Chapter 1137

Mi Rongxing's eyes flashed, and he patted his legs happily, "Yes, I can talk to my little dad."

"Wait until the weekend, your little dad is studying in the military academy, you can only look for him on weekends." Ling Qiyang patted his hand.

...

Sophia Castle.

The morning sun made the castle bright and dark, and the light refracted, making the ivy on the east wall look more green and lush.

Andy stood in the corridor on the third floor, staring at the dark green.

An Yina came over, handed him a plate of delicious pastries, looked at him with a slight smile, "Dier, what is this?"

Andy's eyes rolled cleverly, "Grandma, this is a beautiful strawberry cheesecake."

"Yeah, Dill is smart."

Anyina happily touched his head, then knelt down and stuffed the plate into his hand, pointing to Sophia's room.

"Grandma told you that there is an old lady living here. She is grandma's grandmother. She likes to eat this cake the most. Can you bring it in and give it to her?"

Andy froze for a moment, as if he didn't understand.

Anyina stared at him, "Dill, don't you understand?"

Andy took a breath, and asked cutely, "What do I call her?"

An Yina smiled, counting from her grandmother's generation to Andy's fifth generation, she never thought about how to arrange the titles, so let's follow the rules of this castle.

"Dill, let's call her Great-Grandma."

Andy nodded, and asked again: "Then Gao...does Grandma Gao know me?"

An Yina smiled and shook her head, "I don't know."

"Then will she drive me out? I'm a stranger, Mommy said, you can't eat food from strangers, will my great-grandmother eat it?"

An Yina laughed out loud, and touched his little head, "Di'er really knows how to use his brain, you are right to ask, but grandma told you that the great-great-grandmother knows you and knows that you are Ruthia's son , she won't drive you out."

"Oh." Andy was relieved, stared at the cake for a moment, then asked, "Did grandma make it?"

"Yes, grandma made it herself."

"Grandma is so smart and capable, I love you." After he finished speaking, he moved his lips and kissed An Yina's face.

In an instant, An Yina's heart was wrapped in a ball of heating, and her whole body was filled with blood...

This little guy is getting smarter and cuteer.

Like Gu Haoran when he was a child?

"Grandma, I'm going in." Andy walked to the door with small steps. He turned his head and saw An Yina was still standing in the corridor, so he said again, "Grandma, don't worry."

An Yina nodded, a beautiful flower bloomed on her pretty face...

Andy's figure disappeared at the door, An Yina turned around, and suddenly saw Ruthia standing not far away.

She was wearing a long white dress today, her hair was loose, and she stared at An Yina with bright black eyes.

An Yina suppressed her smile, her expression became serious again, and she walked up to Rusia, "Have you finished your breakfast?"

Ruthia bent slightly towards her, "Thank you Mommy, the cake you made is delicious."

"Don't thank me, go back to your room and get ready, come with me."

"Mommy, Dier, he..."

"He's fine, he'll have a good time with his ancestor."

After An Yina finished speaking, she walked forward, while Rusia stayed where she was, her eyes still staring at the door of great-grandmother, with a hint of worry in her eyes...

"Let's go!" An Yina turned her head.

"Mommy, I want to see him." Ruthia begged.

An Yina's eyes darkened, "Didn't he sleep next to you last night? Haven't you seen enough?"

"Mommy..."

"What are you worried about?"

Ruthia murmured, "Mummy, you won't let someone take him away, will you?"

An Yina turned her head to look outside the city wall, with a look of disappointment on her face, and said meaningfully: "What's yours will be yours, can I tear it apart?"

"..." Rusia was slightly taken aback, looking at her in confusion.

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go!"

"Yes, Mommy." Ruthia moved her steps.

...

At this time, Andy had turned around the fireplace with the plate, walked through a corridor full of famous paintings, and came to Mrs. Sophia's bedroom.

Sophia was lying on an old-fashioned yellow-brown wicker chair, holding a book in both hands and covering her chest, her eyes were slightly closed, and she was enjoying the caress of a ray of sunlight falling in from the window.

Andy stopped, looked left and right, and saw that there was no one else but an old woman in the chair.

He looked up again at the oil painting of a mother holding her young son on the right wall. The mother on it was very kind and kind. The little boy sitting on his lap stared at his mother's face lovingly, with his hands facing her, wanting to hug her live mother.

He stared, stared, as if he wanted to see them alive.

"Cough..." Suddenly, a dull cough startled him.

He opened his eyes, only to realize that the old lady lying on the chair had sat up, staring at him with a pair of cloudy eyes...

The old lady's hair was gray, her face was wrinkled, her deep-set eyes with protruding browbones were slightly squinted, her lips that had faded from moisture were dry and shriveled, she squirmed slightly, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "What's your name?"

Andy was taken aback because she spoke English.

Fortunately, he can understand.

"My name is Andy." He looked at her cautiously and spoke in English as well.

He found that apart from the thin face of the old lady, the clothes were gorgeously dressed.

Children always like colorful clothes, which can give them a sense of warmth.

"Andy, the name sounds nice, so what are you doing here?" Mrs. Sophia put down the book and beckoned to him.

Andy looked down at the plate in his hand, then slowly moved over, staring at her with watery eyes, "Excuse me, do you know my grandma? Her name is An Yina."

The old lady raised her lips and smiled, "Yes, she is my granddaughter."

Andy blinked his eyes, and it took him a while to organize his words, "I was brought back from the United States by An Yina, who said she was my grandmother."

"Yes, she is your grandmother." Sophia nodded.

"It's good that you know, so, I'm not a stranger, old woman." He handed up the plate.

The old lady didn't answer, she stared at him, "What did you call me?"

Andy was taken aback, did he call it wrong?

Trying to recall what his grandmother taught him before, he muttered: "Grandmother...Grandmother."

"Oh, I understand, great-grandmother, did your grandmother teach it?"

"Yes." Andy nodded.

"Hehe, little guy, you can call me old woman, old grandmother, whatever you like." The old lady patted his head.

Obviously, she fell in love with this little guy the first time they met.

"Yes, grandma, this is the strawberry cheesecake made by grandma. It is very fragrant and delicious." Andy raised the plate a little higher.

The old lady just picked it up, sniffed it up to her nose, and smiled slightly, "Yes, it's very fragrant."

"Then you eat." Andy lifted the plate and let her bring it to his lips.

The old lady shook her head, "Honey, you forgot to bring me the knife and fork."