Zhao Xiangyun heard the answer, and then looked at the young man in front of him.

Once suspected, now seems to have been identified in general.

"I know something about the Internet," she said

"Aunt Xiangyun, do you know?" Ann's face, a touch of surprise.

"I have two classmates studying in the United States. They mentioned it to me! I've been to Hong Kong City myself, and I've seen computers. That's why I say I know something! " Zhao Xiangyun said.

"Yes? Does aunt Xiang Yun think that in the future, we will have our own Internet in China? Will computers become popular? " An an looks at Zhao Xiangyun with a worried face.

"Of course! Every new thing, perhaps when it first appears, everyone feels novel and dare not try. After a long time, maybe what you dare not try will become more and more important in life. Unconsciously, it will occupy the whole life. At that time, whether it is active or passive, everyone will be familiar with this thing! " Zhao Xiangyun said with a smile.

An an's eyes are fixed on Zhao Xiangyun for a moment.

At this moment, he actually had a lot to say.

But when he looked at Jiang Fangping, he realized something and quickly lowered his head and continued to eat.

Zhao Xiangyun was deeply shocked.

She knows, Zhang Xiuli is reborn.

She was also Zhang Xiuli in her last life.

She doesn't say it herself. In the last life, she was not a person of this era.

As for ANN, is he reborn or through?

He should have experienced the civilization of modern science and technology, otherwise he would not have mentioned the Internet.

Zhao Xiangyun connected some of the things Jiang Fangping had said before.

Maybe it's not Ann.

But after two lives, he sees things differently from others.

Zhao Xiangyun hesitated, let it develop, or find time to chat with An'an.

Zhao Xiangyun, who was full of worries, naturally fell into Jiang Weimin's eyes.

He hasn't seen his wife look like this for a long time.

I don't know why. At the moment, he just wants to hold people in his arms and comfort them.

This meal, I don't know why, the atmosphere became strange.

Li Jianshe didn't notice that he had been pulling Jiang Weimin to drink.

Keep talking and chatting with Li Jianshe.

Granny Li is also very quiet tonight. She doesn't eat much, but she just keeps watching the younger generation.

Look at Li Jianshe, Jiang Fangping, Zhao Xiangyun, An'an and Jiang Weimin.

As if in this and a world, do the last farewell.

Zhao Xiangyun found that the porridge in Granny Li's bowl didn't move much and asked her, "Granny Li, why don't you eat it? Isn't it delicious? "

Granny Li shook her head. "No, it's delicious. It's very delicious!"

"Then you..."

"If I look at you more, one more, one less!"

Granny Li's words made the atmosphere, which was not very active, worse in an instant.

"Granny Li, why? Don't think about it, just relax Zhao Xiangyun took old lady Li by the hand.

Jiang Fangping also took Mrs. Li's hand. "Grandma, you're watching Xiangyun and Weimin come here. I'm afraid they won't come often in the future. Can't you give up?"

Granny Li's eyes are red.

Zhao Xiangyun and Jiang Fangping quickly wipe the old lady's tears.

"Don't cry. If you Miss Wei Min and me, we often come here! Now I'm doing business with Fangping. Even for business, I often come here! " Zhao Xiangyun comforted.

"Granny Zeng, I will come all the time. Don't cry." Jinbao didn't know when, he climbed down from his chair.

Run to old lady Li and pull her sleeve.

Old lady Li took back her hand and touched Jinbao. "Good boy, Granny Zeng is OK."

Old lady Li is just a little emotional.

It's like time goes back a long time ago.

"Grandma, let's take a picture of the whole family tomorrow. Don't you always say that we take too few pictures? How much do you want to shoot this time, how much do you want to shoot

When it comes to taking pictures of the whole family, the old lady is in a good mood.

But she also looked at Ann, "Ann together?"

In the past, the whole family was Li Laotai, Jiang Fangping and Li Jianshe, and An'an was rarely seen in the mirror.

The only picture is the profile.

He didn't want to leave his mark in the world at all.

Ann's eyes on old lady Li were hesitant.

Zhao Xiangyun gently patted him on the shoulder, "the photo is just a form, can leave a good memory! Ann, if you don't mind, try it! "

"I..." an an didn't give the answer for a long time.

"Granny Li, if you don't like this, ANN, don't worry. There's a long way to go. Let's shoot ourselves first!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

Granny Li looked disappointed, but she could only nod her head.

After dinner, Jiang Fangping takes old lady Jiang to bed.

Since the nanny came home in the evening, she had to wait on the old lady tonight.

Zhao Xiangyun and Jiang Weimin wash dishes and chopsticks.

Li Jianshe had some wine and was a little drunk.

I went to bed by myself.

In the kitchen, Jiang Weimin was standing by the pool, washing dishes, while Zhao Xiangyun was standing by, watching.

She wanted to help, but Jiang Weimin refused and insisted on helping herself.

He was born tall, standing next to the sink, but also bent to wash the dishes.

But this picture, how to see, how to feel warm.

Zhao Xiangyun leaned against the wall and looked at the laboring Jiang Weimin with a happy smile on his face.

From recognition to marriage, Jiang Weimin has remained the same for so many years.

I'll take care of all that she can't do.

People always say that a man shouldn't take care of the kitchen or do the work at home, but he isn't.

Can finish, even a little tail, will not give Zhao Xiangyun left.

Such a comparison, but Zhao Xiangyun embarrassed.

Jiang Weimin washes the bowl, only feels that the posterity's vision, has been falling on him.

With a small mouth, he asked Zhao Xiangyun, "you are not in the right mood tonight!"

"Do you have one?" Zhao Xiangyun pretended not to understand.

"Yes!" Jiang Weimin's face was positive, and he counted Zhao Xiangyun's abnormality in detail. "I'm in a low mood. I have something on my mind. It's not ordinary!"

Zhao Xiangyun covers his face. Do you want to be so powerful?

"Well, brother Weimin, it's not a big deal. I've almost forgotten a little bit of it!"

Zhao Xiangyun laughed.

Originally wanted to fool the past, but Jiang Weimin was silent.

He didn't speak, and Zhao Xiangyun understood what he meant.

Thinking that the kitchen door had been closed, he went up and surrounded Jiang Weimin's waist.

The man behind him suddenly held himself. The bowl Jiang Weimin was holding almost fell off.

Want to look back, Zhao Xiangyun but hold tightly, "don't look back, let me hold for a while!"

Jiang Weimin: "fool, you can hold it as long as you want, not just for a while!"