1672. Chapter 1672 Can the broken mirror be reunited 23
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"That's good, I didn't expect your grandpa to do so, alas, Niuniu, it's really embarrassed."
Yang Qing reached out and touched her head, "I'm sorry."
"Dad, it's nothing to do with you."
Yang Zimei looked up at Yang Qing asked, "Dad, how can we tell grandma?"
"this……"
Yang Qing was a little hesitant, "You also know, Dad is not good at communicating with your grandma, or you should say it."
"Um."
Yang Zimei looked at Rong He on the side, "Grandpa, chat with my dad's advanced house, and I take the peach blossoms you made to see grandma, see the opportunity to do it."
"OK."
Rong He nodded.
But I don't know why, he always has an ominous premonition.
Yang Zimei brought the peach blossom crisp and went to see grandma.
As soon as he entered the door, the younger brothers and sisters rushed up, and pulled her sister's long and sister shortly.
Yang Zimei gave them the gifts they brought back from the capital one by one, and then went straight to the kitchen to find grandma.
Grandma is sitting in front of the dining table to pick dishes.
However, she seemed to be absent -minded, throwing her good dishes into the trash can, putting the rotten into the vegetable basket.
"grandmother--"
Yang Zimei observed her, and then stepped forward, holding her neck from behind.
Zeng Hui was happy, and looked back and said, "Smelly girl, when will I come back? Why don't you tell Grandma?"
"Come back in the middle of the night, hey, just want to surprise you."
Yang Zimei rubbed it on ***, and then sat next to her, put the box with peach blossoms on the table, and didn't know what to look like, blinked slyly, "Grandma, Peach Blossom Mei Me
Bring it back, this is the authentic Rong and Zhai Taohua crispy.
Looking at the peach blossom on the table, Zeng Hui's body was slightly stiff.
"Grandma, eat one to see if the taste is positive."
Yang Zimei couldn't tolerate her too much thinking, and opened the box.
The unique aroma of peach blossoms quickly spread out in the air, so that Yang Zimi couldn't help but be overwhelmed.
She took out two peach blossom crisps from it, one handed it to her grandma, and one put in her mouth.
While eating, I nodded intoxicated, "Well, the taste is really good, it seems to have a sweet and sour first love."
Zeng Hui hesitated, and put the peach blossom on his hand into his mouth, and took a bite.
After a long -lost taste of more than forty years, she quickly spread out between the tip of the tongue and directly reached her nerves. The young girl and the young man in the white skirt that day appeared in her mind ...
The eyes in the eyes gradually become gentle ...
Yang Zimei looked at her grandma carefully, guessing her psychological activity at this time.
However, after a while, the tenderness of the grandma's cheeks began to become irritable. The peach blossoms that had not been eaten on the hand threw it on the ground, and her eyes were sorrowful ...
"grandmother--"
Yang Zimei hurriedly woke up and was about to fall into the fantasy grandma.
*** The expression shocked slightly, and she saw Yang Zimei's eyebrows, and then looked at the peach blossom crispy on the desktop.
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"Grandma, do you have any misunderstandings with Grandpa?"
Yang Zimei looked at the *** face and asked carefully.
"Grandpa? He is not your grandfather, I don't know him. In the future, don't be involved with him."
Grandma said a little regret, "I shouldn't let you buy peach blossom crisps!"