Before my grandfather died, he forced me to marry the richest man in the imperial capital.

Before going to work the next day, Tang Junyao went to Mrs. Zhang's room. She had been thinking about what Ji Hancheng said to her last night.

Ji Hancheng went to the company early. Yaoyao was relatively free at work. She helped wash the children at home before driving to work by herself.

The door to Mrs. Zhang's room was not closed and was half open, but the polite Tang Junyao knocked on the already open door anyway, "Godmother, can I come in?"

Mrs. Zhang, who was sitting on the bed, was just applying plaster. The cold wind in winter was biting, and it was more difficult for the elderly with rheumatism and cold legs. Basically, moxibustion was applied, and the plaster was constantly applied.

"Yao Yao, come in, why don't you go to work?" After applying the last plaster, Mrs. Zhang put down her pants.

Tang Junyao sat on the edge of the bed, glanced at the trash can, and saw that there was no shell of painkillers, and asked with concern: "Godmother, have you been feeling unwell lately?"

Mrs. Zhang lowered her head and was busy arranging the plaster. Her tone was very relaxed and there was no abnormality in her voice. "You kid, why should I feel uncomfortable if I hang around in front of you every day? You measure your blood pressure twice a day and you will be fine." There's something wrong with this leg, but everything else is fine. Older people with rheumatism have it, so don't worry and go to work."

Tang Junyao was dubious, but still planned to persuade her godmother to go to the hospital for a check-up some other time, "Really?"

"Really." Mrs. Zhang's eyes were firm

"Okay, if you don't mind, press the massager that my brother gave you as much as possible. It can relieve the coldness in your legs."

"I know, you go to work quickly, don't worry about me, there are so many people at home, I don't have to do any work, all I have to do is wander around."

"Then I'm going to work. If you feel uncomfortable, you have to tell me. You can't hide it." Tang Junyao stood up and said still uneasy

Mrs. Zhang readily agreed and watched her filial goddaughter go downstairs. Looking at her back, her eyes began to glow, but she felt relieved.

Coming downstairs, "Grandpa, I'm going to work."

The old man stood up on crutches, "Girl, I'll ask the driver to take you there."

"No, grandpa, I plan to drive my scooter, my hands are a little itchy, haha." The weather is not that cold today, and the warm sun is already shining on the earth.

The old man nodded and did not object. He just asked, "Then be careful and ride slower."

"I know." Tang Junyao took the helmet and went directly to the garage to ride the motorcycle given by her grandfather. She opened the protective cover and the bright reflective body made it conspicuous in the dark garage.

She also remembered the scene when her grandfather gave her the car, but she was no longer sad. She smiled and stepped onto the car, started the engine, and felt the caress of the wind again. The speed was constant, not fast. She no longer needed freedom or stimulation, she just needed Recall the goodness of grandpa and keep this beautiful love

About half an hour later, the car parked in the parking lot of the base. She took off her helmet, shook her head, hung it on the car, and fixed her hair. Colleagues who came to work at the same time saw her and came to ask questions one by one.

"Sister Yaoyao, you know how to drive this car. It's so awesome. I like it too, but I can only like it and not be able to drive it." A colleague approached and touched the car body enviously, with regret in his tone.

"Why don't you learn if you like it?" Tang Junyao asked with a smile, picked up the helmet and held it in one hand

"I am brave but not brave. I am timid but I envy these handsome things." A girl said sheepishly

She couldn't persuade her about this kind of thing, so she could only smile and said, "Then safety comes first. Four wheels are also good. They can protect you from wind and rain."

after get off work

Tang Junyao drove home. During this period, Ji Hancheng asked her if she wanted to pick her up. She told Ji Meiren that she drove here by herself and there was no need to pick her up.

After returning home, Tang Junyao went to see the child immediately and kissed the little grapefruit downstairs. "Grandpa, Mom, I'm going to see the child." m.

Yuan Shu said calmly: "Well, I'm still asleep. If you wake up, change the diaper."

"Okay, Lele, mommy is going to see my sister, and you can play downstairs for a while."

Little Youzi said concisely: "Yes."

The old man glanced at Yaoyao's back walking upstairs and felt that his great-grandson still had to be reminded of his lack of words. He couldn't be like his grandson, talking like toothpaste, spouting word after word, "Lele" Baby."

Little Yuzu was repairing the plane that was accidentally broken by Little Strawberry, "Yeah."

The old man stroked Little Yuzi's hair dotingly, "Lele, can we use a few more words when we talk next time? For example, when mom talked to you just now, you could say um, okay, three words like this ,May I?"

Little Youzi didn't quite understand why he had to talk so much, and looked at the old man's kind face with a vague understanding, "Haha, I don't understand. Grandpa, let me explain it to you. Look, if you talk to dad, for example, you are very happy today. , you tell your dad, dad, dad, I am very happy today, can I share it with you, and then you said a lot, and your dad said, well, do you like this answer Lele?"

Little Yuzi thought about it and shook her head, but then she thought about it, her father just said yes, he rarely said many words, and her mother didn't say anything about him either.

The old man saw confusion in his great-grandson's eyes, "Do you want to say that dad is like this too?"

Little Yuzu nodded

"Dad is hopeless. Only your mother can cure him. We can't be like dad and be unpopular with girls. Do you understand?"

