Chapter 263

It was already more than one o'clock at noon when the car was driving on the highway. Ning Huan was a little sleepy and his head was a little bit crooked.

Shen Shiyuan, who was driving on one side, looked at it and couldn't help laughing. He took her with an empty hand: "baby?"

Ning Huan hasn't fallen asleep yet. He suddenly calls him that. He looks at him and says, "three little?"

"There's a neck pillow in the back. You sleep on it."

Hearing what he said, Ning Huan's face was hot.

She was used to taking a nap, and the car was warm and quiet, just a hotbed, so she couldn't help but want to sleep.

Ning Huan wants to say that he is not sleepy, but he has no face to say it when he thinks of his usual work and rest.

She turned and looked back to see the neck pillow.

I found that the label had not been removed. I knew it was specially prepared for her.

She glanced at Shen Shiyuan and was glad that she didn't say she was not sleepy just now. Otherwise, she would lose her face.

Shen sanshao wants to show off. Ning Huan doesn't know where to go or how long it will take to arrive.

She put the pillow around her neck and soon fell asleep.

When the car bumped, Ning Huan opened his eyes and woke up in a daze. He saw that the car had left the highway and was driving on the country road.

Ning Huan just woke up and didn't react. The car stopped soon.

Shen Shiyuan stood on the steering wheel and looked at her: "wake up?"

Ning Huan raised his hand and rubbed his eyes for a while. Oh, Xu AI nodded in embarrassment: "wake up."

"Here we are. Get out of the car."

He raised his hand to pinch her, opened the door and got out of the car.

Ning Huan also followed him to get out of the car. After getting out of the car, he found that the car was parked at the entrance of the alley.

Shen Shiyuan came and took her hand, "cold or not?"

Ning Huan shook his head. He didn't say anything more. He took her to the alley.

At this time the sun is just right, just into the alley inside, the sun was blocked, a bit cool.

The wind came and it was cold.

But without progress, Shen Shiyuan led her to stop.

Ning Huan looks at the small yard in front of him. It's winter, and the flowers in the yard haven't opened yet. But looking at the potted plants, you can see that the yard is well managed.

She looked at it for a while, and the iron door with the front half was pushed open by Shen sanshao.

Ning Huan Zheng next, Shen Shiyuan to her pick eyebrows: "OK, baby come in quickly."

She nodded and followed her in.

The door extended out of the road is a slate, not very long, a total of about 10 meters, two people did not walk a few steps to the door.

"San Shao, where is this?"

Ning Huan is a little curious. Shen Shiyuan suddenly takes her to the suburbs.

Shen Shiyuan just laughed at her, then raised his hand and knocked on the door: "grandma?"

When he called, Ning Huan was stunned. Shen Dongcheng's wife died ten years ago.

This grandma?

Before Ning Huanli understood, the door opened. Shen Shiyuan's grandmother was wearing a light skin coat, wearing presbyopia glasses on her face, and her hair was all white, but the smile on her face completely ignored her age.

"Coming?"

Grandma said, back a let, let them in.

The living room is about 40 square meters, not very big, but the layout is simple and warm.

On the left is a light colored sofa with a white rectangular wooden tea table. In front of it is a TV. On the left is a square dining table with a beige tablecloth covered with small flowers. In the middle is a bunch of dry daisies and stars.

Delicacy is not the breath of life. Ning Huan can't believe it. It's a house decorated by an old man in his seventies.

She was led by Shen Shiyuan and sat down on the sofa. As soon as she sat down, Shen sanshao, who always wears clothes and opens his mouth, said to her, "baby, sit first, I'll make tea."

Said, he really got up, familiar to find out the tea and tea set in the tea table.

Shen Shiyuan's grandmother is sitting on the sofa on the left. She is wearing a light gray fur skirt. Her legs are slightly sideways. Her hands are clasped and placed on her thighs at will. She is elegant and kind.

Ning Huan is looked at by her, don't feel to have the discomfort of half cent at all.

"Are you Ning Huan?"

Grandma opened her mouth first and gave her a smile.

Ning Huan nodded, "it's me, grandma."

Under the plot, she called grandma as soon as she spoke.

After the call, her face turned red.

Grandma Shen Shiyuan was very happy, "good boy."

Ning Huan's face reddened when she heard her words.

"Listen to a yuan, are you a ballet dancer?"

There is a distance of nearly three meters between her and her grandmother. In fact, it's not very convenient for her to speak. Every time her grandmother speaks a little louder.Ning Huan simply got up and sat close to her, "yes, grandma."

Although she blushed a little, she and Shen Shiyuan were married. It's normal to call her grandmother.

"Isn't it hard?"

"I'm used to it."

"Since childhood?"

"Well, I started practicing with my mother when I was three years old."

"Good boy."

Shen Shiyuan's grandmother is really kind. Shen Dongcheng has a completely different personality.

Ning Huan's grandparents left early, and her grandmother was sick. In fact, she didn't have many opportunities to contact with her elders.

Now seeing Shen Shiyuan's grandmother, Ning Huan has an indescribable sense of closeness in her heart.

She came here for the first time, but she didn't feel constrained.

Unlike other old people, grandma likes to ask tricky questions. She mostly asks about things related to Ning Huan. Most of them stop at the end of the day and don't go deep.

And Ning Huan noticed that when she mentioned her parents several times, grandma would turn the topic around.

This is a very considerate behavior. After all, her parents have passed away. Although they have a good chat, it's not really a milk grandson relationship. If they talk too much, it will only make Ning Huan uncomfortable.

"Granny, try it."

Shen Shiyuan didn't open his mouth all the time. He never said a word for more than ten minutes.

Hearing what he said, Ning Huan remembered that Shen Shiyuan was also here.

"Baby, try it."

Listen to Shen Shiyuan in front of his grandmother's face so called himself, Ning Huan face immediately red.

She took the cup and lowered her head to sip it.

"Yes, there is no retrogression."

Ning Huan was surprised to hear her grandmother's comment. She looked at Shen Shiyuan and said, "San Shao, have you ever learned how to make tea?"

"I learned it from Grandma."

He laughed, raised his hand and rubbed her head: "you talk, I'll cook."

This sentence of his, rather happy son almost didn't restrain to spurt out the tea.

"Leave him alone, Ning Huan. He can cook."

Grandma explained with a smile, Ning Huan was embarrassed: "I thought, three young can't cook."

"He is just lazy. In the future, you should let him cook more."

Hear grandma's words, rather happy not easy to fade down the red halo and floating up.

"Ninghuan, come with me."

With that, grandma stood up. Ning Huan Leng for a moment, quickly put the cup on the table, followed grandma to the second floor.

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