On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

Fu Shiyan sat next to his grandfather, and the old man stared at the girl in a trance, very satisfied. For him, family background was never the most important thing, but Jiang Shu was well-educated, well-measured, and he was very happy that his grandson had such a wife.

Jiang Shu said suddenly: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'm injured and I don't have time to see you these days, don't mind."

Fu Shiyan behind him frowned suddenly, he didn't expect her to say that.

Grandpa smiled immediately: "It doesn't matter, I like the gift you sent me very much."

Aunt Liu didn't see that Jiang Shu's fingers that made the dumplings quickly made a slight effort, and the round dumplings were sunken by an arc.

She frowned, a gift?

She's not stupid, she can guess with a little association that this was most likely done by Fu Shiyan, and she did it in a hurry, afraid that grandpa would have any opinion on her?

Although everything is acting, they always treat her very well.

Fu Shiyan sent a gift in her name, and he was thoughtful to the extreme. In this regard, he has always been delicate and well versed in human feelings.

But it's just to maintain the human setting...

Jiang Shu continued to move mechanically in his hands, but his thoughts were not calm.

Thinking of his going and coming back today, if it was before today, he would probably be very moved.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Grandpa took the opportunity to sigh and said: "You were injured that day, you didn't see how anxious I was, and I wished I could go to the hospital to find you right away, but Ah Yan stopped me from going..."

Jiang Shu was startled, and looked at the man on the sofa, who retracted his eyes.

"Grandpa, I'm fine..."

"It's fine." Grandpa glanced at Fu Shiyan, saw that his expression was wrong, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you showing your face to?"

Fu Shiyan frowned, "It's okay."

Grandpa knows him a lot. His temperament looks mild. In fact, when you encounter something you like, you have to keep it for yourself no matter what. It's not worth taking it for yourself. You always want the other person to be safe and sound under his protection. .

Autocratic, slightly deformed, but also single-minded.

A little crazy, he thought Jiang Shu could understand.

"in argument?"

There was silence in the air for a second or two. Grandpa understood instantly, and then walked to Jiang Shu, "Why did Ah Yan hurt you? Tell me, and I will make the decision."

"No grandpa, just a little quarrel." Jiang Shu bowed his head.

Grandpa glared at Fu Shiyan, "Say it yourself! What did you do! Apologize!"

"Grandpa." He was calm.

"Grandpa, it's okay, it's my problem." Jiang Shu squeezed out a smile and didn't speak for a long time.

The atmosphere on Fu Shiyan's side was calm, and he didn't speak.

Grandpa couldn't say much for a while, and Aunt Liu shook Jiang Shu's hand.

He saw the back of her left hand was red, and was surprised: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Jiang Shu came back to his senses: "...Oh, it's okay, I've been given medicine."

Aunt Liu also noticed that she rubbed it repeatedly, her heart ached, and she murmured anxiously: "I'm always hurt, how can I explain to your parents."

Jiang Shu suddenly choked up in his heart.

The dumplings are ready, and the sky is almost dark.

The lamps in Mingyuan are brightly lit.

Both Jiang Shu and Aunt Liu are very good at their craftsmanship. Sitting at the dining table, they rarely feel reunited.

Fu Shiyan occasionally picks up food for Jiang Shu, but he doesn't talk much. I don't know if he made it for his grandfather on purpose.

Jiang Shu was quite cooperative, but in fact he didn't eat a few mouthfuls at all. The wound on the back of his hand was a little itchy. Because of the strong aura of the man sitting beside him, he didn't dare to touch it.

The grandfather observed his words and made a wink at his grandson. When Fu Shiyan saw it, he stopped holding the food for her and put down his chopsticks: "Uncomfortable?"