The old man practiced calligraphy so seriously that he walked safely to him and didn't find it.
Enron didn't bother. He waited until the old man finished writing a line of words and said, "Grandpa's calligraphy is still so good."
The old man's body had a gentle and elegant atmosphere. He put down his brush slowly, looked at Enron, and asked happily, "do you think I write well?"
"Of course, Grandpa's calligraphy is the best in the world." Enron smiled and thumbed up, which is her usual flattering gesture since high school.
The old man said with a smile, "but our family also said so."
The expression was full of pride and pride.
Enron smiled, feeling a little lost and didn't know her.
However, she is not sad. In the future, Grandpa will live in city A. she can often come to see him and get along with him. Grandpa will remember her.
The old man went to the sofa and Enron followed him. Sister Ping immediately brought the fruit: "Miss, eat the fruit. The fruit is sweet."
Enron nodded and said thank you. She saw a lot of gift boxes, health products and massagers piled on the tea table.
"Sister Ping, who buys so many things?" Enron asked curiously. It didn't feel like his brother bought it, but someone sent it.
She thought, it wouldn't be that someone gave gifts when her brother took office.
Sister Ping looked at her and said curiously, "didn't you ask someone to send it? You asked someone to send the fruit, too. Did you forget?"
Enron looked at sister-in-law Ping. She asked someone to send it?!
She doesn't remember at all.
"The messenger said you asked them to send it."
Sister Ping said again, "when I opened the door in the morning, the young master refused to pick up when he saw someone send something, but the person who sent the things said that you sent it, and the young master kept it."
Enron twisted his eyebrows and looked at this pile of things in doubt. A table full of things looked very valuable.
But it's not her. She's still calling her name
Suddenly, a crazy and cold face appeared in Enron's mind. Was it sent by Lu Lichuan in the morning?
This idea filled Enron with joy and felt very warm. He was so cold that he thought of her grandfather.
"What's the matter?" asked sister-in-law Ping.
Enron smiled: "it's not me. It should be sent by Lu Lichuan."
Sister Ping said in surprise, "it's my uncle. No wonder."
"No wonder what?"
Sister Ping replied, "no wonder the young master said this morning. It's not necessarily from who."
Enron smiled. Her brother was too powerful and knew her too well. Even if she sent it, she would not send others. This kind of rich and ostentatious thing is very in line with Lu Lichuan's personal design.
But what she didn't expect was that her brother saw Lu Lichuan so thoroughly.
Did Lu Lichuan go out early in the morning to buy these health products for Grandpa?
"Did Lu Lichuan come this morning?" Enron asked.
"No, I didn't see my uncle." Sister Ping answered as she cleaned up.
Enron was more confused and curious about where others had gone.
It's impossible to buy things all morning. Obviously, he didn't go home after shopping.
When Enron was wondering, Grandpa Jane looked at her and asked, "who are you?"
Enron answered patiently, "I'm Enron, your granddaughter."
Old Jane frowned and looked at sister-in-law Ping, who seemed to be asking. Sister-in-law Ping smiled and said in a soothing tone, "yes, she is your granddaughter."
"Really, but didn't you go to school?" old Jane still didn't believe it.
"I finished school at noon and didn't have class in the afternoon." Enron coaxed.
Jane looked at Enron for a while, frowned and scolded, "liar, you're in college. You live in college and don't go home every day."
Enron looked at grandpa in surprise. Didn't he always remember that she was just in high school? Today, she crossed to college. Is this progress?
Is the medicine prescribed by the doctor Lu Lichuan a little effective?
"I'm going to college. I'm going to have a holiday soon." Enron said casually.
Old Jane seemed to believe it, nodded, ate some grapes, stared at Enron, and said solemnly, "don't associate with the boy surnamed Shen. The boy doesn't look like a good man."
Enron's heart clicked. Grandpa remembered Shen Qiu?!
"If you don't listen to the old man, you'll suffer," old Jane muttered.
This sentence made Enron feel very uncomfortable. Grandpa did tell her that when he was in college, Grandpa met Shen Qiu several times. He said Shen Qiu was an ambitious boy. He didn't like Shen Qiu and didn't let them communicate.
However, she didn't listen to her grandfather and secretly went out with Shen Qiu
Facts have proved that what grandpa said is true. Shen Qiu is indeed a very ambitious and ambitious man.
"Sister Ping, cook. Enron hasn't eaten yet." Grandpa immediately asked Sister Ping to cook.
Hearing the meal, Enron couldn't help burping. She had just finished eating.
Sister Ping smiled at Enron and saw that she didn't seem hungry. She said, "old Jane didn't eat at noon. You should eat less and eat with him."
Enron nodded: "you cook less, I eat less, and I'll eat it at night."
Sister Ping nodded: "old Jane said she wanted to eat fried noodles in the morning. I'll make some noodles?"
"Yes." Enron is never picky about food.
"Will you stay for dinner tonight?" asked Mrs. Ping as she rolled out noodles.
"Well, of course I'll stay."
She must stay for dinner. If she hasn't seen grandpa for so long, she must have a reunion dinner with her brother and grandpa.
It's just that this warm meal seems a little late. I don't know if my brother will be angry.
After lunch, Enron played checkers with Grandpa. As long as he lost, the old man was not very happy. He must repent.
Enron also played very seriously and didn't let the elderly at all.
Because of this, the afternoon was very interesting.
Unknowingly, in the evening, sister-in-law Ping cooked a large table of food. Enron smelled the smell of rice and looked at the time. Her brother should get off work.
She looked at her cell phone and there was no phone or information.
It was almost dark, and Lu Lichuan didn't look for her.
Hasn't he come home yet?
He's an unemployed bum. Is he so busy.
Hearing the sound of opening the door, old Jane mixed all the pieces together and said, "don't play, don't play, yo, eat."
Enron looked at the chaotic chessboard with a smile: "Grandpa, you can't play with me. Play tricks."
"How could I fail you?" Jane refused to admit and thought she was the best.
Jian Zheng came in and heard the chirping voice in the living room. He put down his briefcase and looked at the tea table: "how about playing chess?"
It seems that both of them are in a good mood.