The next day, Xu Yuhua, the old lady of the Ling family, returned from Australia.

came back on his own private jet in order to attend his grandson Ling Shaochen's birthday party.

Xu Yuhua is more than 70 years old, usually pays attention to health preservation, his body is still healthy, and his face is ruddy and not old. From a distance, she looks as young as a woman in her early forties, and only when you look closely, you can see a little crow's feet at the corner of her eye.

When others asked Xu Yuhua about her rejuvenation method, she would only say one sentence: be content and always be happy, and work in the field.

Xu Yuhua has lived on his own farm in Australia for many years, returning to the true nature and living an isolated farm life. There is a kind of chrysanthemum picking under the east fence, leisurely see the artistic conception of Nanshan.

She hasn't been back to F City for five years, and she is old and doesn't like to run around. When the children missed her, they all went to Australia to see her, and she rarely came back here.

This time she came back, not only to celebrate her grandson's birthday, but more importantly, to solemnly reintroduce the child she had adopted for more than ten years to the Ling family.

Ling Yuxing was playing graffiti in the painting classroom dedicated to his sophomore year of the Fine Arts Department, and he had no inspiration to paint today, and he had nowhere to go, so he scribbled and played at will.

For her, it's random graffiti, but last year, a classmate took a pair of graffiti thrown by her and sold it for 600,000 yuan outside, and the classmate couldn't help but take so much money, and later handed over the money to her. She didn't ask for it, she said she threw it away, and the classmate picked it up and it was her classmate's, and she wouldn't want it back.

Until now, there are often classmates squatting in the classroom, waiting to pick up the graffiti drawings she threw away.

However, she never threw graffiti again.

She carefully put the graffiti she drew in her folder, took it back to Ling Xiaoxu to be responsible for selling, and donated the money to Hope Primary School as a charity fund.

There was an ominous person who bought her graffiti every time, and in the past two years, she had collected more than 50 of them, and she didn't know if the person spent a lot of money to buy them for collection or to wipe her ass.

"Ling Yuxing!"

Someone called out to her at the door of the classroom.

Despite her deliberate muffling voice, she recognized it as her annoying brother.

"What are you doing?" She lazily looked back.

The two female classmates who were also painting in the classroom turned around and saw that it was the genius school grass Ling Shaochen, and exclaimed excitedly, he is here, he is here.

He came with a sunny smile.

Ling Yuxing is naturally beautiful but likes to pretend to be ugly, in school, he usually doesn't like to take care of his shoulder-length hair, he doesn't wear makeup and wears black big-framed glasses, and his face is covered with dark yellow BB cream. Clothes are worn to show the soil, and the styles that were popular last year are only starting to be worn this year. Therefore, Wofton's school flower should have belonged to her, but it fell on the head of Mu Qing, a fellow student of the School of Computer Science.

Classmates privately said that Ling Yuxing did not inherit her parents' excellent genes and was disabled. Some female classmates even laughed at her in private, her family was so rich, but she couldn't keep up with the fashion trend and had no celebrity style.

That's what she wants.

Don't be as stylish and dazzling as Ling Shaochen, she likes to live a low-key life and live her little life quietly.

"The old lady is back, come home with me." Ling Shaochen leaned against the door, she refused to come out, so he said it in public.

The classmates in the classroom all looked at her, and the old lady was referring to her grandmother Xu Yuhua.

"Won't I go home myself, why should I go back with you?"

Who is the boss, this kid spoke in a tone as if he wanted to bring the baby home.

Don't forget, she's the eldest sister, okay.

"Uncle Haitao's car is waiting at the school gate, can you go?" Ling Shaochen shrugged, the words were delivered, she loved to leave.

If she doesn't come out, Uncle Haitao will call her too, stinky old lady!