Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

The smile on Yan Wanqing's face disappeared bit by bit.

Looking at the old lady, she no longer had the strange feeling when she was sitting with her relatives.

"Old lady, don't you think your behavior is very rude?"

"I apologize to you for my rude behavior, but I didn't mean any harm, I just want to make sure of one thing."

"Are you sure you don't need to open my bag?"

The old lady asked back: "If I don't open your bag and see the silver needle in your bag, will you tell me the truth?"

Yan Wanqing pursed her lips.

she won't.

Because the master once told her that she can cure diseases and save people, but she should not be too ostentatious.

Because publicity will attract jealousy and backstabbing.

If she had known how to hide her fame back then, Yan Xuehui would not have known that a car accident took her life as soon as she arrived in Haishi.

So after she was reborn, no matter what she did, she would do it secretly, without showing off or being proud.

Of course, more importantly, she didn't want to have too much involvement with Yan Jing.

Mrs. Yan said: "You also cured Xiaoyan's illness, right?"

What she said was not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence.

Xiaoyan was cured by acupuncture, and Yan Wanqing happened to be able to.

After Gao Xin became an adult, he went to other cities to develop, and he met people of the same age in Haishi.

Now, he knows Yan Wanqing, who is not of the same age, and even opened a stewed meat shop with her.

If it wasn't for Yan Wanqing's kindness to Gao Xincheng, would he let go of his guard?

Obviously not.

Yan Wanqing did not speak.

Seeing Yan Wanqing's reaction, Mrs. Yan already confirmed this matter.

She was the person Yan Jing and Yan Changting tried their best to get to know, but they couldn't find her.

"I don't know why you concealed your identity, and I don't know why you don't want to use another identity to get along with Changting and Yan Jing, but I know you have your own difficulties, I understand and respect them, and I won't tell them of."

Yan Wanqing remained expressionless, "I won't thank you."

Old Madam Yan was in a very happy mood, and she didn't mind Yan Wanqing's cold face, "It's okay, you saved me, I will get close to you."

"No, this is our last meal."

Old Madam Yan corrected: "Today's last meal."

"It's the last meal for today, and the last meal for the future."

"not necessarily."

When Yan Changting came out of the bathroom, he saw two people bickering, but there was a scene of love and warmth.

"Why did you start bickering?"

"I want you to manage."

"I want you to manage."

The two spoke almost at the same time, one on each side, Yan Changting seemed like an idiot.

"I……"

"Humph……"

"Humph……"

Yan Changting: "..."

After dinner, Mrs. Yan still wanted to stay with Yan Wanqing for a while, but she had to leave because she had to go to school.

Yan Changting drove Yan Wanqing to school.

When she was about to get off the car, Mrs. Yan grabbed Yan Wanqing's little hand, held it in her palm, and said from the bottom of her heart: "Wanqing, what happened today was my fault, I apologize to you."

"no need."

"I'll treat you to dinner next time as an apology."

Yan Wanqing shook her head, her face was very ugly.

"If you don't agree, I'll wait for you at the gate of your school every day, begging for your forgiveness."

Yan Wanqing looked at the stubborn old lady and said sullenly, "I don't blame you, that's fine."

"No."

Yan Wanqing had no choice but to implement the policy of delay, "Let's talk about it later!"

"Row."

Mrs. Yan watched Yan Wanqing enter the school, and the kindness in her eyes surprised Yan Changting.

The old lady had stood on a high place all her life, he had never seen her give in to anyone, but this time she bent down and apologized to Yan Wanqing.

And the way she gets along with Yan Wanqing is also very strange.

Yan Changting couldn't tell how strange it was.

"Grandma, why are you so kind to Yan Wanqing?"

Madam Yan said mysteriously: "You will know later."

"Ok."

Yan Changting took the old lady to the hospital for an examination.

The test results came out, she was in good health, just go back and pay attention to rest.

Madam Yan looked at the test result in her hand, "Xiaoting, you call your second uncle and tell me that I passed out due to heatstroke at noon today."

"But aren't you all right?"

Old Madam Yan glanced at him coldly, "If you tell me to hit you, hit him, there's so much nonsense."

Yan Changting shrank his neck, and went to call honestly.

Mrs. Yan is the old lady of the Yan family. Hearing that she fainted from heat stroke, not only Yan Jing came over with the child, but also Yan Jun and Yan Zhengqing.

A whole room of people surrounded the old lady, one word of concern on the left and one word of concern on the right.

Yan Xuehui hid at the back. The old lady didn't like her very much, and she was also a little afraid of her, so she didn't dare to approach her.

Madam Yan beckoned, "Huihui, come to grandma."

Yan Xuehui shrunk her neck instinctively, Yan Jing saw her daughter's fear, and patted her on the back comfortingly.

"Grandma is calling you, go over there!"

Yan Xuehui bit the bullet and went over, squatting down beside the old lady's bed, "Grandma, what do you want me to do?"

The old lady's eyes darkened.

Yan Xuehui didn't say a single word of concern from the beginning to the end, even the youngest Yan Xing knew to say, 'Grandma needs to get better soon'.

Madam Yan hid the dark light, and said in a warm voice: "Grandma is fine, I just want to take a good look at my granddaughter, and I don't know how many more times I can see it in the future."

The old lady's hand fell on Yan Xuehui's shoulder.

Everyone thought that the old lady said this because she was feeling old.

Yan Jing comforted: "Mom, what are you talking about, you are a blessed person, you can live a long life, and you can watch Huihui grow up, watch her get married and have children."

"I don't know if there is such a chance."

Mrs. Yan said something pointedly, and no one present heard the implication, and they were all a little sad.

Yan Xuehui curled her lips.

This old lady has lived long enough, it would be nice to leave early.

The old lady's hand suddenly slipped onto Yan Xuehui's face, she was startled, she hastily raised her head, and smiled flatteringly, "Grandma will definitely live a long life."

"Then haven't I become an old goblin?"

Yan Xuehui said silently in her heart: You are now an old goblin.

Yan Xuehui was too immature to hide her emotions. Madam Yan could see clearly, she touched Yan Xuehui's face and asked suddenly: "Yan Jing, Huihui doesn't look like you."

Yan Xuehui's heart skipped a beat, what does she mean?
Yan Jing said with a smile: "How can my daughter not look like me?"

Mrs. Yan said: "She might be like your ex-wife, but she's not like you anyway."

Yan Jing's ex-wife Xie Xue was Yan Xuehui's aunt, but Yan Xuehui knew very well that she didn't have the slightest resemblance to Xie Xue in appearance.

Yan Zhengqing was afraid that Yan Xuehui was not guilty enough, so he added embellishments and said, "I haven't found out that Huihui really doesn't look like our Yan family."