Chapter 40

It was dusk when we arrived at the car price ancestral house. The sky spread a large amount of burning clouds, which covered the huge building with a layer of warm paint.

This Chinese style house is like a thick brush heavy ink on the general, simple, thick.

There are no Western style buildings, no luxury car horns, energetic sound, but you can still feel the shadow of money from those green tiles, flower windows, carving gallery.

In fact, there is such a large piece of land in this precious land, which is a matter of great wealth. When I think about the family background of the car family, I suddenly feel very normal.

After getting off the bus, the voice pushes the car to leave. On the road, the garden of brocade cluster, the elegant arbor and the small building built according to the terrain are undoubtedly quiet. No matter the servants who shuttle or the gardeners who take care of the flowers and trees, their actions are orderly and concise.

Listen to the instructions of Che Yuli and turn around the corner to the main room of Che's ancestral home.

An old tree in the corner of the house, with pale scarlet blossoming on its green twigs, overlapping membrane petals and uniform flower colors, spreads gently and superficially, adding a bit of elegance and delicacy to the solemn and rigid ancestral house.

There is a Begonia in Xifu.

When the voice a little distracted, once her small garden also has such a plant, no car home, this plant is so dense, but it is small, beautiful. Car Yuli felt that she pushed slowly, and asked lazily.

"What a fool."

"Well? Oh, it's just that the crabapple is so good. "

When the voice back, naturally back to a sentence.

Che Yuli also looked at the tree he had grown up with, and suddenly felt that it was a little better than his memory. A trace of a smile climbed into the corner of his mouth without him knowing it, and he gave some joyful instructions.

"Go in."

The room is still of Chinese style, and there are not many people in the room. On the bed of Luohan in the living room, there is an old man with white temples and vigorous spirit. He is wearing a Tang suit with dark and beautiful patterns of Yuanbao. Cheyuli is similar to cheyuli in five points - it should be that the car family is in charge and Che Yanhui is in charge.

Next to him sat a woman with elegant temperament. The fine wrinkles in the corners of her eyes did not affect her temperament. Instead, she was neatly tied up in a bun at the back of her head, with a pearl hair comb inserted beside her. Is washing tea slowly. Is Che Yuli's grandmother? But looking at some young people -

"grandfather, grandmother."

Che Yu Li called for the two people, still in a flat tone, but their voice heard some intimacy from it.

"Yuli, come and taste this old gentleman's eyebrow."

The lady was happy to answer, washed the cup and made tea.

Well, it's really his grandmother. It seems that she is well maintained, so she seems to be less than 60.

She left with the car to call people: "old man, good old lady."

While they say hello, the old man of the car is also looking at the woman who pushed the car to the top. Long hair neatly combed into a braid, face without pink and black, long thin eyebrows and apricot eyes, wearing a dark purple coat, with a pink skirt inside, the temperament is very clean.

Look, it's harmless. It's not low.

The old man of the car made an evaluation of the voice in his heart, and looked at him unhappily.

"Do you know how to come? What time is it? "

The old lady of the car, Jiang Wanrong, patted her husband and waved to the housekeeper waiting for dinner.

The servants moved quickly and the restaurant was ready soon. Jiang Wanrong holds the car and Yanhui falls to the main position. She sits on the first chair on the left. Her voice pushes him to the table according to the instructions of Che Yuli, and helps him to the first seat on the right.

When she was ready to sit in the back, she was slightly stunned.

There are only three sets of tableware on the table.

When Che Yanhui saw the voice movement, his heart was more upset. However, a servant said that he asked Che Yuli to bring her to dinner. Was he really ready to eat? I don't know the height of the earth.

Che Yuli also saw the tableware with no voice. He knew that it was my grandfather's deliberately making trouble.

"Xiao ran, put the dishes and chopsticks for Miss Shi beside me."

He told the servant who was waiting on the side.

"Miss Shi? Isn't she your nurse. No master or servant sits at a table to eat. There is no rule! "

The old man's face sank and hummed.

Che Yu left his long eyebrow and looked at his grandfather in the slightest: "we came here without eating. If we knew that my grandfather's house had no food to eat, we would come back when we were full."

When the voice here is anxious, he pulls the sleeve of Che Yuli to stop him. The car Yanhui over there is angry with this sentence, and one finger scolds his beloved grandson.

"Little bunny! Who won't let you eat? "

"She's hungry too. You make her hungry. Who will serve me when she's hungry

"Well, Xiao ran, give her a set of chopsticks."

Jiang Wanrong interrupts the dispute over the lack of Nutrition between his grandparents and grandchildren. Wen Sheng orders him to put the dishes on the table and look aside. Because the dispute is a little awkward, his voice takes a glance, and his eyes are deep and the meaning is not clear.She looked back at Che Yuli, smiling and holding a chopstick for her grandson.

"In the afternoon, the imperial chef was very busy."

When cheyu left the pull, his voice sat on his side. At the same time, he also used public chopsticks to pinch the favorite dishes for his grandparents. After that, he added a little bit of each kind of voice.

"Eat more and save me time to help me out."

When the voice against the car old man's poor eyes gently nodded, and then slowly eating, trying to make themselves look less rigid.

Car Yanhui's difficulties and Jiang Wanrong's estrangement are not invisible to her. On the contrary, she can really feel it. Such eyes bring her great pressure. But it's just like this that Che Yuli's quiet but persistent maintenance in front of his grandfather is so precious. He feels that his nose is a little sour when he speaks.

It's obvious that the three generations love each other at the table.

When the voice thought of his home, she will not live tears quietly swallow back, heart eating car Royal clip to his things.

When they were about to finish eating, a servant raised his voice and called out, "the second young master is coming."

"If I knew that my elder brother would come back for dinner tonight, I would have come with an empty stomach."

The car turned in and gave a tut to a table of dishes.

"Grandfathers and grandmothers, say you are partial. I didn't come here so rich."

Che Hanbing's smile is bright, but there is a trace of imperceptible jealousy in the seemingly aboveboard joke, and there is a trace of insidious in Che Yuli's eyes.

However, all this is hidden in the dark, and no one is aware of it.

"Why don't you say you'll come here every three days?"

Jiang Wanrong said with a smile, and asked people to add a pair of chopsticks beside her.

"I know that grandma loves me. Xiaoyu, do you miss me

His words changed, brought to the voice of the body, called the intimate, and drag the ending meaningful.

When the voice knows the relationship between Che Yuli and him, he is afraid that Che Yuli misunderstands the relationship between him and Che Hanbing again, and he wrings his hands together nervously.

At a loss, a warm hand reached out from under the table and gave her a hand to relax.

That's Che Yuli's hand.