Unknowingly, Tang Qiong sat down and had a pleasant chat with Lu Wanwan, mother and son.
That look was very different from Li Yuanzhong's accusations and Li Jingchen's self-blame. At first glance, she thought Lu Wanwan was her biological granddaughter.
"Jingchen, let's go there too," Li Yuanzhong said.
"Yes." Li Jingchen nodded, and just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Li Yuanzhong holding his waist with one hand, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"
Li Yuanzhong waved his hand: "Nothing..."
It was Wen Zhong who stood up and said, "To return to the young master, I was lying under the bed looking for photos just now. He must have tired his waist by accident."
Li Yuanzhong poked the floor hard with his crutch and said displeasedly: "I want you to speak, it shows that you have a mouth!"
"Master, I am doing this for your own good."
Wen Zhong felt that the eldest young master should also know that he was no longer the omnipotent Li Yuanzhong. He was old and had reached the age where he needed the care of the younger generation.
"I'm very well, there's no need for you to pretend to be pitiful for me!" Li Yuanzhong didn't buy it at all, and said harshly: "Get off! We don't need you here anymore!"
Wen Zhong was pushed aside, but he looked accustomed to it. Didn't he understand his master's tough-tongued character?
"Let's go!" Li Yuanzhong immediately put down his hand on his waist and walked to the sofa with a cane.
Li Jingchen frowned and followed silently.
"Hahaha!"
No matter what Lu Wanwan said to An An, Tang Qiong always laughed. Sometimes, even Lu Wanwan and her son didn't know what she was laughing about.
Perhaps the old man was simply happy for their arrival, so that no matter what Lu Wanwan and his son said, they could make her laugh.
Or maybe the old man was so excited because he hadn't heard about Li Jingchen's embarrassing story for a long time.
No matter what it is, Lu Wanwan deeply sympathizes with the old man in front of him.
Tang Qiong just wants the company of her children and grandchildren...
At this time, Li Jingchen reached out and gently put his hand on Tang Qiong's shoulder, sat down next to her, and asked with a faint smile: "Grandma, what are you talking about, are you so happy?"
"We were talking about you." Tang Qiong turned around and said to him.
"Oh? What did you talk about me?" Li Jingchen asked.
"Let's talk about you... When eating, I put the shrimp Wanwan peeled for Anan into my own bowl. When watching TV, I insisted on squeezing myself in between Wanwan and Anan. Two days ago
He also secretly took Wanwan to have a candlelight dinner, leaving An An alone at home..."
"Wait a minute, grandma!" Li Jingchen interrupted almost rudely with a rare look of embarrassment on his face.
Tang Qiong paused and asked nervously: "What's wrong? Did grandma say something wrong?"
An An echoed from the side: "You are right!"
Tang Qiong was relieved: "That's it."
"That's it. What nonsense are you listening to?" Li Jingchen said angrily.
Tang Qiong patted the back of his hand and said: "It's nothing. When your grandfather was young, he also loved to compete with your father for favor. Your father was not full term, so your grandfather asked me to feed him milk powder...
..”
It was a casual sentence, but it condensed the atmosphere.
Tang Qiong looked at this and that, then asked belatedly: "Did grandma... say the wrong thing?"
Li Jingchen frowned, it seemed that grandma's condition was more serious than he thought.
Because no matter what happened in the past, grandma would never mention Li Huaguang in front of him.