However, what surprised Nangong Qingyin was that when he handed the test paper to his grandfather, his younger brother not only was not punished in any way, but was also praised by the old man: Good grandson, you wrote well, this is what a dignified Chinese man should be like.
Learning nonsense foreign languages, learning foreign language before you have mastered Chinese, isn’t this forgetting your roots?【 _】
Nangong Qingyin knew that his grandfather had experienced that era and had no good impression of foreigners, so he didn't say anything at the time.
As for his younger brother, under his grandfather's arrogance, his English has not been very good since then. Every exam is filled with graffiti. Today, instead of drawing a comic book about kissing Xiaohong, tomorrow he will draw a picture about kissing Xiaolu.
The comic strips made me, a sister, get called over by my teacher all day long.
Now that Emperor Ye said this, Nangong Qingyin could only shake his head and smile bitterly, no longer struggling with this issue.
His younger brother has his own way to go, and as a sister, he can't help him much.
…
By the time Ye Huang and Nangong Qingyin rushed back to the Nangong family's old house, it was already noon. When they walked in, Mr. Nangong was having lunch there.
What surprised Ye Huang! His father-in-law, Nangong Huangtian, actually came again. Ximen Qiuxin and Nangong Che were also sitting there, eating enthusiastically.
"Hey, Grandpa Nangong, we're having dinner." Ye Huang walked into the room and rubbed his hands, smiling awkwardly.
"Ye Huang is here. You haven't eaten yet. Sit down first. I'll go to the kitchen to get you two pairs of bowls and chopsticks." After Ye Huang finished speaking, Nangong Wudi hadn't spoken yet. Ximen Qiu had already known that Ye Huang was coming.
Xin Xin glanced at Nangong Qingyin next to him, stood up with a smile, and walked to the kitchen.
Here, Ye Huang did not dare to sit down, and just stood there with a smile on his face.
"Bless yourself." Nangong Huangtian, the father-in-law who was eating, seemed to know that the old man had some objections to his son-in-law. He raised his head and glanced at him, murmured in a low voice, and followed Ximen Qiuxin with a bowl in hand.
Tsukuru went to collect the things and left.
"Grandpa, Emperor Ye just came back from Yanjing today. He came here to visit you before he returned. He also knows that he agreed to attend the wedding last time and it was his fault that he didn't come. Please don't be angry, okay?"
Nangong Qingyin felt embarrassed when she saw her grandfather still chewing slowly with his eyes closed as if he hadn't seen Ye Huang.
It seems that my grandfather has a big opinion against Ye Huang this time...
"Grandpa Nangong, what happened last time was my fault. I shouldn't have promised you but didn't come over. It's just that a group of people from the Kingdom of the Sun came over last time. I had no choice but to go over and stop them. Please don't be angry.
, can I come more often in the future?"
"Hmph, what you said makes the old man's ears go crazy, but have you ever been here before? Every time you come here, you always have something to do with me. If it weren't for Qingyin's sake, I won't beat you up!"
Finally, Nangong Wudi spoke, and glanced at Emperor Ye coldly with a displeased expression.
"Hey, old man, you finally spoke. I thought you were meditating." Seeing Mr. Nangong speak, Ye Huang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
I'm not afraid that you won't speak, but I'm afraid that you will have a cold war...
"Hmph, you stinky boy, come here and give me the soup. If you don't explain it clearly to me this time, you will never come in through the door of my Nangong house in the future. You won't even be able to see Qingyin, even if it's the Ye Dynasty.
It's useless for this old boy to plead for mercy." As if he had really offended Mr. Nangong, Nangong Wudi said sternly without giving Emperor Ye any face.
"Grandpa..." Before Ye Huang said anything, Nangong Qingyin stopped.
What is my grandfather going to do?
"Qingyin, don't worry. This boy doesn't care about you at all. He talks to you all day long. If he really cares about you, he won't disappear for half a month. There are many good men in the world, Yan Jing
You have met the three brothers of the Lu family, they are all good, and it would be much better to marry them than to marry this heartless playboy!"
As if Nangong Wudi was really going to give Ye Huang a big blow this time, he threw shit basins at Ye Huang one after another. However, Ye Huang occupied such a small part of each item, making Ye Huang unable to refute.
refute.
I could only stand there with cold sweat on my forehead.
"This old guy is planning to kill me today..." Ye Huang felt depressed.
"I don't care. Anyway, I won't marry him unless he is Emperor Ye. Emperor Ye is really busy and didn't mean not to come. Why are you treating him like this? What exactly did he do to make you unhappy?"
"I see that he is unhappy everywhere." Nangong Wudi yelled at his granddaughter like a child.
"You..." The old man's words immediately made Nangong Qingyin speechless.
Looking at his grandfather with red eyes, Nangong Qingyin looked at the embarrassed Ye Huang again and tears suddenly flowed down his face.
"I hate you so much!"
After saying that, he ran out crying.
"Qingyin, Qingyin, where are you going?" Nangong Wudi never expected that he would actually make his granddaughter cry. He stood up and shouted several times but did not call her back.
"Grandpa Nangong, look." Seeing Nangong Qingyin run out crying in anger, Ye Huang didn't know whether he should continue to be punished or go out to chase the latter.
"You bastard, why don't you fucking chase me? I'm telling you, if something happens to Qingyin, if I don't skin you, get out of here..." After yelling at Ye Huang, Nangong Wudi picked up the fish.
The chopsticks were thrown over.
"Holy crap, murder..."
Ye Huang yelled depressedly in his heart, and Huang Huang rushed out jumping up and down.
"What happened, Dad, where are they!"
Just after Ye Huang rushed out, Ximen Qiuxin and Nangong Huangtian rushed back from the kitchen. They saw the chopsticks thrown on the ground and said with surprise.
"Humph." Nangong Wudi snorted coldly and did not answer Ximen Qiuxin's words, but Nangong Che, the little spy, walked over and pulled the corner of Ximen Qiuxin's clothes and whispered against his ear.
"My grandpa made my sister cry and scolded my brother-in-law and ran away!"
"You brat, how dare you sue grandpa!"
When Nangong Che said this, Nangong Wudi became depressed and stared at his grandson with wide eyes.
"Dad, what's going on? Why are you so angry? Huang Huang is very good and often comes to see you. Why did he offend you?"
Ximen Qiuxin walked over, squeezed the old man's shoulders, and asked softly.
"Hey...it's nothing. It's just that that brat Ye Huang keeps talking and doesn't keep his words. I'm afraid that this brat won't pay attention to Qingyin in the future. I want to give him a blow to make him remember. Who would have thought that it would be self-defeating."
Shaking his head, Nangong Wudi felt a little regretful at this moment.
After all his troubles, Emperor Ye didn't teach him a lesson. Instead, he offended his granddaughter, which was really depressing.
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