Chapter 117: The Old Mansion

Early in the morning, Lu Cen Yuan and Jing Han went to the clothing store.

Jinghan originally wanted to put on makeup, but then she remembered what her aunt had specially explained to her and asked her to come over without makeup.

Jing Han didn't pry herself anymore, there were some things that her aunt didn't say, and Jing Han also knew it. As far as her makeup technique is concerned, this self-knowledge should still be there.

Base makeup, eye shadow, lipstick...... There should be no one step, but every stroke is not thick. Jinghan originally had a good face, and it looked good if she retouched it casually, but too thick makeup was not good.

In the end, my aunt took a roasted blue hairpin and helped him curl all his hair behind his head, and he walked out of a big girl's show.

It's not everyone's show! Jing Han almost showed the appearance of entering the palace in his previous life, polite and meek.

The first person to see Jinghan in the old mansion was Uncle Fu, who asked them to wait outside.

"It's Uncle Fu who just came over, the elder of the family, and what kind of person is grandpa."

Jing Han nodded and responded to Lu Cenyuan's explanation with a smile.

"Old man, Xiaoyuan is back!" Uncle Fu entered the main house.

"Is the girl here?"

"It's coming, it's coming."

"Old Fu! What do you think of that girl? ”

"Xiaoyuan, this child, has been accurate since he was a child. I think that girl is very good, quiet and quiet, and quite knowledgeable about etiquette. ”

"Humph! What can people who come out of a small place understand? The old man's leading cane poked the ground.

"Old man, let them in!"

"Why?"

"Huiwen is here too."

"Huiwen? Hurry up and let people in. ”

Uncle Fu lured people in, and at this time, a pair of cloudy eyes in the main room were also staring at Jinghan.

I don't walk in a hurry, I don't feel slow, and I don't see panic. Although his head was bowed, his back was straight. Surprisingly, this girl seems to be really good.

When he arrived at the main house, Lu Cen Yuan spoke first.

"Grandpa, I'm here with Jinghan."

"Got it."

The old man's leading crutch clicked on the ground, and Uncle Fu understood and moved a stool for Aunt Huiwen.

But there is only one stool, what it means, it goes without saying.

The old man didn't have the next step to assign, just left Jinghan aside.

"Xiaoyuan, how is Hongyu lately?"

"Okay."

Aunt Huiwen laughed at the old man in her heart. It's not that I can't see Lu Cen Yuan on weekdays, but I talked about the company's major events at this time.

This dismount is also too obvious, it seems that the old man galloped on the battlefield when he was young, and he still can't figure out the short things in this family.

"What's your name?" The old man seemed to have just remembered Jinghan.

"Lao Fu, hurry up and move the stool! Little girl, you see that I have a bad memory when I am old, but don't mind. ”

"You're serious." Jing Han just said these words and stopped saying them.

From the moment she entered the door, Jinghan felt that the old man was not satisfied with her. In this case, the more you say, the more wrong it becomes, it is better to talk less and observe carefully, and maybe you can still get a little roll points.

Later, the old man simply asked a few questions about checking the household registration, and Jinghan simply answered.

"I heard that Miss Chen took the initiative to find my family Xiaoyuan?"

"Yes." Jing Han's face flushed.

Although it is already the 21st century, it is not a glorious thing in the eyes of the elders after all. Especially like Jinghan, when they meet, they have to live in someone's house.

Let's see which elder sees this as something very unacceptable.