Lin Huayin is recognized as an iceberg woman. Not to mention in the company, even when she gets along with her parents, she has never given her a good look, including Ye Zanghua, who is hot-faced and cold-butt at the door. It seemed that there was no one in this world who could make her smile.
But at this moment, when Xiao Zheng slowly came to the restaurant, Lin Huayin actually held the hand of the white-haired old man with a smile on his face, coaxing the stubborn white-haired old man. Creepy.
Xiao Zheng knew who this white-haired old man was with his buttocks, but as a guest, it was really inconvenient for him to come up and say hello at the moment. He just stood aside with Ye Zanghua and admired Lin Huayin's coaxing skills. The kitchen next to it is controlled by a young and beautiful woman. Even the cook was just helping out, as if tonight's feast was all organized by a woman alone.
Xiao Zheng glanced and saw the woman in the kitchen. She was the black-framed girl who was molested by Ye Zanghua in the company. At this moment, she was dressed in home clothes, and her whole body was filled with a virtuous and amiable atmosphere.
"Grandpa. I'm back now." Lin Huayin said with a smile on his face. "Is it possible that you still plan to stay angry with me for the rest of your life?"
"How long can I live?" the white-haired old man grunted, dissatisfied. "Even if I'm angry with you, I won't be angry for more than a few years."
"Nonsense." Lin Huayin's face darkened and he said coldly. "Forget it about your temper, but don't push yourself too far."
really. . This is Lin Huayin's nature. Even if he can pretend for a while, he will never be able to pretend for a lifetime. No, after just a few minutes, she returned to her original appearance and scolded the old man with a cold look on her face. Extremely absurd.
Seeing that Lin Huayin was angry, the white-haired old man hurriedly tried to persuade her: "Huayin, grandpa is just joking with you. Don't take it seriously."
Lin Huayin said calmly: "I'm not as stingy as you."
"Hmm..." Ye Gong smiled and nodded, then his eyes fell on Xiao Zheng's face, and he waved. "Young man, come and sit."
"Hey." Xiao Zheng walked forward quickly and sat on the chair designated by the old man. Then he quickly took out the gift from his pocket and handed it to Ye Gongdao. "A gift for you."
"Thank you." Ye Gong accepted it happily, and without being as polite as many elderly people, he took out a pack of cigarettes and asked. "Smoke?"
"Pump." Xiao Zheng nodded honestly.
Ye Gong handed one to Xiao Zheng, lit another for himself, waved his hand, and said to Ye Zanghua: "What are you doing? Go in and help."
"Okay." Ye Zanghua walked into the kitchen obediently, showing no resistance at all. He was clearly in awe of the old man.
Lin Huayin was not idle either. She got up and went to get some fruits to make a fruit plate. As a result, only the old man and the young man were left at the dining table, and the two men sat facing each other. .
Xiao Zheng could see that in this family, except for Lin Huayin who dared to show off to the old man, everyone else was terrified. Even though Ye Zanghua was carefree and free-spirited outside, but when he got home, he was as cowardly as a grandson, not daring to be shy at all.
Xiao Zheng also saw people ordering dishes and finished smoking a cigarette in silence, silently and very reservedly.
"You can get used to the climate in Yanjing," the old man said. He finished smoking slowly. Xiao Zheng finished the cigarette in several puffs, but he only smoked half of it. While talking, the old man handed Xiao Zheng a cigarette.
"Yes." Xiao Zheng nodded guiltily, then added another sentence. "It's just that the smog is a bit thicker."
"In a few years, the Pearl will become like this." The old man smiled. “If you want to live in a place with a better environment, you have to move to the countryside.”
Xiao Zheng smiled in cooperation and said, "Yes."
After all, he is an eighty-year-old man. Xiao Zheng really does not dare to be too presumptuous, and even speaks very cautiously, for fear that he will make mistakes if he talks too much.
"I've known Huayin for about half a year." Although the old man didn't deliberately act like an elder, Xiao Zheng knew clearly that no matter how reserved or amiable the old man was, the powerful aura he revealed inadvertently made Xiao Zheng understand For him, it was also full of inexplicable pressure.
"Yeah." Xiao Zheng nodded. "More than four months."
"Many people may think that my granddaughter is difficult to get along with and has a bad temper, but since you have been with her for so long, you should know what she is like," the old man asked with a smile.
"The voiceover is very good. It's also very good to me. It's just that I'm not good at expressing myself." Xiao Zheng said.
"This is a common problem in our old Ye family. Her mother, her uncle, including me, are not good at expressing ourselves." The old man said with a smile. "Be patient."
"It's okay, it's okay." Xiao Zheng said sweating profusely.
Seeing Xiao Zheng's frightened face, the old man couldn't help showing a look of relief in his eyes, and said with a smile: "I am just a granddaughter. I have no intention of giving my love to other grandchildren in this life. So I have been thinking, what will my granddaughter give me?" What kind of grandson-in-law should I look for? Now I see it, yes, I like you very much."
Xiao Zheng was flattered and said: "Thank you..."
"Grandpa, don't spoil him rotten." Lin Huayin said not far away. "He is the person who can't help but praise."
"Good is good, bad is bad. Grandpa has a sharp eye and can tell the difference between good and bad." Ye Gong smiled and handed Xiao Zheng another pipe. "What are your plans for the future?"
Xiao Zheng couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "I am now the deputy captain of the security department in the audio-visual company."
"Yes. The position is quite good." Mr. Ye nodded and said slowly. "When I was as young as you, I was a farmer."
"Migrant workers are the driving force behind social progress," Xiao Zheng said.
"Even I don't believe this, but you do," Mr. Ye looked at Xiao Zheng with a half-smile, and asked inquiringly.
"..." Xiao Zheng said awkwardly. “Labor is certainly not a bad thing.”
"That's right." Ye Gong said with a smile. "No matter who it is, survival in society depends on a pair of hands. The greatest function of hands is labor."
Xiao Zheng nodded, somewhat unable to understand Mr. Ye's subtext.
"Azheng. What do you think of our family?" Ye Gong asked with a smile. His eyes were full of meaning.
"Okay." Xiao Zheng concluded in one word.
"What's better?" Ye Gong said with a smile.
"Anywhere is fine." Xiao Zheng said vaguely.
"I don't see anything good anywhere." Ye Gong said without warning. There was indescribable amusement on his face.
"..."
Xiao Zheng was confused.
He felt that there was a strong generation gap between him and the old man, and they were not on the same channel when chatting. So tired.
"Let's talk about my daughter first, who is the mother-in-law in your words. She became a nun at a young age and left such a big mess to her brother. Let's talk about my good-for-nothing son. He went into business after graduating from high school. Money at home, but no matter whether the family is short of people or not. After working for twenty years, he has not achieved anything. In the end, he returned home. Besides, the little wife I found for him. She is a good person, smart and capable, and usually treats her well. I'm quite filial. I just listen too much to that unfilial son. I listen to everything I say, and I'm so obedient that my son is exposed to all his faults." The old man said quietly, and his words were serious.
"The audio is finally good," Xiao Zheng said fearfully.
"She," the old man said through gritted teeth. "She hasn't been to our house in three years. What's better,"