After the sound of the iron deadbolt sliding, the one on the left of the two doors opened.

A middle-aged woman who looked to be about forty, curled up with short hair and a good temperament, stood on the inside of the door.

"Uncle Lin, you're here."

Although those beautiful eyes tried to smile, the smile made people feel full of falsehood.

"Xiaofu, I'm sorry, I'm here to disturb again."

The smile on the corner of Fu Huilan's mouth tugged again, "Uncle Lin, where do you speak, please hurry up in the house." ”

Fu Huilan turned sideways and made way of the passage.

"Xiaohan, come, I've seen Director Fu."

Grandpa Lin pulled Zihan forward and gave her an encouraging look.

Director Fu?

Zihan's heart suddenly understood, in fact, the relationship between grandpa and Cheng Fangyong was not too close.

"Hello Director Fu!"

Zihan smiled all over her face and greeted Fu Huilan very politely.

Fu Huilan's gaze couldn't help shrinking after seeing Zihan who suddenly appeared, and the smile that squeezed out of the corners of her mouth also lingered for a moment.

A little girl who is looking poor and sour, the army-green clothes on her body should be modified from the military uniform that Lin Yanpu took from his house!

Who is she? What is Lin Yanpu going to order this time?

Zihan obviously felt Fu Huilan's unkind eyes on her, she smiled bitterly in her heart, and lowered her eyes slightly to look at her.

"Uncle Lin, this is—"

"Xiaofu, this is my granddaughter Zihan."

Grandpa Lin's already not very good mood became even heavier, looking at Zihan, who lowered his head slightly, poor Zihan, he suddenly regretted that he had brought her with him when he came today.

No matter how bad their attitude is, he can bear it, as long as Cheng Fangyong still remembers that he saved him and promised to help the little girl find a job, it will be enough.

Granddaughter?

The look on Fu Huilan's face was stunned for a moment, and then she tried to squeeze out a smile again.

"It's Uncle Lin's granddaughter!" It's a little loud and a little harsh.

However, perhaps because she also realized the unclear meaning in her words, Fu Huilan's words instantly became gentle again.

"It's called Zihan, right! The name is so nice and the look is so cute. ”

Her hand stretched out, and when she was about to caress Zihan's head, she lifted it up again and brushed her bangs.

The corners of Zihan's mouth couldn't help but slanted, if she could, she really wanted to pull her grandfather out of this door now.

However, at this moment, she could only try to raise her head and smile shyly at Fu Huilan.

Fu Huilan led Grandpa Lin and Zihan to the main house located at the front and back of the courtyard.

At the door, Fu Huilan knocked on the closed door.

"Dad, Uncle Lin is here."

"Oh, got it, let him in!"

Fu Huilan pushed open the door and let Grandpa Lin and Zihan walk in.

"Lao Lin is here, come, sit down!"

Cheng Fangyong, who was the same age as Grandpa Lin, but much more energetic than Grandpa Lin, was dressed in a new army-green costume and sat on the left side of the Eight Immortals table in the middle, greeting Grandpa Lin lukewarmly as he walked in.

"Cheng Lao, I'm sorry to disturb you again."

As he spoke, Grandpa Lin quietly patted Zihan's hand holding his arm, inexplicably worried that he would scare the little girl.

"You and I are not outsiders, what are you polite about."

The words were kind, but the tone was a little too pale.

"It's—"

Cheng Fangyong finally noticed Zihan beside Grandpa Lin, and asked after his eyes shrank slightly.

"Cheng Lao, this is my granddaughter Zihan." Grandpa Lin tilted his head and looked at Zihan distressedly, "Zihan, come to see the head of the process." ”