Not far away, Zhuang Zongren was just smiling and watching the group of juniors make a fuss, but after seeing Ning Xi change his clothes and come out, his eyes instantly turned red, and he muttered in disbelief, "Ah Ci...... Ah Ci ......"

After Zhuang Liaoyuan found out his father's excited reaction, he couldn't help but look sideways.

Ah Ci?

Isn't that a mother's nickname?

"The kid...... The kid ...... It's really like Ah Ci when he was young......" Zhuang Zongren trembled and muttered, his eyes full of deep longing and love for his deceased wife.

When Zhuang Zongren first met Ning Xi, Ning Xi was going to talk about business, and his makeup and dress were very shrewd and capable, so he didn't notice it much that time.

But today, Ning Xiwei Shi Fandai's appearance in a pink princess dress made Zhuang Zongren find that it was really similar to when he first saw his beloved wife Aci......

He didn't expect that Lingyu and Ke'er were not like Ah Ci, and Ning Xi, the granddaughter, would be very similar to her.

Zhuang Liaoyuan looked at Ning Xi's direction and tried to recall his mother, but because his mother died early, he almost had no impression of his mother.

However, I vaguely remember that my mother had a photo of her smiling beside her father in a princess dress, and the mother's temperament in that photo is indeed very similar to Ning Xi at this moment.

……

In the evening, the village house.

Zhuang Zongren made a table of good dishes.

Zhuang Zongren's attitude towards Ning Xi was polite and grateful before, but now he is cordial and enthusiastic.

At the dinner table, the old man vigorously sandwiched the dishes for Ning Xi, "Xiaoxi, eat more!" Eat more! ”

"Thank you, sir!" Ning Xi was a little flattered by the other party's overly enthusiastic attitude.

Zhuang Rongguang, who was gnawing on the chicken legs, pricked up his ears, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and then, he stared at Ning Xi directly, and after a while, he suddenly stood up with a bang, staring at Ning Xi excitedly, "! I remember! You're the woman who tripped me up that day at home when I was running away! ”

Zhuang Zongren looked displeased when he heard this, "What are you doing, don't sit down for me!" Also, what is this woman and that woman, Xiaoxi is older than you, you should call someone sister! ”

Zhuang Rongguang looked like a ghost, "Am I crazy, I called her sister, I said sister, what kind of grudge do I have with you, why have you been abusing me non-stop since we met?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhuang Liaoyuan on the side glanced at his son with a displeased face, and reprimanded: "It's not big, it's not small!" ”

Zhuang Rongguang looked at his grandfather and then at his father, and suddenly "snorted" and howled, "Why are you all talking to her!" Did the two of us hug the wrong one back then! She's your own! ”

Zhuang Zongren made a tiger face and glared at his grandson, "I hope it's the wrong one!" It's a pity not! ”

Zhuang Rongguang, who was ruthlessly disliked, suddenly burst into tears.

"Xiaoxi, is your work going well? Busy or not, tired or not? Zhuang Zongren didn't pay attention to his grandson at all, and looked at Ning Xi with concern and asked.

Feeling the genuine concern in the old man's tone, Ning Xi hurriedly said, "It's going well, I'm not tired, I like my current job very much." ”

"Oh, that's good, I heard Ke'er say that you also opened a clothing company, don't be tired!"

"Uh-huh, I know!" Ning Xi hurriedly responded.