"A treat." Ye Maoshan smiled brightly and couldn't stop the smile on his face: "Nian Nian wants to go home for dinner. I thought that the cooking skills at home are average, so I might as well go out to eat. Isn't there a chef from S Province in Guanlan? He is said to be very skilled.
Yes, Nian Nian just likes their taste..."
"Miss Qiao is coming back?" The old housekeeper was as happy as him and said with bright eyes, "Then the young master should be very happy."
Ye Qichen is one year older.
People have become more sensible.
At least he doesn't have the style of the little devil in the past.
Now that Ye Qichen's leg has been cured, people outside can also see that Ye Maoshan attaches great importance to his great-grandson.
Ye Qichen is extremely popular in school.
But the little guy is not as cool as the devil.
I rarely play with my classmates at school, and I don’t have friends of the same age around me. I go to and from school on time every day.
He went home immediately after school, went into the study, found the teacher Miss Qiao had found for him, and began to learn those messy numerical codes that he couldn't even understand.
The old housekeeper comes from the older generation and is good at everything in terms of strength.
But letting him play on the computer...is a bit difficult for him, an octogenarian.
He knew that Ye Qichen was particularly obsessed with computers. Fortunately, the old man and the eldest lady were open-minded and unlike other parents who restricted their children's development.
The young master likes computers, so the eldest lady and the old man bought a lot of high-end computers for the young master to use.
Recently, the young master even built an Ultraman robot.
That little robot looked weird, but he had seen with his own eyes the young master operating something like a mouse in his hand.
That little robot can jump up the stairs flexibly. There is even a pair of wings hidden behind the robot's back and it can fly into the air.
The old housekeeper was still thinking about the ugly Ultraman developed by Ye Qichen, and suddenly he heard Ye Maoshan happily telling him: "By the way, go to the nursing home in person and call Lao Jiang. And Qingda University, go call him.
Shang Niannian’s father, and…”
He called seven or eight names in succession.
Ye Maoshan hadn't stopped yet, still thinking about who to call.
"...Nian Nian should like to be with friends at this age."
"And her friends, that one from the Zhang family, what's their name? The boy she takes care of around the city is not also studying in the capital... You name them all."
The old housekeeper heard too many names and couldn't remember them all for a while, so he simply suggested: "Master, you have to call so many people anyway, why don't you just hold a reception banquet for Miss Qiao, and you will always spread the news, Miss Qiao
My friends will come by themselves.”
"Why didn't I expect..." Ye Maoshan really thought about it and turned his head to look at him: "Then you go and make arrangements, but Mr. Jiang still needs you to go there in person!"
This is basic etiquette.
Since the man's family values Nian Nian, he must give the woman's family enough respect.
Nian Nian's friends could spread the word on Sansi and ask them to come over on their own, but Nian Nian's father and elders at home would not like this.
The old housekeeper smiled and bent down: "I understand."
"I will go to Qingdao University again to find Nian Nian's father." Ye Maoshan was still happy and refreshed. Even the wrinkles on his face had relaxed a lot, and his eyes were filled with light.
With Ye Maoshan's seniority and status, there are almost no people he can come to invite in person.
But he was just willing to give honor to the Ashie family.