"Grandma, okay, don't clamp it anymore, I can't eat anymore. Also, don't call me a little baby in the future, it's too awkward. I'm an adult, so you might as well call me Weizhe. ”

Weizhe said to Keiko very upset, and at the same time prevented her from continuing to serve vegetables for herself.

The son's impatient attitude towards his mother and his impolite way of speaking made the young emperor very dissatisfied, so he reprimanded lightly: "Wei Zhe, how can you talk to grandma like this, she is your elder, how to call you her freedom, how can you teach grandma without respect?" Apologize to grandma! ”

"I'm sorry, grandma."

Wei Zhe apologized in a low voice and continued to eat with his head bored.

Seeing that her baby grandson was unhappy, Keiko was distressed.

She glanced at the young emperor and said angrily: "Oh, young emperor, what do you say he does?" Zhezhe is right, I shouldn't call him a little good baby, because ah, my little good baby has grown up, right? ”

After speaking, Keiko touched Wei Zhe's face very dotingly, Wei Zhe raised his head, looked at his grandmother, smiled indifferently, and did not speak.

For a while, everyone was silent, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Her father committed suicide, and Fei Yu, who was only six years old, married into the Yan family with her mother, although the Yan family treated her very well, she knew that she was an "oil bottle girl"

, so she is more mature and sensible than other girls, she knows that in this family, she can't be willful, she has to be able to observe words and feelings, be well-behaved and sensible, and please everyone in the Yan family, especially her brother Weizhe.

I remember that it was a sunny afternoon, and my mother took her little hand and walked into Yan's house, and she timidly looked at the splendid mansion - her future new home.

At this time, a handsome little boy walked up to her from upstairs, and he smiled and said to her: "His name is Yan Weizhe, and he is her brother, he told her not to be afraid, he will protect her in the future." ”

From that moment on, she fell in love with her brother Weizhe, and when she grew up, she secretly vowed in her heart: in the future, she must be the wife of Brother Weizhe, like her mother, and become the future mistress of the Yan family.

Brother Weizhe is her male god and her master, and for him, she politely rejected the passionate pursuit of all the wild bees and butterflies around her, including Leng Xinyu, the son of Uncle Leng Aofeng, who loves her very much.

She doesn't regret giving up the entire forest for the sake of a tree, she wants to prove to Brother Weizhe: In this life and this life, you will not marry!

Brother Weizhe was unhappy, she was worried, so she had an idea and came up with a joke: "Brother Weizhe, let me tell you a joke." Listen, in this music class, the teacher played a Beethoven tune, and Xiao Ming and Xiao Hua were at the same table. So Xiao Ming asked Xiao Hua, "Can you hear what kind of tune the teacher plays?" Xiaohua replied, of course, playing the piano. "Hehehe..." Everyone else laughed happily, but her brother Weizhe didn't laugh, and Feiyu was very disappointed. "Grandma, Dad, Mom, I'm full, you use it slowly." After speaking, Wei Zhe touched Fei Yu's head and left the restaurant. Looking at his son's back far away, the young emperor's heart was full of worry. Walking into his bedroom and turning on the light, Wei Zhe gently took out the dusty photo with her from the drawer. In the yellowed photo, the young man leaned happily on her arms, her eyes were gentle as water, smiling and hugging him tightly.