Are you Ziye?" ”

"Grandpa, he's the waste young master you often mention?" The woman behind Fei Tiecheng was full of curiosity: "It doesn't look like it's very useless......"

"Haha......" The man in the white shirt seemed to be unable to hold back his laughter anymore, laughing so much that Ziye was even more embarrassed, and couldn't help glaring at him viciously.

"What are you laughing at, cramps? Eating waste and waiting for death is also a realm, you have the ability to eat and wait for death......"

"Ahem......" Fei Tiecheng suddenly coughed heavily, "Xiaoyun, the bigger it is, the more unruly it is, why don't you take Zi Shao to the living room for tea......"

Xiaoyun naughtily stuck out his tongue and bowed down to invite the red-faced Ziye, who glared at the white-shirted man again fiercely, and forced him to walk away calmly and quickly.

This time she was really embarrassed to be thrown home, she had never been so wolf in her two lives, especially in front of that man, she felt more and more disgraced.

After turning to the front yard, he was encountering a knife that came to look for him, and when he saw her face crimson, he couldn't help but wonder: "Young master, what's wrong with you?" Why is your face so red? ”

"I gave the dog a bite ......"

……

Xiaoyun didn't realize that his words hurt Zi Ye's little self-esteem, and after serving tea, he stood there with a tea tray, looking at Zi Ye curiously, a pair of clear eyes made Zi Ye like a thorn in his back, and he was even more restless.

"Ahem...... I said, girl, don't look at me like that, okay? Zi Yeji said helplessly: "If you have something, you can go ......"

"I'm fine......" Xiaoyun blinked innocently, causing Zi Ye's words to swallow back into his stomach again.

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