"You want to be someone else's stepmother?!"

Bai Xiao was speechless at the startled two, "It's not what you think......"

The phone resting on the coffee table rang suddenly.

"It's really like glue, and I miss it again after we've been apart for a long time." Qin Shousheng blinked ambiguously.

Bai Xiao picked up his mobile phone, and when he saw the number, his expression softened, and he shouted in a low and soft voice: "Grandma." ”

"Did you get off work?" The old man's concerned voice came from the earpiece: "Isn't it tiring after a day of work?" ”

Bai Xiao walked to the balcony and listened to the phone: "The work of the art center is very easy, I said it, grandma, have you forgotten?" ”

"That's good...... That's it. ”

But the old man quickly complained again: "Why did you send me money again, I haven't used up the last time!" ”

"It's not the middle of the year that I just paid my salary, and I just sent you a little bit, by the way, Dr. Liang called/called me a few days ago, saying that you haven't gone to the hospital for your regular check-up this month, don't forget it."

The old man sighed, his tone full of pity: "You child, how can you be more verbose than me, an old woman." ”

Shirahiro lowered his head and smiled.

"It's November now, and the temperature in Fengcheng is lower than Liyang, so you have to wear more clothes."

"Well, I'll take care of myself."

The old man said again: "Xiaoxiao, pray that the business is big now, you as a wife should take good care of him, do you know?" ”

Bai Xiao's hand holding the phone tightened slightly.

"I remember that his stomach is not very good, if he goes out to socialize and drink, you can make him some porridge at home to warm his stomach, and don't sleep on an empty stomach. At that time, I came to Liyang with you to see me, and he couldn't eat because of stomach pain, so he drank three bowls of sweet potato porridge. ”

The old man recalled the interesting stories of the past, and there was a smile in his voice: "In those days, he pestered me from morning to night to make porridge, a grandmother, and called it sweet, like a monkey spirit...... Xiaoxiao, are you listening? ”

"Listening."

Bai Xiao hurriedly responded, removing the sourness in his heart, "It's so late, grandma, go and rest." ”

"Well, that's good, you go to bed early."

The old man suddenly remembered something: "The hyacinths in the field in front of the house will bloom next year, do you and Qiyou want to come back and take a look?" ”

The anticipation between the old man's words was not concealed, Bai Xiao listened to the sourness, but still tried to make his voice lighter: "Well, when I go back, I will plant those sweet potatoes with you." ”

The old man didn't notice that she said "I'll go back" and hung up the phone happily.

Bai Xiao stood on the balcony, looking at the bustling night scene outside the window, and she didn't come back to her senses until her hands and feet were a little cold.

As soon as he turned around, he faced the two pairs of eyes of Ye Hehuan and Qin Shousheng.

"What are you staring at me for?" Bai Xiao touched his face, "Something dirty?" ”

"Didn't your grandmother know about you being kicked out by the Pei family?" Ye He asked faintly.

Bai Xiao was stunned and nodded, "Her heart is not good, she can't stand the stimulation, my grandmother has been my only relative since she was a child, and I don't want her to have a good one." ”

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