The little ancestor who was abducted by Qi Ye

A gust of warm wind hits, stirring everything, and some withered leaves fall from the almost tidy yard.

It was almost noon, and the wind brought some coolness.

When He Peijiu entered the room, Jiang Nian was sitting on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, watching the animal world, which was about the creatures in a certain sea area.

She was fascinated and listened to the explanation very carefully.

"Do you know how killer whales apologize after a quarrel?" A wet, scorching breath came from next to his ear suddenly, close at hand.

Jiang Nian trembled in shock, and turned his head to see those black eyes that were as warm as hers.He stood behind the sofa, with his arms outstretched and bent over to approach her, as if wrapping her in his arms.

Her breathing was stagnant, and her skin turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. She clenched her fingertips and hid to her side.

He Peijiu glanced at the TV indifferently, then lowered her eyes to look at her, slightly curling the corners of her lips.

"According to research, killer whales will also quarrel, but they will make up within 3 minutes, and the way to make up is to nibble each other's tongue."

"It's easy to understand, it's what we call..."

"kiss."

At that moment, He Peijiu's eyes were dark and deep, and her gaze unconsciously rested on her tightly pursed lips.

Jiang Nian froze, his heart beat faster, and he looked away guiltily.

kiss--

She always has a feeling of being inside.

Everything stems from that hateful 'spring dream'!
He Peijiu had already taken half a step back, her face remained the same, but the corners of her lips seemed to be narrowed, and she swept across the empty plates on the coffee table.

"Have you finished your roasted sweet potatoes?"

Jiang Nian also glanced, his eyes panicked, as if realizing something.

His face was red enough to bleed.

"I, I'm done eating." Uncle Xiang said that he likes to eat, but peeling off a few pieces doesn't mean it's all for himself to eat. Why can't he control his mouth and go to sweep it up.

He laughed softly, "It was peeled for you to eat. If you like it, when will I bake it for you. Watch TV, the animal world is also very interesting."

After saying that, she turned around and went up to the second floor, and went into a room on the left side of her bedroom.

Jiang Nian was taken aback, as if he didn't quite understand his move.

"Miss Jiang, dinner will be ready in a few minutes." Sister Fang came out of the kitchen wiping her hands, and looked around as if looking for someone. She saw Master Qi come in just now, why did the kung fu man disappear after a while.

"Uncle Master is upstairs." Pointing to the bedroom that He Peijiu had just entered, she was still puzzled.

Sister Fang just smiled, turned around and went back to the kitchen, "There was a time when Lord Qi lived here, and in spring and summer, Man Tingfang's place is already cool at night. Ever since Miss got married, this house has been used by Lord Qi. "

Miss?

Jiang Nian was even more puzzled, he had never heard that He Peijiu had a sister.

I was curious and didn't ask any more questions. I turned off the TV and got up and went to the dining room to help arrange the tableware.

Upstairs, He Peijiu took a shower and stood outdoors for a while soaking in a thin layer of sweat. Now she just came out of the shower, rubbing a towel and wiping her head.

buzzing-

The phone on the coffee table rang, and he threw down the towel and walked over. The name that scanned the screen hesitated for a while before answering.

It's just that when it's connected, it's a little noisy, mixed with the sound of music.

"Yes, Ayu, I heard that you brought a girl back to the old house for dinner yesterday. You just fell in love in Ningcheng a few days ago, and you took her back to meet your parents yesterday. Did you tell me that you want to get engaged in a few days? , marriage or something." The person on the other end of the phone had a good voice.

It's just that the words are inevitably full of jokes and ridicule.

"If you really get married, your wife's wedding dress will be wrapped on my body. I will definitely do it myself, and I won't give it to others at all."

"How about it, am I very loyal..."

Someone was still chattering away, and there was already a busy signal on the phone.

After being dazed for a few seconds, he jumped up from the chair. He was blocked last time, but this time he was hung up.

Depend on!
He was so angry that he lost his phone and rushed to the stage, expressing his displeasure at being ignored by He Qiye.

marry?

After rubbing his head twice, he went to the closet to get clothes.

He thought, maybe it's too early, and besides, he's not yet of marriageable age.

after lunch.

The two rested at home for a while, contacted Mr. Jiang, and learned that Jiang Nian would come to see him in a while. After several days of busy work, they finally ushered in a break.

The place where the cultural relics are restored is only one street away from the museum. In a newly built office building, although some things are still dilapidated and need to be restored, they are rare treasures, so security is particularly strict.

Professor Zhong personally came to pick up people at the door, but several people in the same company had to register and check before they were allowed to enter.

"Come here today, are you interested in showing your skills?" Professor Zhong asked casually, somewhat expecting him to come back to restore cultural relics.

When He Peijiu was an apprentice in the early years, she was very capable and highly valued. Not only here, but also went to other places with the team to guide the restoration of newly excavated cultural relics.

It's just that he didn't stay here much, and he left after two or three years to devote himself to other hobbies.

"It's been a long time since I haven't touched the craft, so you can rest assured that those treasures will pass by me?" He Peijiu said nonchalantly, but she kept staring at Jiang Nian beside her from the corner of her eye.

Professor Zhong briefly introduced the working area to the two. After half an hour, the three arrived at the rest area.

A very spacious office with a partition in the middle, the inside is the rest area, the outside is the leisure area, and there are many books everywhere.

When the three of them came in, Elder Jiang was still looking at something at his desk. He raised his head when he heard "Grandpa", with a pair of presbyopic glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose. He lowered his head slightly, and immediately there was a kind smile on his face.

"Oh, it's been a year." Jiang Lao put down his things, and before he got up from the sofa, Jiang Nian trotted over and leaned over to hug Jiang Lao.

It was only a few days since we saw each other, and there was a feeling of being apart for a long time, and my eyes turned red when I couldn't hold back.

In a foreign land, her grandfather was her closest relative, and she had mixed feelings at the moment, with a lot of feelings, and she couldn't control her emotions well.

Mr. Jiang couldn't help smiling, and patted her on the back, "When did you cry so much? We are all in the same place. It's a good thing to meet, so why are you crying?"

She groaned and squatted down in front of Mr. Jiang twice, took his wrinkled but warm hand, sniffed and looked carefully, as if she found some small mouth that was deflated.

"It seems to be thinner. Are your eyes okay?" Looking at Mr. Jiang, he couldn't help it for a while.

Mr. Jiang has devoted himself to this career for many years, and has suffered from many occupational diseases. He retired with illnesses back then, and the most serious one is his eyes.

Uncle Yu mentioned before that if Mr. Jiang followed the doctor's advice to recuperate his eyes, his life expectancy would be a few years, but if he didn't follow the doctor's advice, he might become blind at any time due to overwork.

At this end, Professor Zhong invited He Peijiu to take a seat. The two did not speak for a while, they cooked hot tea and waited silently.

The second grandfather and grandson always have something to say about themselves.

He Peijiu remained silent, sipped her tea, and looked at Jiang Nian, who had a bad complexion, the corners of his brows and eyes were sullen.

The two grandparents talked for a while, and Jiang Nian guessed and helped Jiang Lao until the four of them sat on the sofa and made tea and chatted.