My Third Gentleman

Chapter 891 Eve of Travel (9)

"Country E, but not far from Country R. If you have time, then go to Country R to see Grandpa. However, Mu Jinchen said that Country R does not issue tourist visas. I don’t know if I can contact Grandpa. Yes, Dad, better. I haven't contacted Grandpa, are you not worried?"

Wushuang called Jing Beitang a few days ago, but it didn't get through. She asked Jing Hongyuan and said that she didn't need to worry. She just contacted him, but today she called again and still couldn't get through.

That's why she asked.

"Don't worry, besides, didn't Uncle Fu follow? He is now a guest at someone else's house. Recently, he accompanied the host's family to a temple to meditate, so that he can be clean for a few days."

Jing Hongyuan put a chopstick dish into Xia Muxue's bowl before answering.

Wushuang bit his chopsticks, still a little unclear, "But, isn't our ancestral home in R country? Do we have no business in R country? Why does grandpa go to someone else's home to be a guest?"

Jing Hongyuan's action of picking up vegetables stopped for a while, smiled gently, and put his hand-made braised prawns into her bowl, "Where do you have so many problems? Dad was born in China since he was a child. Growing up, I have never returned to country R. Even if our family has a house, we will definitely not be able to live in. Naturally, we will go to someone else’s house as a guest. Grandpa taught you from an early age that you can’t eat and sleep, and eat well. Look at Chen Er and Weiwei, it’s been a long time since I’ve been cooking, let’s try if Dad’s craftsmanship has fallen back."

Wushuang was a little embarrassed. Xia Jingshan had indeed taught her this way since she was a child. After thinking about it, she couldn't help but whisper, "Obviously you asked me the question first."

Jing Hongyuan's smile is even more elegant, "Okay, it's father's fault, let's eat."

Mu Jinchen couldn't help but bend his lips, and put a chopsticks dish into Wushuang's bowl, "eat it."

"Well, my family eats, there are not so many rules. Talking and laughing will have the atmosphere. It will take a while for you and Chen'er to come back for dinner. Don't be so formal."

Xia Jingshan couldn't help but said with a smile, eyes faintly lonely, after some time Xia Muxue and Jing Hongyuan moved back to Jingyuan, if the big Xiayuan is only him and Xia Ziwei, Xia Ziwei will sooner or later He also wants to get married. If Xia Jinrong is still good, at least there will be a son with him...

"Well, that's right, Ran Ran often said that he doesn't have that many rules for eating, and it's good to eat with a smile."

Wushuang said and put a braised prawn in Xia Jingshan's bowl, "Grandpa, the prawns made by dad are delicious, you can try it soon."

Then calmly put one into Mu Jinchen's bowl.

Xia Ziwei just ate quietly. Since she didn't speak, she didn't have any emotions. She quietly grabbed the rice in her bowl, and occasionally picked up a few dishes in front of the chopsticks.

She looked at the grown-up child, and Xia Muxue looked a little bit heartbroken. She saw the transformation of Xia Ziwei during this period, what can be right? Knowing the wrong thing can improve it.

She picked up a braised prawn and put it in Xia Ziwei's bowl, "Weiwei also try your uncle's dishes."

Xia Ziwei looked at Xia Muxue gratefully and smiled faintly at her, "Thank you auntie."

Before the change, she might be jealous, because now Jing Wushuang has reaped her love and has her own home, and her parents are also singing and singing. She is simply a big winner in life.

Today, there is only a touch of envy and regret.

(End of this chapter)