Xiaoyouzi nodded again

"We won't build this little plane anymore. Let Dad fix it when he comes back." If he doesn't fix such a thing for his precious great-grandson, it will be useless.

After a while, the disgusted and messed-up man came back and entered the living room with a cold breeze.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the big and small eyes on the sofa staring at him. The old man stared at his grandson because he was a bad example to his great-grandson because he spoke little and expressed dissatisfaction. Little Youzi stared at him because his great-grandfather said Dad can fix it, so I hope dad can fix it

Ji Hancheng was so frightened that he was being stared at. He was too straightforward and coughed dryly, "Ahem, grandpa, you have something to say. You are staring at me like I made a mistake."

The man sat down next to the old man, picked up his son with one hand and sat on his lap. The old man was quite satisfied with this move, "Help Lele's plane be repaired."

Ji Hancheng glanced at the broken airplane on the coffee table. The parts seemed to be broken. When he picked up the airplane, there was a noise inside. Usually it can't be repaired. If you want to repair it, you have to buy matching parts everywhere, so you might as well buy one, " This one is useless, buy a new one.”

Bang, the sound of the crutches was heard, and Ji Hancheng frowned. He didn't know why he had offended his grandfather.

After a long while, the old man spoke, "How did you become a father? It's a good thing for Lele to want to repair it. If you just buy it if it breaks, it's money falling from the sky. Look at what the girl taught you, you can't think of a way to repair it. If you can't even repair the plane, what else can you do, so Yaoyao won't dislike you."

Ji Hancheng: "............." He is not a professional in this field either.

Unable to withstand Grandpa's intimidation, I could only put down the little grapefruit and pick up the airplane on the table to study it. Looking at Grandpa's attitude, I knew that if he couldn't fix it today, he wouldn't have to eat.

There is a sense of déjà vu being forced to do homework, "I will fix it, and dad will try it, but it may not be 100% possible to fix it. How is this broken?"

Based on Ji Hancheng's understanding of Xiaoyouzi, he cherishes the gifts he gives and is very cautious. If he is not very proficient in the operating system of the aircraft, he will fly lower than a chicken. Only when he is proficient can he fly like a dragonfly.

Little Yuzi lied in a serious manner, with her little hands behind her back and her hands tangled together, "My hands are slippery."

The conversation between the two father and son happened to be overheard by Tang Junyao who came downstairs. She narrowed her eyes at her son and saw that he had learned to take the blame at such a young age. It was obviously Little Strawberry who did it.

Seeing her mother coming down, Xiao Youzi dodges her eyes and looks away, feeling guilty

Tang Junyao didn't expose it, and planned to wait until Ji Hancheng was away to ask why he lied. Lying was a bad habit for children after all.

"came back?"

"Well, Lele said that my hand slipped and crashed the plane. I'll try to see if I can repair it. I'm afraid that if I can't repair it, grandpa won't let me come to the table to eat." Ji Hancheng said helplessly in a tea-cha tone.

Tang Junyao: "You try it. If you really can't cultivate it, forget it, Lele, right? We've tried it, just try our best and pass it."

Little Yuzi didn't dare to look at her mother because she was lying, so she just nodded. Then thinking of the old man's teaching just now, she still lowered her head and answered, "Yes, mom."

The old man thought that his grandson was very smart and could learn it as soon as he was taught. He looked at his grandson who was repairing the airplane with disgust.

It is estimated that the plane cannot be repaired, and at this moment, Ji Hancheng is also rebellious in his heart, and it must be repaired.

After dinner, Yuan Zi played for a while and was taken upstairs by Yuan Shu. Mrs. Zhang went to bed early. This made Tang Junyao vaguely feel that something was wrong and she was slightly worried.

downstairs living room

Only Ji Hancheng was left, a lonely figure, but full of fatherly love. He lowered his head and was seriously repairing the plane. The table was full of small tools, screwdrivers, glue, etc.

My neck hurts after repairing it, but I still can't fly. The parts inside are no longer shaking, but it just won't fly. It looks like a good airplane, but no matter how good the airplane is, it's not a good airplane if it doesn't take off.

He pinched the painful forehead. Tang Junyao coaxed the sleeping child to come down to check. She saw him pinching the forehead and advised: "If it can't be repaired, forget it. Didn't I tell Lele already?"

"You will be disappointed. You go to bed first and I will try other methods."

"What can I do? Buy a new one?" She didn't leave, but sat down on the sofa.

Half an hour later, Tang Junyao finally knew what the new solution was. She had indeed bought a new one, but instead of giving a new one directly to Xiao Youzi, she dismantled the plane Xu Mingkai bought that night, and then took out the ones that were not broken inside. The parts were placed inside an old airplane whose exterior was cracked and glued back together.

People without clairvoyance would not be able to see the aircraft with its parts replaced. As for the shell, Ji Hancheng was afraid that his grandfather would find out and let Xu Mingkai take it away.

The bitter Xu Mingkai was also speechless. He had already got into bed and almost started chatting with Zhou Gong. However, he was forced to take him off the bed with a call from his boss. The cold weather asked him to think of ways to buy a new airplane. The key point I just bought it for the parts inside.

Xu Mingkai: Why should I use a hollow plane that can’t fly? Is it just a decoration?

The plane took off normally and circled around the living room. Tang Junyao gave Ji Hancheng a thumbs up, "You are so awesome."

It’s just a pain for Assistant Xu.