The next morning.

It was really a very early morning, because Jiang Tae-cheol could see that the sun had just risen in the east, revealing a round head like half a braised egg.

He got out of bed, folded the quilt, washed up, and went downstairs for breakfast.

The two old men got up early as always, and white porridge and pickles were placed on the table as always.

White porridge is the white porridge of China, and pickles are the pickles of China.

His grandmother changed her clothes today, and the big peony flower on the white cheongsam was extremely delicate.

Kang Tae-cheol still thinks that his grandmother is beautiful, because he doesn't think that anyone else can wear this dress so well except his grandmother.

His grandfather was still reading the newspaper.

In the morning, the air was cold, and it was full of flowers and trees, so the humidity would be heavier, so my grandmother took a blanket and draped it over my grandfather on the open-air balcony.

Jiang Taizhe has always had the habit of thinking, and now he is gulping down warm white porridge while chewing on crispy pickles, while thinking that every time he comes to his grandfather's house, he gets up so early, whether it is because he is infected by the atmosphere or by the hard bed.

Jiang Taizhe didn't sleep very well last night, he liked to sleep on a soft bed, but his grandfather's house was full of hard beds in both the master bedroom and the guest room, which made him very uncomfortable all night.

After eating, Jiang Taizhe was going to go back, and he was going to come over with Han Jiaren before noon.

Grandma and grandfather are doing Tai Chi, or double Tai Chi.

The two old men are people who love life, so they can still wear cheongsams and stand up straight in their old age.

They didn't play well, but you can't say they're bad.

Jiang Taizhe had said before that his grandfather was too ugly, and then he was whipped three times by the red wicker that was the same age as him

Han Jiaren didn't sleep well last night, Jiang Taizhe's phone call made her feel like a big enemy, and she spent the whole night in bed thinking about how to deal with tomorrow, what clothes to wear, whether to put on makeup, how to call herself when they met, and she has been fat recently, and Jiang Taizhe eats too little

She had a stomach full of resentment and wanted to send it to Jiang Taizhe, but after seeing Jiang Taizhe's two same dark circles, she softened, and Nuo Nuo asked if this meeting would be very psychologically stressful.

Jiang Taizhe smiled and said, how can I be, I just can't sleep because the bed board is too hard.

Then he was pinched and twice by Han Jiaren.

Jiang Taizhe thought to himself, isn't this fate? Otherwise, how could it be the same as his grandfather's approach?

He touched Han Jiaren's face, the sincere face that came over made Han Jiaren's face full of spring love, and when she closed her eyes and was ready to greet something, one hand stroked her eyelids, and then deducted a little eye droppings.

So he was pinched twice by Han Jiaren.

The most rare thing for us humans is to be able to find problems and solve them.

Jiang Taizhe told us about this, if you are used to sleeping in soft beds, then don't go to hard beds, because then you won't be able to sleep.

Jiang Tae-cheol was eating steamed buns downstairs, a bowl of white porridge and a plate of pickles obviously couldn't fill his stomach, and Han Jiaren was upstairs changing clothes.

The buns were eaten quickly, but Han Jiaren's speed of changing clothes was very slow, and Jiang Taizhe went upstairs to look at her but found that the cloakroom was a mess.

There was a pile of clothes piled up on the ground, and Han Jiaren didn't know which one to wear with two hanbok in her hand.

Kang Tae-chul grinned, walked over and hugged her and kissed her, and then threw both hanboks on the ground.

Han Jiaren finally listened to Kang Tae-cheol's words and changed into an ordinary dress, a plain white dress, and on her wrist was an emerald green bracelet that Kang Tae-cheol had run for half of Seoul to buy again, and there was no decoration other than that.

Today, the two did not call a nanny car, but set off in their own car.

Jiang Taizhe can't drive, and Han Jiaren is an otaku, so the demand for cars is not particularly high, but for emergencies, they still bought a domestic Hyundai.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Jiang Tae-cheol felt very ashamed, he looked at Han Jiaren's skilled driving skills, and vowed to learn to drive after filming this TV series.

"Taizhe, tell me about it" Han Jiaren bit her lip, a trace of blush appeared on her face, and her eyes were a little fluttering, but in the end she still said the words from the bottom of her heart, "Tell me about grandpa and grandma." ”

It was as if he had exhausted his strength, and even the hand holding the steering wheel trembled a little.

Jiang Taizhe wanted to hug this lovely woman tightly, but he had no choice but to do less such dangerous things while driving, so he had to stroke her hair, and then slowly spoke.

"My grandfather's name is Li Zhiyi."

"Li Zhiyi, is your grandfather Chinese?" It's still early, and it's not far from Seongbuk-dong to Itaewon, and I still have to listen to Kang Tae-cheol, so Han Jiaren's car drove very slowly.

With Kang Tae-chul's personality, it is guaranteed to be no more than sixty yards.

"My grandfather is Korean." After speaking, Jiang Taizhe thought carefully for a while and continued: "But you are not wrong to say that he is Chinese. ”

"My grandfather was born and raised in South Korea, and then studied and studied in China." Kang Tae-chul fell into the memory.

"He stayed in China for 20 years and didn't return to South Korea until he was confused."

"Why did you stay in China for so long, and why did you come back to South Korea?"

"He loves China, so he stayed in China for 20 years. He loves China, so he can't stay another twenty years. Kang Tae-cheol's tone was a little sad.

"Because he's Korean." Seeing that Han Jiaren was puzzled, Jiang Taizhe explained.

"My grandmother and grandfather met, knew each other, and fell in love with each other at Tsinghua University."

"My mom was born in China, but it's funny to say that my grandparents liked Chinese food so much, and my grandma had good cooking skills, but my mom hated it."

"Auntie is a very assertive person." Han Jiaren finally held back a sentence.

"Rebellion is rebellion, don't say good things for her." Kang Tae-cheol responded with a smile, he has insisted on speaking Korean since he was a child without learning Chinese, and he has to go back to South Korea in high school

Maybe there was also this factor when they returned to South Korea, Jiang Taizhe thought lightly.

"When my grandfather returned to Korea, he entered Seoul National University, which was still called Seoul National University at that time."

"Don't be surprised, my grandfather's twenty years in China were not wasted."

"Then he became an associate professor, then he became a professor, and then."

"And then what?"

"Then I became the vice president of Seoul National University." Jiang Tae-chul was a little embarrassed and added: "I was admitted to Seoul Daquan by strength." ”

Han Jiaren snorted a little arrogantly, and Kang Tae-chul told her that she gave up Berkeley's admission in order to "follow the path that Kim Tae-hee has walked".

"What about your grandmother?" Han Jiaren didn't think that his grandmother was an ordinary person.

"My grandmother's name is Zhao Jinlan, and she is now teaching at Ewha Womans University."

"Gone?"

"And what else do you think should be?" Jiang Taizhe spread his hands a little helplessly, "Do you think that everyone in our family should be particularly powerful?" ”

Han Jiaren's chick nodded like a peck of rice, and Jiang Taizhe pinched her white and tender face angrily.

"Actually, they are ordinary people, my grandfather and my grandmother are ******** scholars who studied abroad for many years and then returned to China, don't think it's so complicated, in fact, they are very good." Jiang Taizhe reached out and pinched Han Jiaren's pouting mouth.

"I knew that I would have bought a few sets of cheongsams to wear." Han Jiaren muttered.

"But you know so much Chinese culture, didn't your grandfather teach you?" Han Jiaren asked curiously.

"yes, but my dad taught me some too."

"But I don't really like my grandmother's Chinese food." Jiang Taizhe was a little distressed.

"Why?"

"You'll know when the time comes."

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