Xu Hong and Feng Zhenting were waiting in the corridor and hadn't left yet.

Seeing Yang Qianyu coming out on the phone and walking towards the corridor bridge, Xu Hong thought for a while, and then went back to the ward.

The nurse came in and reminded again that it was time for an operation.

Xiaoyu pulled Xixi away: "Sister, Dad is going to have an operation."

Xu Hong also looked at her son: "It's time, and the doctors are busy, so hurry up and get ready."

"Qianqian?" Feng Moyan thought about the three children, and called out to the woman.

Xiaoyu looked at his father and replied sensibly: "Mom called, but she hasn't come back yet. Dad, you should go for the operation first. We and mother will wait for you to come out."

"Don't worry, the children are here, your father and I will watch over." Xu Hong knew what his son was thinking and responded immediately.

In this way, he can only go for surgery.

Originally, he wanted to talk to her before entering the operating room.

Unexpectedly, she would not return for a long time after answering the phone call.

With a little regret in his heart, Feng Moyan was pushed away by the nurses and nurses.

In the ward, the three children stood obediently.

Xiaoyu looked like a big brother, knowing that his sister had slowly accepted them again, so he and his brother held his sister's hand, went to the sofa and sat down.

"Sister, do you eat fruit? Here are apples, oranges, and grapes..." Xiao Zhou is a foodie, and he couldn't help swallowing when he saw the fruit plate on the low table full of various fruits.

However, it is not good for him to eat too much alone, so he asked his sister first.

Xixi glanced at the fruit plate, her cute and pretty face hesitated, "I want to eat grapes."

"Okay, I'll wash it!" Xiao Zhou happily agreed, but took a bunch of grapes, two apples, and three pears—and ran towards the bathroom with his arms full.

Chihi: "I don't eat apples and pears."

"Hey, my brother will help you eat! I promise not to waste it!"

Xiaoyu: "..."

This foodie is really hopeless!

Xu Hong and Feng Zhenting looked at this scene, Weiran Years' face couldn't help but put on a smile, and there was joy and anticipation in their eyes.

But this joy and expectation is still only for the two sons and grandchildren.

"Xiaoyu, where... are you living now? Is it the same place as before?" Xu Hong also sat down on the sofa, and approached her grandson kindly.

Xiaoyu glanced at her, and wanted to ignore her, but felt that it was too impolite, so he asked defensively, "Why are you asking this?"

"Of course grandma wants to visit you!" Seeing that her grandson was willing to talk to her, Xu Hong was even more delighted. "Grandma misses you so much. How about going home to play with grandma today?"

While coaxing softly, Xu Hong couldn't help holding the little boy's hand happily.

Before Xiaoyu could answer, Xixi yanked his arm back: "We're not going! We're going home with mom!"

At this time, the little Huaer, who had always been protected by her brothers, suddenly protected her brother behind her like a wild rose with thorns—for fear that her brother would not know the true face of this "grandmother" and be deceived.

The smile on Xu Hong's face suddenly froze, and her eyes became serious, "You girl! I didn't talk to you!"

"I don't like talking to you either, but you can't lie to my brother!" After Xixi finished speaking righteously, she jumped off the sofa and dragged her brother away.

But Xu Hong moved even faster, grabbing Xiaoyu with the other hand, "Xixi, you're being rude, do you know that? I'm talking to my brother, you just drag him away—"

Before the words finished, Xiaoyu interrupted forcefully: "Don't kill my sister!"

What Xu Hong hadn't finished speaking stopped abruptly.

Looking at these two children, she really doesn't like one, and she really likes the other—but no matter whether she likes it or not, they don't recognize her as a grandma.

Feng Zhenting had a panoramic view of this scene, and his heart was full of displeasure: "Children, you are descendants of the Feng family, and you will recognize your ancestors sooner or later, do you understand? Who taught you to be so hostile to your grandparents? "

Facing the pressure from the two elders, Xiao Yurao was a steady and precocious person, and he was a little confused and nervous for a while, so he froze and didn't speak.

Just in time, Yang Qianyu pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing this scene, she immediately stepped forward, instinctively protecting the two children behind her: "What's the matter? Come to me if you have any dissatisfaction, don't embarrass the children."

Xu Hong raised her eyes to look at her, and said directly, with an arrogant and indifferent tone: "A few days ago, you were in trouble at work, and it was Mo Yan who asked his father to help you solve it. As a man, we learned that we would like to take care of our children today. Go back, what do you say?"

"..." Yang Qianyu looked at Xu Hong, panicked for a moment when the incident happened suddenly.

But it was only for a moment, she thought of someone's unequivocal promise, and replied: "Feng Moyan said that the final decision on this matter rests with me, and he will not force me."

"Hmph!" Xu Hong snorted coldly, looked at Yang Qianyu with even more dissatisfaction and disdain, and at the same time secretly gritted his teeth, "I knew he was fooled by you and fooled us."

"But to be honest, you really helped me, and I don't like to owe favors to others, so it's better to ask the children's opinions on this matter-if they agree, I won't stop them."

Yang Qianyu really didn't want to owe favors, and felt uncomfortable, so she took the initiative to back down.

When Xu Hong heard it, her face was full of expectations, and she even looked at the children with a flattering smile: "How about going home with grandma for two days? Grandma has a lot of delicious and fun things at home."

Xiaoyu looked at his mother with questioning eyes.

Yang Qianyu didn't want to "kidnap" her son, and said gently: "You can go if you want, don't worry about mom."

"If my sister goes...we will go." Xiaoyu replied.

Xu Hong's face changed slightly, and she glanced at Xixi, clearly not wanting to see her, but she didn't dare to say anything, and had to ask against her will, "Xixi, are you going back to grandma's house?"

Xiao Zhou washed the fruit and handed the grapes to his sister.

Xixi took the grapes, picked one and fed it to her mouth, without hesitation said: "No, you don't like me."

The faces of Xu Hong and his wife froze, unable to hold back their face.

Yang Qianyu's heart fluttered slightly, and she felt sorry for her daughter.

Xiaoyu: "My sister won't go, and neither will I."

Xu Hong still didn't give up, she looked at the one she liked to eat, "Xiao Zhou, you—"

"Brothers and sisters don't go, why should I go, I have delicious food and fun at home." This is a lot of words, and the words are even more merciless.

Xu Hong and Feng Zhenting have been in good times all their lives, and they are respectfully flattered by others wherever they go.

Maybe he never thought in his life that he would be so underestimated and disdained by his own grandson.

Losing face inside, Xu Hong gradually put away the smile on her face, looked at Yang Qianyu and said unceremoniously again: "You know that they won't agree, and you deliberately prevaricate me."

Yang Qianyu said neither humble nor overbearing: "I sincerely repay this favor, but the children don't want to, so I can only say that you are too bad at being grandparents——how come the responsibility falls on me in the end?"

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