"Aunt Keiko, if the needles come off, will the clothes be ruined? What a pity, it seems really..."
Before Xia Yucheng finished speaking, Fujiwara Xiang, who couldn't hold it in any longer, stood up and grabbed the small clothes: "If you don't know, don't move around. I knitted this for my great-grandson.
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She sat down, put on her reading glasses, picked up the unfinished sweater, and carefully checked the sweater needles to see if there were any loose threads: "You are so stupid, you make me angry all day long, I really don't know what is so cute about you?"
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"Grandma, in the future my and Hao's children will be as smart as Hao, don't worry!" Xia Yucheng smiled at Fujiwara Xiang.
Fujiwara Kaoru glared at her with dissatisfaction: "It's necessary to be like my grandson. He's like you. You have to make me angry to death, huh!"
"Grandma, just for the sake of your great-grandson, don't be angry, okay? I did something wrong in the past, and I apologize to you. I'm sorry, grandma, for making you angry." Xia Yucheng still said very patiently,
When she saw the old man snatching the sweater away and continuing to knit, she knew that her anger had finally subsided a little.
"Do you want to let it go just because you're sorry?" People say that you can't hit the smiling man without touching him. Fujiwara Xiang will not be able to argue with Xia Yucheng. "You drove Wan Qing away. What do you mean?"
"That!" Xia Yucheng's lips curved and she smiled even more happily, "Hao won't be nice to her. No matter how rich the Feng family is, there's no point in raising an idle person!"
Fujiwara Keiko, who was drinking water, almost spat out a mouthful of water when she heard this.
"Keiko, look, look, what does this say? How can such a dignified actress go without food? That is the wife I chose for Hao. I say you are jealous!"
"Hao doesn't like her, why should I be jealous? At most?" Xia Yucheng looked at Fujiwara Xiang who was knitting, "At most I'm jealous that she can get grandma's love..."
Fujiwara-ka replied displeasedly: "Humph! Do you still care about the love of a perverted woman?"
"Then if I say I care, will grandma love me a little more like before?" In the past, Fujiwara Xiang was still very good to Xia Yucheng.
So Xia Yucheng thought, since everyone agreed to follow Feng Hao back, she should think more about the old man's kindness in the past. Otherwise, even though Feng Hao had made it clear that he was protecting her now, she also felt so lonely when she saw the old man.
Unbearable.
Fujiwara Xiang stopped talking and knitted a small sweater skillfully, but there was an indescribable warmth flowing slowly in her heart. No matter how dissatisfied she was with Xia Yucheng, her heart was grown out of flesh.
"Chengcheng, hurry up and have a baby. This is what your grandma hopes for most. Aunt, don't be angry. Hao and that Li Wanqing don't call, forget it!" Fujiwara Keiko couldn't help but said.
"Lily, go to my room and get that bamboo basket, the one with a lot of wool balls in it!" Fujiwara Kaoru adjusted her reading glasses.
"I'll go, I'll go, grandma, I'll help you get it!" Xia Yucheng quickly stood up.
"Who wants you to go?"
Xia Yucheng didn't care, smiled, and walked towards Fujiwara Xiang's room.
Fujiwara Keiko looked at Xia Yucheng's back and said with a smile: "Aunt, I think Chengcheng is quite cute. The most important thing is that Hao likes her! Nothing like this has ever happened to the Feng family, which is a good thing!"
"I just don't like this." Fujiwara Kao said bitterly, looking down at the cute little sweater in her hand, feeling really conflicted.