Chapter Seventy-Four: Where Is My Grandson?

The room that suddenly darkened made Jiang Linxian and Ye Rousheng unclear.

I saw the old grandmother neatly placing the four pairs of dishes and chopsticks on the table.

After serving four bowls of rice, and then placing all four pairs of chopsticks flat on top of the bowl, I sat down without hurrying.

The room was pitch black.

Suddenly, the temperature dropped by a few degrees.

Jiang Linxian felt a hint of coolness behind him.

He felt a yin wind blowing from behind him.

He saw where Ye Rousheng was sitting.

At this moment, her expression was a little unnatural, her face was extremely serious, and her beautiful eyes showed a trace of panic.

The more unknown things are, the more frightening they become.

Jiang Linxian looked at the dishes and chopsticks in front of him, and then looked at the old woman sitting opposite him.

Seeing that her expression became a little wooden, I didn't know whether to speak for a while.

"Grandma, grandma?" Ye Rousheng suddenly whispered to the old grandmother beside her.

The old woman suddenly turned her head 90 degrees and tilted her head to look at her.

She seemed to be struggling to remember something, and her face showed a painful emotion: "You...... You are...... Sun Xiaoxiang, right? ”

"I haven't seen you in a long time."

"All of a sudden, I can't even remember."

Ye Rousheng was a little puzzled.

The sudden eerie darkness and the old woman's inexplicable words short-circuited her brain.

For a moment she forgot to answer.

"Yes, he's Sun Xiaoxiang." Jiang Linxian shook his arm slightly and replied calmly.

When the old grandmother heard Jiang Linxian speak, she immediately set her eyes on him.

Her neck suddenly stretched out, crossed the dining table from her old body, and landed in front of Jiang Linxian.

Tsai scrutinized him carefully.

Jiang Linxian felt his scalp tingle and sat straight on the seat.

His hands rested naturally on his knees under the table.

At the same time, his right hand was already clenching the blood-colored ghost stick.

The atmosphere is a little weird right now.

He couldn't tell what the grandmother in front of him was doing.

"Are you...... Zhang Yayang? ”

"Yes, Mom, I'm Zhang Yayang" Jiang Linxian's brain was running rapidly, and he opened his mouth to answer.

If his guess is correct, the four pairs of dishes and chopsticks in front of him should be their family of four.

The grandmother, her son, his daughter-in-law, and her grandson.

And now, their task is to role-play, playing the grandmother's son and daughter-in-law.

As for the grandson......

The old grandmother hasn't asked yet, so he can leave it unanswered.

"It's really Zhang Yayang!" The old grandmother's expression became extremely excited.

The wrinkled eye sockets trembled slightly, and the cloudy eyes were covered with mist.

"Child, Mom misses you, it's so nice to see you." The old grandmother said excitedly.

"Mom, I want to do it too." Jiang Linxian suddenly had a nosebleed as he spoke.

When the old grandmother saw it, she immediately showed a look of surprise: "Child, what's wrong with you?" Why do nosebleeds occur? ”

"I'll get you some tissues."

She retracted her stretched neck and got up tremblingly, ready to take some paper from the glass table in the living room to Jiang Linxian.

Jiang Linxian immediately got up and hugged her.

"Mom, you sit down and eat, I'll come by myself."

He said as he walked to the glass table in the living room.

He currently has the Night Pupil skill, and darkness is like day to him.

After finding a tissue to wipe off the nosebleed, Jiang Linxian returned to his seat and sat down.

"Mom, Sun Xiaoxiang and I came over to accompany you today." Jiang Linxian said, he glanced at Ye Rousheng beside him, and his eyes signaled.

"Yes, Mom, Zhang Yayang and I came here today to accompany your old man." Ye Rousheng smiled, and naturally picked up the chopsticks on the top of the chopsticks.

But she found that she couldn't lift those chopsticks no matter how hard she tried.

For a moment, her eyes showed horror, and she looked at Jiang Linxian like a help.

Jiang Linxian thought for a moment and squeezed out a smile: "Mom, let's eat, otherwise the food will be cold." ”

"Huh...... Hehe......"

The old grandmother suddenly showed a satisfied smile: "Okay, it's good." ”

"Let's eat." The old grandmother's mood suddenly improved a lot.

She picked up her chopsticks and began to pick up the vegetables.

At this time, Jiang Linxian also picked up chopsticks.

He took a piece of meat and put it in the old grandmother's bowl, and said with a smile: "Mom, you eat more meat, see that you have lost weight after working all day." ”

"If you are like this, we will feel sorry for us as children."

"Mom doesn't like meat." The old grandmother smiled happily: "Now that I am older, I am prone to high blood pressure if I eat too much meat." I'll just eat some greens. ”

"Don't look at me, you can eat too, and serve your own vegetables." The old grandmother looked at Jiang Linxian motionless, raised her eyelids, and looked at him with a smile.

"I'm eating." Jiang Linxian said.

Ye Rousheng on the side also picked up the chopsticks at this moment, and there was no sense of powerlessness that she couldn't hold just now.

She said in a gentle voice: "Mom, your body is fine, Zhang Yayang and I have been too busy recently, and we haven't had time to come to see you, as soon as I am free today, I will pull Zhang Yayang over to accompany you." ”

"Okay, very good." The old lady said with a smile as she ate.

She raised her head slowly, her eyes wandered around, and she wondered, "Didn't Zhang Xiaojia come today?" ”

"You didn't bring my good grandson here?"

"He's going to cram school." Jiang Linxian found a reason and said: "Now the competition for children in school is too great, and they can't keep up with the school curriculum if they don't go to cram school." ”

"That's hard work." The old grandmother sighed: "I don't know if my grandson can stand it." ”

"Mom, don't worry, next time we are free, we will definitely bring Zhang Xiaojia over to accompany you." Ye Rousheng said with a smile.

"Okay, okay." The old grandmother was eating happily.

Jiang Linxian and Ye Rousheng on the side were in a somewhat complicated mood.

They didn't expect this to be the way this task would come.

And I don't know how to end it either.

The two of them ate with their own hearts.

Chatting with grandma from time to time.

The atmosphere was unusually harmonious.

Lunch was almost over.

Jiang Linxian put down the chopsticks and said with a smile: "Mom, after you finish eating, put the dishes and chopsticks here, and I'll help you wash the dishes." ”

"No, I'll do it myself, you can't do this kind of work."

"Mom, just let him do it." Ye Rousheng smiled and said: "Let's come here once, let us do our filial piety as children." ”

Jiang Linxian echoed: "Yes, Mom, we finally came once, you are cooking and washing dishes, we are all embarrassed." ”

"This should be known to the neighbors outside, and it must not be said that we do not know how to be filial."

Hearing this, the old grandmother put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and her smile was even brighter.

"Okay, okay, I'll let you do it."

Jiang Linxian began to seriously clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

He said while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks: "Let Sun Xiaoxiang talk to you." ”

"Mom, let's sit on the couch and talk." Ye Rousheng said, slowly helping the old grandmother.

The old grandmother got up, and after walking a few steps, she paused, turned her head to look at the daughter-in-law in front of her, and suddenly asked, "By the way, where is Zhang Xiaojia?" ”

"Why didn't you see him?"

"Where did you take my grandson?"

Jiang Linxian: ???

Ye Rousheng: ???