Chuxia put on her coat and said from under her clothes: "It's all right. See when grandpa is free."
She walked to the reddish-brown dressing table in the room. There was a large oval mirror in the middle. There was nothing on the table except a wooden comb of the same color as the table.
Chu Xia was about to pick up the comb when a bony hand beside her had already picked it up. A gentle voice sounded beside her: "I have to rush back to work today. I'll find a free time in a few days and take a morning off. Then we can go together."
Cen Zhengnian also wanted to visit his grandfather today, but he couldn't put down his work. In fact, he should leave now.
But it was Chuxia’s first time in the capital and she knew nothing, so he always had to tell her about the situation at home before leaving.
Chuxia had no objection. Cen Zhengnian must know more about his grandfather's family than she did. After all, he had to visit the elders at any time.
Cen Zhengnian had experience in combing Chu Xia's hair. While he gently combed her hair, he carefully told her that there were places to buy things nearby.
In fact, Cen Zhengnian knew nothing about these things a few days ago. He had asked Jiang Zhida in advance.
The house where Chuxia lives is located in the southern part of Dongcheng District, which is also the central area of the capital, so it is very convenient to go anywhere.
Cen Zhengnian's grandfather's home is also in Dongcheng District, but it is in the Dongsi area, which belongs to the southeastern part of Dongcheng District, a certain distance from where Chuxia and the others live.
"My grandfather's family has been there for a long time. When he was young, his family had many houses. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, only the one he lives in now and the one we live in now, which was given to my mother as a dowry, were kept. The others were all handed over. When my grandfather had an accident, the house over there was taken away, and it was not returned until a few years ago."
When we returned, the house was in great disrepair and there were several families living in it.
The Jiang family spent a lot of effort to take back the house and tidy it up, because that was the old father's wish. He and Grandma Cen Zhengnian had lived in that yard for most of their lives and had a lot of feelings for it. They didn't want to let the house be destroyed like this.
Cen Zhengnian combed Chuxia's hair and asked her what kind of braid she wanted.
Chu Xia was fascinated by his talk about the old house at home, and said, "Just tie your hair up casually."
Cen Zhengnian gathered all of Chuxia's hair and tied it into a high ponytail. It didn't hurt her at all, but it was a little tight.
Chuxia pulled the hair on her scalp outwards in front of the mirror and tidied up the loose hair on her forehead. This look was good and made her look younger and more energetic.
She happened to be wearing a light yellow jacket with bell-bottom pants that weren't too exaggerated today. She stood next to Cen Zhengnian, who was wearing a white shirt and black pants, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Our styles are so different now!"
One is serious, gentle and elegant, and the other is young and beautiful, looking like a student who is about to go to school. If they tell others that they are husband and wife, others will definitely think that Cen Zheng is an old man who is looking for young grass.
But he is indeed older than her, four years older, but his face does not reveal his real age. If Cen Zhengnian did not dress like this, and changed into clothes similar to Chu Xia's style, no one would think there is an age difference between them.