Even what Qin Yue put into the bowl was taken away by him and sent to Tiantian's bowl. Qin Yue was so angry that he acted like a cute baby: "Grandpa, I am also your grandson. You can't be so partial."
"Grandpa is partial. Who told you not to give grandpa a little great-grandson to play with?"
Qin Yue choked on his words and had nothing to say, so he took big mouthfuls of rice.
She talks sweetly every day, and even when she gets chicken legs, she doesn't forget to behave.
She shouted very sweetly: "Grandpa, you are so good to me. I love you every day. I will come to play with you every day in the future."
"Okay, okay, great-grandpa has a lot of fun toys. Grandpa will take you to play with them later."
"Okay, thank you, Grandpa."
Bai Qingqing and Huo Yunchen ate very casually. The Huo family always paid attention to eating without talking and sleeping without talking at the dinner table.
However, he did not reject the lively atmosphere and instead ate more.
After eating, Qin Yue ran away.
Murong Qingxue took Bai Qingqing to sit with the old lady and chatted for a while.
The old lady held Qing's hand and asked her if the Huo family was nice to her.
Whether her mother-in-law bullied her or not, whether her husband was considerate or not.
Murong Qingxue clapped her mother's hand and said confidently: "Mom, do you still need to ask? It must be good. You haven't seen the way your grandson-in-law looks at your granddaughter. It is full of love. This is the way to speak. You can pretend, but your eyes can't deceive anyone. Your granddaughter is happy."
The old lady was worried, holding Qingqing's hand and asked: "Qingqing, is what your aunt said true?"
Bai glanced lightly, and Huo Yunchen, who was standing in the yard with Tiantian and his father playing with the antique bullets collected by the old man, nodded lightly.
"Grandma, don't worry, he treats me very well, and my mother-in-law treats me very well."
The old lady felt relieved after hearing what she said.
"That's good. If your grandfather hadn't always opposed your mother and your father's relationship, you mother and daughter wouldn't have to suffer so much."
The old lady mentioned the past events calmly, but Murong Qingxue looked at Qingqing's expression and quickly interrupted the old lady.
"Mom, what are you doing? Why did you bring up the matter of sesame seeds and grains?"
"Yes, let's not mention the past, let's not mention it. Qingqing, don't blame your grandfather. The Xia family had a bad reputation in Kyoto at that time, so your grandfather was confused for a while. Later, his son broke away from the father-son relationship with him. , He will never marry for the rest of his life. He also knew that he regretted it. He donated all his family property and went to buy a house in the suburbs to grow vegetables and flowers and live an ordinary life. I never thought I would be here today.”
The old lady shed tears as she spoke, her hands shaking unconsciously as she held them gently.
"Mom, why are you still crying? I really can't do anything about you. If you cry like this, will you dare to come see you next time?"
"Qingqing, don't hate your grandfather, and don't blame your father."
The old lady became more and more sad the more she thought about it, the originally good girl had to be torn apart, and ended up marrying another man with a child of the Murong family, and was looked down upon all her life.
The old lady was kind-hearted but always felt guilty.
Seeing the old man crying so sadly, Bai Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable.
This cry alarmed Huo Yunchen, and of course it also disturbed Murong Zheng.
What his mother said was something he had been holding in his heart for a long time and wanted to say to Bai Qingqing, but he didn't know where to start or how to speak.
Now that his mother had said it, he felt relieved and listened carefully to Bai Qingqing's reaction.
"Grandma, let bygones be bygones. The living must live well in order to live up to the sacrifices and expectations of the dead, right?"
Bai Qingqing originally thought that she would be very angry after hearing these words and feel sorry for her mother, but after seeing her grandma crying so sadly, her heart softened.
After being pregnant with the twins and experiencing so many things, she seemed to know more and more about tolerance and cherishment.
Instead of using life to hate, it is better to use it to cherish and get along well with the people you love.
Grandma stopped crying, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and said with choked sobs: "Good boy, good boy."
"Grandma, please stop crying. I will come over with my children to see you often in the future."
"well."
The stone in the old lady's heart finally fell to the ground. She said this on behalf of her son.
His son, like the old man, kept everything and anything in his heart. No matter how sad he was, he would carry it alone.
She just wanted to untie the knot between father and daughter.
How could Bai Qingqing not understand her grandma's intention? Before she left, she specifically warned her: "Dad, your injury is just right. You must pay attention to rest. Don't try to be brave and go back to training."
Murong Zheng nodded and smiled warmly.
Standing on the side of the road, I kept watching their car leave.
"Brother, they're all gone, don't look anymore."
Murong Qingxue ran up to him and waved her hand in front of his eyes.
He finally recovered and turned around and entered the house.
"Brother, why are you ignoring me? Now that you have a daughter, you don't even want a sister?"
Murong Zheng didn't say anything, but Murong Qingxue kept pestering him.
The two siblings have been like this since childhood. Murong Zheng dotes on Murong Qingxue, and Qingxue follows Murong Zheng every day.
"Brother, is Qingqin's last name going to be changed? She is a child of the Murong family, so she must be named Murong. Tiantian should also be named Murong. Anyway, Qingqing still has two children in her belly, right?"
"You are the only one who has many things to do." Murong Zheng glared at her coldly.
"What do you mean I have too many things to do? I'm thinking about you and our Murong family, okay? And this is also the old man's wish."
Murong Qingxue said arrogantly, but Murong Zheng did not refuse.
"I will discuss it with Yunchen."
"Brother, you said that you and Shen Qingyue were not destined to be together, but you didn't expect that your daughter and his son would end up together, and their relationship would still be inseparable. Fate is something that cannot be controlled. You said that Shen Qingyue is more serious. Aren't you jealous of Xia Yunshan? The man you love doesn't love you, and your son falls in love with your rival's daughter. He can't help himself. If it were the other way around, I wouldn't be able to accept it. "
Murong Qingxue was chewing an apple and talking carelessly.
Murong Zheng glared at her fiercely, and then she put down the apple and shut up very wisely.
"Isn't it okay to stop talking?"
"Don't say such words again. If I hear one more word, I won't have you as my sister."
Murong Zheng's voice was stern, and his expression was so cold and stern that it was scary.
The old lady saw it and came out to smooth things over.
"Qingxue, you are the talkative one. Someone should have taken care of you long ago."
"Mom, how can you be so partial?"
Murong Qingxue pulled her mother to act coquettishly. She was almost fifty years old, but she still had the character of a child.
It's good to be a mother's child. No matter when you are your mother's child, you can act coquettishly to your mother.
(End of chapter)