Mountains and Rivers(8)
"I'm your grandson......" Su Feng gritted his teeth and finished saying word by word, the old man still shook his head suspiciously.
"You're lying to me again, my grandson is still with his parents. You are...... Huaqiang, right? β
"Uh......" Su Feng said yes and no, said no and no, he glanced at Zhong Nuanyang's smiling face, and nodded resignedly: "Okay, whoever your old man says is who he is." β
"I said, you lied to me every day and deceived my grandson, what about my grandson?" The old man held Su Feng's hand and asked earnestly.
"......" Su Feng knew that her grandmother was confused again, this was the first time she didn't know how many times she didn't know today, but fortunately, this time she still remembered that she had a grandson.
"Grandma, he's really Su Feng." Zhong Nuanyang stabilized his emotions and once again stretched out the hand of friendship to solve the siege, but this time grandma didn't seem to be so easy to believe.
"Su Feng, I remember, my grandson, how can he be so tall? He ran behind your ass every day at that time," Grandma let go of Su Feng's hand and held Zhong Nuanyang's again: "I just can't rest assured of him, I fight with people every day, I am disobedient, what should I do when I grow up?" Yangyang, you have to take care of him, he is willing to listen to you. β
Zhong Nuanyang couldn't help pursing his lips, looked at Su Feng's speechless expression, and nodded heavily: "Okay, I'll help you take care of him, don't worry." β
On the way back from the sanatorium that day, Su Feng kept sighing, feeling that his place in his grandmother's heart was too vague.
"You're stupid, it's because I've always remembered you that I'm worried that you don't have anyone to care about the church." Zhong Nuanyang put his hands in his pockets and jumped on the snow on the side of the road, listening to his complaints, laughing, bending down to pick up a lump of snow, compacting it into a ball.
"Then why does she always remember you, I'm my own grandson, okay?" When Su Feng saw her bending over, he also secretly pinched a snowball.
Zhong Nuanyang turned around suddenly, and when he threw the snowball out, a flash appeared behind him, and Su Feng stepped over directly and picked up her collar and stuffed a ball of snow into it.
The biting cold made Zhong Nuanyang scream and keep beating, trying to make the snow fall out, but unfortunately the clothes he was wearing were too thick, and he didn't shake out much for half a day.
Su Feng seemed to have reacted a little bit at this time, and hurriedly came over to help her get the rest of the snow out with her collar, and accepted Zhong Nuanyang's beating while doing it: "You are sick, are you naΓ―ve." β
"Didn't I see that you want to play sneak attack, instinctive reaction, instinctive reaction." Su Feng laughed while comforting the angry Zhong Nuanyang.
"Why are you so slow, I've seen you rub the snowball for a long time...... Hahaha......" Su Feng looked at Zhong Nuanyang's angry appearance, and his tears of laughter were about to come out.
Zhong Nuanyang was ashamed and angry, and he almost wanted to rub this stupid big man into the snow next to him to let him taste the taste of ice and snow soaking.
Su Feng laughed enough, only to find that Zhong Nuanyang had been glaring at him fiercely, and he began to make up for it after he realized it: "I didn't mean to, otherwise, you will stuff one for me too?" With that, he really turned around and split his legs, but before he could stand firmly, a solid snowball was stuffed into his neck.
"Ah, are you really here......" Su Feng stood up with grinned teeth, and danced for a long time before pulling the snowball out of his back.
"Let you laugh at me." Zhong Nuanyang snorted and clapped his hands: "This is what you asked for." β