The two ladies who were originally sitting on the sofa moved their positions and sat next to the old lady, "Changshang, why do you think grandma thinks you have lost a lot of weight recently? Are you losing weight?... You can't imitate those girls outside.
, I can’t eat well because of my bamboo pole-like body.”
Between the words, the love is deep.
Listening to her feelings, Chang Shang felt that her grandma was just like her grandmother, always giving people a kind feeling. Her nervous mood relaxed unconsciously. "Grandma, how are you feeling?"
"Grandma, this is the gift that Chang Shang bought for you." Chang Mian placed the gift box on the coffee table, hung his arm on Chang Shang's shoulder, and raised his dark eyes slightly, "She chose it for a long time, because she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to catch your eye.
, please be careful."
"Just come here and talk to grandma. If you want to buy any gifts, then we'll see you outside."
"Grandma, this is what it should be." Chang Chang behaved well.
Chang Mian was not idle either. While chatting with his grandma, he introduced all the elders in the living room to Chang Shang. Every time he introduced someone, Chang Shang would recognize them graciously, just like acknowledging relatives.
The mood is very complicated.
Dinner time came soon, Chang Shang followed Chang Mian to the dining room and sat next to him.
The seats in the dining room are arranged according to seniority, from oldest to youngest. They eat silently and sleep silently. The Chang family's dining table is extremely quiet, even the sound of chewing is very quiet.
The cuisine is not very fancy, just simple and light home-cooked dishes, but every dish is cooked extremely authentically.
After dinner, in the side hall, Chang Shang and Chang Mian were called alone to accompany the old man. Chang Shang sat upright, waiting for her grandfather to ask questions. She would not believe it even if she said she was not nervous, even though Chang Mian asked her to treat her grandfather as a man.
An ordinary old man, but she definitely doesn't have the guts to really relax like this.
Mr. Chang actually said a few words at the end.
Moreover, he was basically asking Chang Mian.
"I heard there was an attack outside today?"
"It's a small matter... But if Beijing's public security really needs to be improved, something like this can happen in broad daylight. If the sign is not aimed at me, but against someone... haha..."
The rest is self-evident, Beijing is where leaders gather.
Chang Mian cynically nestled into the sofa, and nonchalantly took a fruit knife to peel the apple, cut it into pieces, and finally placed it next to his grandfather. There was no sign of a gunshot wound.
Chang Shang was secretly worried about his physical condition.
When it comes to filial piety, he is really a filial son who attaches great importance to friendship.
"Don't take it seriously. Since something went wrong, it means there are weaknesses in the arrangement of the people around you. My old man has already stepped into the gate of hell, and I don't want you to clear the way for me in advance."