After a meal, the old lady kept talking about some interesting things when hanluoluo was a child.
Song Qingyun listens quietly. Basically, he has nothing to say. The best thing he says is that grandma is good at your craft.
When the old lady heard this, she was overjoyed: "if you like it, she will come back. Grandma often makes it for you."
In fact, the old lady would like to say that she married our Lolo and asked you to have enough to eat at home.
But my granddaughter told her before she came back that we should go step by step and slowly. We can't point this out at once and worry about scaring people away.
Anyway, she decided that this grandson-in-law was from her family sooner or later, so she was not worried.
After dinner, song Qingyun offered to help clean up the table. The old lady specially left space for the two of them, so she made an excuse to say that she was tired and went to the sofa to have a rest.
Hanluoluo secretly thumbs up to grandma and turns to clean up with song Qingyun.
"I'll do it." After all, she's the master. She has to look like a master.
But she never thought of her polite words, song Qingyun actually put down the chopsticks in his hand, "well, you can clean up slowly. It's not early, and I should go back."
Han Luoluo is stupid at once. Is this going to go?
"I ·"
all of a sudden, hanlolo couldn't catch up.
At this time, the old lady in the sofa heard song Qingyun's words and immediately used her trump card, "doctor song, please don't go, can you show me how to take these medicines?"
Said the old lady, taking the medicine box.
Song Qingyun turned around and said, "OK."
Seeing that grandma left song Qingyun with her intelligence, hanluoluo was excited again.
But she put forward to clean the table, which means hiding in the kitchen can not come out, and song Qingyun will be very few together.
Thinking of this, she immediately accelerated her speed and decided to wash all the dishes and chopsticks before Song Qingyun was finished with the medicine.
One side is anxiously washing dishes and chopsticks, the other side is looking at the living room. The whole person is absent-minded.
So much so that her hand, which was used for two purposes, slipped, and a plate fell to the ground, and the sound of "popping" broke the ground.
The two people in the living room were startled when they heard the voice, especially grandma, who hurriedly cared: "Lolo, what's the matter? Are you ok?"
Similarly was frightened the Han Luo Luo mercilessly swallowed the throat pipe, "has not, is all right, the hand slides, breaks a plate."
The old lady sighed and said deliberately, "doctor song, please help me to have a look. I can't lift this leg a little."
"Good." Although song Qingyun's real old lady did it on purpose, he agreed. She may not know something, and there is no need for her to catch fire.
So he got up and walked towards the kitchen.
"Are you ok?" He stood at the kitchen door and looked inside.
At this time, hanluoluo had bent over to clean the debris on the ground. Hearing his voice, he immediately straightened up. "It's OK. I'll break my heart."
"Oh, then be careful." Seeing that she wasn't hurt, song Qingyun didn't ask more questions. He took a light look and came over from the kitchen.
"Oh ~" she was a bit frustrated. When she wanted to say something, she had gone away, which made her more uncomfortable.
Where is she worse than Lin Kexin?
Why can't he pay attention?