ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

I heard that when the Four Winds Beiling left, Xinglian was sitting on the veranda in front of the house watching the rain scene, and there was no emotion in his eyebrows.

"You unfilial little rabbit cub, you forgot your grandfather and me as soon as you got well, you don't come to Baicaoju to see me these days, and I have to run to the front yard every day for the elderly!" The old man who was chattering on the side frowned coldly, and his beard was crooked angrily.

Xing Lian retracted his gaze and glanced helplessly at the chattering old man beside him, "Grandpa...... You don't come to fool me, it's raining every few days, and your flowers and plants still need me to water them! ”

"Are you left with those flowers and plants? Can't you talk to an old man like me? Hua Lin glared again, and covered his chest with one hand to make a painful gesture, "I know that you two little rabbit cubs have no conscience, and you put me an old man in Baicaoju, and no one will talk to me all day long...... If you have a spirit in heaven, you must teach me a good lesson for these two little conscienceless ......."

“…… Grandfather! Xinglian rolled his eyes and sat up straight, "Fourth brother said that you moved to the deep courtyard by yourself, how can you rely on us now!" ”

"You ——!"

Seeing that Hua Lin was about to start playing unreasonable tricks again, Xing Lian hurriedly stroked his forehead, "I suffered, my heart hurts, my stomach hurts, and my head hurts......"

"Huh? What's going on? Hua Lin immediately stopped playing tricks, rushed to her with an arrow step, and lifted her slender wrist, "Let my grandfather take a look, but the poison hurt my heart a few days ago." ”

"My lungs probably didn't hurt, and if my grandfather didn't continue to argue in my ear, I probably wouldn't be in pain." Xing Lian blinked, Xing Lian stared at the nervous old man in front of him, "Sijing Yan is sitting there and about to have a stick of incense, why don't you give him a chance to say something." ”

Hearing her say this, Hua Lin withdrew her hand, glared at this dead girl who was lawless and dared to tease her grandfather, and finally noticed the man who was quietly drinking tea on the side.

After thinking about it for a long time, he frowned and spoke, "Girl, I heard your fourth brother say that your fiancé ......" Speaking of this, he cautiously glanced at Sijing Yan, who was still drinking tea by himself, "How can you ...... with him"

Xinglian shrugged, stood up and walked to Si Jingyan's side, and put a hand on his shoulder, "If Xing'er likes him, can grandpa agree?" ”

Hua Lin wrinkled an old face, "Xing'er likes it, grandpa naturally agrees, but it's ......"

"Since grandpa agrees, what else is there to say." Xing Lian smiled proudly, reached out and stroked the handsome face of the four scenic spots, and ate a tofu, "Xing'er's marriage contract should be determined by himself, and he will never be at the mercy of anyone." ”

"But......" Hua Lin stepped forward a few steps, pulled her granddaughter's, and whispered in her ear: "This guy looks unfathomable, but he can't see through it at a glance as the child before, Xing'er, don't follow your mother's old path." ”

"Grandpa!" Xinglian slapped the old man's hand away, and starry eyes glared, "Do you think Sijing Yan is even a little similar to Qiao Juncheng's bastard?" ”

"Naturally, there is no resemblance to that bastard...... Hua Lin pondered for a moment, nodded approvingly, but then his eyes widened as if he had thought of something, "You little rabbit, you also said the word bastard?" He's your dad even though he's a bastard! How can anyone say that about their own father? ”

"Isn't my dad a bastard?"

"Of course it's a bastard!"

"That's it."

“……”