So when I saw my grandson's frizzy appearance, I was suddenly unhappy.

Nanfan can't bear to look at this directly, and he usually doesn't see Shaohua like this, why is he a little breathless today?

Thinking of Wang Jiao in the house again, Nan Fan shook his head noncommittally in his heart, not interested in it at all.

However, he still nodded at Jiang Shaohua and replied.

After Jiang Shaohua got Nanfan's definite answer, he trotted directly into the house, and only halfway through the rush, he was caught by Mrs. Jiang who had finished boiling the egg soup, "Shaohua, you go out, this house is delicate today, you sleep with Xiaofan." ”

No doubt he was also blasted out of the house.

Jiang Shaohua walked out of the house a little embarrassed, and Ai Ai and Nan Fan stood in a row, watching the old man water the flowers in the yard, difficult to brother.

"Brother Xiaofan, I heard from the people in the courtyard that Jiaojiao was carried back by you?"

Jiang Shaohua secretly glanced at the old man who was watering the flowers, and asked Nanfan in a low voice.

Nan Fan glanced at Jiang Shaohua expressionlessly, but still said "um" softly.

Jiang Shaohua's brows furrowed, and a serious look appeared on his face.

But it was only for a moment, and it was immediately replaced by entanglement.

"Brother Xiaofan, Jiaojiao is losing her temper again today, in order to blackmail her mother to buy her something, she splashed and rolled on the road into the compound."

Jiang Shaohua finally decided to say what he heard in the compound.

"You know what? The people in the compound laughed at her for being ignorant. ”

Nan Fan turned his head and glanced at him, but still didn't say anything.

Jiang Shaohua was a little embarrassed, after all, it was his little fiancée's trouble.

But Brother Xiaofan is no outsider.

Jiang Shaohua made an excuse for himself in his heart.

He sighed, "Alas, it would be good when Jiaojiao could be as sensible as Lele." ”

Jiang Shaohua muttered quietly, and finally quieted down.

Nan Fan, who was silent on the side, acted as if he hadn't heard anything, but he still watched the old man water the flowers one by one.

Mrs. Jiang cooked the egg soup and brought it to the room, but Wang Jiao had not woken up yet.

She put the egg soup on the table next to her, and whispered to Wang Jiao, who was sleeping on the bed, "Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, get up and drink a bowl of egg soup and then go to sleep?" ”

Wang Jiao on the bed seemed to be asleep, and Mrs. Jiang didn't wake up after shouting a few times.

Instead, he called Jiang Shaohua in the courtyard over.

He strode into the room.

Nan Fan turned his head to look at his back, thought about it and walked into the room.

Seeing that the old lady shouted Wang Jiao several times and didn't wake up, Jiang Shaohua thought about it, ran to Wang Jiao's bed in a few steps, stretched out his hand and gently pushed Wang Jiao on the bed.

"Jiaojiao, my grandmother is calling you, wake up."

Although he didn't use much strength in his hands, he still pulled the injuries on Wang Jiao's body, and she woke up with a snort.

Her thick curly eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her big dark eyes slowly opened.

The room was a little dimly lit, but she could tell at a glance that she hadn't been there.

She blinked a few times to see where it was, and her little fan-like eyelashes fluttered a few times.

The three people on the side were a little dazed.

After all, Mrs. Jiang is a person who has seen the wind and rain, and she is not like her grandson, so she is stupid to see other girls look good-looking.

"Jiaojiao, you're awake, grandma cooked you a bowl of egg soup, get up and drink it before you go to sleep."

Wang Jiao was awakened by the old lady's voice, and her eyes finally found her way.

Looking at the old lady in front of him, isn't it Jiang Shaohua's grandmother, Mrs. Jiang?

Mrs. Jiang was followed by two tall teenagers, with handsome eyebrows, one sunny and the other cold, giving people two completely different feelings, it was Jiang Shaohua and Nanfan.

Is this in Mrs. Jiang's house?

Her mind was still a little foggy, and she didn't have any strength in her body.

She remembered that when Wang Guangfu and Yuan Sufang were walking with her, she was stopped, although she was unconscious at the time, she felt a little familiar when she heard that person's voice before she fell unconscious.

It seems to be Mrs. Jiang.

Wang Jiao looked up at Mrs. Jiang, who was holding a bowl of steaming egg soup.

"Your parents are in a hurry, so they entrusted you to grandma, and they will come to pick you up when they are done."

Mrs. Jiang said, smiling kindly.

Wang Jiao finally recovered a little bit of energy, and barely squeezed out a smile at the three people in the room.

"Thank you, Grandma Jiang."

Wang Jiao propped herself up from the bed and sat down before reaching out to take the egg soup handed over by Mrs. Jiang.

He drank slowly under the eyes of the three people.

Mrs. Jiang smiled kindly.

Jiang Shaohua couldn't help but speak.

"Jiaojiao, I heard that you are playing with your temper again today, and you are still splashing and rolling to threaten your mother, this is not good, you have to learn more from your sister Lele's well-behaved and sensible."

Wang Jiao, who was gurgling and drinking egg soup, heard his words, and the eyes hidden under her eyelashes suddenly became cold.

The little hand holding the bowl unconsciously tightened a little.

The second time.

Jiang Shaohua was not clear for the second time, so he directly defined himself.

She couldn't help but sneer in her heart, he didn't believe himself like that?

He actually looked down on himself like this, and felt that Wang Le was good anywhere, why did he agree to book himself instead of Wang Le?

Yes, this marriage was contracted by the elders, and he, Jiang Shaohua, like himself, did not have the right to say no.

Wang Jiao's heart became even colder, she grabbed the bowl in her hand, took a few more sips, tried to calm the anger in her heart, lowered her head, hummed softly, and then whispered, "I know." ”

In the eyes of others, she looks like a child who has done something wrong.

But her white knuckles revealed her emotions at the moment.

Jiang Shaohua saw that Wang Jiao realized his mistake, and the stone that was pressed in his heart was also put down, it was good that he was still young and old.

He nodded in satisfaction, and the expression on his face became pleasant, with a faint smile.

Although Mrs. Jiang felt that her eldest grandson was too direct to speak, and she didn't know how to care about other girls' faces, she heard that Wang Jiao was actually blackmailing her mother in public, and she also felt that what she did was wrong.

Although she wanted to ask what the situation was, Wang Jiao looked pitiful and admitted her mistake, and she couldn't bear to ask again.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room seemed a little awkward.

Wang Jiao finally drank the last bite of egg soup, Mrs. Jiang took the bowl in Wang Jiao's hand, got up and blasted the two people behind her together.

After Jiang Shaohua got Wang Jiao's satisfactory reply, he swept away the entanglement on his face and returned to his sunny young appearance, and went to the yard to watch the old man watering the flowers.

Nan Fan frowned slightly, and Wang Jiao's reaction just now flashed in his mind.

Mrs. Jiang drove the two teenagers out of the room, and then beckoned Wang Jiao to lie down with a gentle face.