Chapter 237: Our Family, Seven Seven Stewards
Before leaving, Tang Qiqi came to say goodbye to Mrs. Tang.
But he didn't want the door of Mrs. Tang's ward to be closed and no one was seen.
"Grandma?" Tang Qiqi leaned on the side of the door and knocked gently.
Only Aunt Liu's voice came from inside, "Miss, go back, the old lady said she didn't want to see you." ”
"I'm old, and I can't see the parting scene."
Tang Qiqi didn't force it when he thought about it, "Grandma, then you must take care of your body, I'll come back to see you every week, okay?" ”
The only thing that responded to her was Aunt Liu's urging, "Hurry up, the old lady said she didn't want to hear your voice." ”
Tang Qiqi took a deep breath and reluctantly glanced at the ward before leaving.
I secretly swore in my heart that no matter how busy I was, I would come back every week to see the old man, so that she would not be too lonely.
However, when the two of them cleared the security check the next day and stepped on the private jet prepared by the Qi family, Tang Qiqi found that there was an extremely familiar person in the seat.
Wearing sunglasses, he leisurely crossed Erlang's legs, and there was a crutch next to him that could be used as a 'weapon' at any time.
Seeing her, he slowly put down the fruit in his hand, pushed his sunglasses to the bridge of his nose to reveal his eyes, and grinned, "So coincidentally? ”
Tang Qiqi: "......"
She really underestimated her grandmother.
Tang Qiqi walked over with a headache, and before he could speak, a person rushed out from behind him and rushed towards her, "Do you miss me very much!" ”
The sharp voice shook Tang Qiqi's brain.
"You...... You ......" After pushing people away with a look of disgust, he pointed to the overly proud Mrs. Tang on the chair, and then pointed to Yu Luoxi in front of him, unable to squeeze out a word for a long time.
In the end, I could only rub my temples with a headache.
If there is to be a peaceful day on this day, it will be a hell of a day.
Forget about a grinding goblin, and then an old naughty boy, Tang Qiqi can have a premonition that the small county town is about to be set off by a storm.
"No, little candy, she is willful, why are you messing around with her?" Tang Qiqi pulled Yu Luoxi and pressed the person to sit on the sofa chair.
"I'm not messing around, I won't tell you, I'm here to go to school this time."
Tang Qiqi: "......"
That tone that didn't seem like a joke, Tang Qiqi knew that it was too late for what he was saying now.
I had to turn my head and clasp my hands on my chest to look at the person who was sneaking around and making small movements, "Little candy? ”
Mrs. Donald's hand, which was about to reach for the candy, hurriedly took it back, "What are you doing?" ”
"Can you be discharged? Have you recovered physically? Did the doctor allow it? ”
Facing the questioning, Old Madam Tang got up calmly, "It's time to show you ordinary people a piece of Tang Clan's Eight Duan Jin." ”
The activity moved a few times, and deliberately glanced at Tang Qiqi, "Especially someone, open your eyes and look at it." ”
Tang Qiqi: "......"
Looking at the person who was really about to jump up, Tang Qiqi hurriedly helped the person back to the chair and fastened the seat belt, and then leaned back on the sofa weakly, "Grandma, don't make trouble." ”
"Who messed with you, now that you've taken off, you can't let me jump, right?" Mrs. Tang shrugged her shoulders and said again, "Besides, I'm here to join my grandson-in-law, what's the matter with you?" ”
"Ahem." As soon as the words fell, the person who had been silent clenched his fist with one hand against his thin lips and reminded appropriately, "Grandma, our family...... It's the Seventy-Seven Steward. ”
So even if he came to join him, he still listened to his family.