The old gentleman loves to listen. Hearing the words, he laughed, "Sure, what do you have to worry about in the future? If you don't want to deal with it by yourself, let Grandpa take care of it, and Grandpa will take care of it for you! Wait a few more years. , I’m more willing to worry about it. You and your eldest brother are holding one back in their hands, and holding one back in your hands, hahaha, at that time, the house is noisy."
"I heard the laughter of your grandparents and grandchildren from a long distance away. Why are you so happy?" Dad Fu's voice came from the door. Just when he was about to twist the lock to come in, Ye Jian rushed forward and took the book. The door opened.
The door is still locked.
Father Fu came out of the kitchen wearing a dark plaid apron. When the door of the study opened, he saw his daughter with crooked brows and a full smile on her face. He was obviously in a very good mood... but the eye sockets were a little red. It's like crying.
"Is this crying? What are you talking about? I will cry and laugh later."
When Dad Fu walked in, he asked. Looking at the old man, his eyes were full of smiles. Dad Fu didn't understand what was going on with the grandson and grandson.
Ye Jian hurriedly touched the corner of her eye, although she had already taken the scriptures from her grandfather, she was still a little flustered at this moment.
The old man looked out, and he was not willing to let his granddaughter feel uncomfortable. He took the crutches placed by the desk and stood up and laughed and said, "I said a very happy thing. I said that in a few years, she and his eldest brother will each hold one in his hand. , Hold one more in your hand, then the house will be lively."
"My granddaughter has a poor face and can't stand up to joking. She is so shy that she is about to cry now."
Hearing that, Dad Fu was in a very good mood and smiled, and said to Ye Jian: "Your grandpa is right, it is really lively, let alone, after your grandpa said so, I am looking forward to it in my heart. ."
"Yeah, I said the same. She is still shy when she was born. Your brother is twenty-eight this year, and you are twenty-one this year. Don't say, in three to five years, the house will definitely be lively." The old gentleman told Ye. Jane hit the screen.
"Jinian is okay, but Jane... It’s still late. Our family has to be cautious. Besides, Jane’s just go home. I want to stay with her for a few more years to accompany me. And you, don’t want your granddaughter. Stay with you more? Think about it. After three to five years, you will get married. Dad, your granddaughter will become the granddaughter of someone else's family."
Dad Fu spoke very seriously, without any jokes, he had already supported the old man and reminded him carefully, "Be careful."
Ye Jian, who was already worrying about Lieutenant Colonel Xia in his heart, took it naturally, "Let's spread the carpet at home, and it's non-slip. Grandpa can rest assured when he walks at home."
"Have you heard? I said a few years ago that you want to lay the carpet. You walk steadily. This time your granddaughter also mentioned it. You should listen." When Dad Fu saw his daughter thinking about a place with him, he erected it. Thumbs to show praise.
The old man did not refuse this time, and nodded in approval, "It is time to lay the carpet. Let Dazhu do it tomorrow. You, I don’t expect you to add something at home. I only hope that you will take care of it. Work well."
Speaking of Dad Fu being guilty, the guilty words have not been said, the old man doesn't mind at all, waved his hand and said: "You take care of your affairs, and no matter how you raise your granddaughter, you won't care about you anymore. ."
The originally slightly sad atmosphere dissipated with the old gentleman's last childish words, and all three generations of the family laughed.