Repaying With Marriage

Chapter 433 Donate Father, Really Later...

The car parked in Jing's old house.

Everything in the old house was the same as before, as if nothing had changed much.

When Shi Su got out of the car, he saw Mrs. Jing walking out of the car together holding Mianmian's hand. Mianmian looked around curiously, leaned against Mrs. Jing's lap and asked softly, Grandma, what place is this?

This is a good place. No one dares to bully you. Everyone will regard you as their favorite little baby. Mrs. Jing smiled and squeezed her soft little hands: I will see that stinky old man in a while. Remember, Mianmian, just like Grandma, ignore him and show him some face!

What is complexion? Mianmian asked while tilting her head to look carefully at the old lady Jing's expression, and found that Grandma Tai's expression looked really cold and fierce at the moment, and said in surprise: This is face?

Yes, learn from me and show him a face!

Oooh. Mianmian hurriedly followed suit, her little face changed for a long time, and finally she looked embarrassed: Grandma, I don't know how to...

If you don't know it, don't learn it. Grandma is here to support you anyway! Grandma is here! Mrs. Jing patted her soft little hands, and at the same time looked back at Shisu who had been holding back her smile for a long time: And Shi Su, with me here, if that old thing dares to make things difficult for you, I'll help you clean him up!

Thank you grandma... Shi Su smiled.

In fact, old man Jing never hurt himself. The old man Jing supported him back then, and what he said for himself, it can be seen that the old man himself is a very humorous and sober person. At the beginning, he was only calmly persuading, and did not slander himself.

Although stubborn is really stubborn.

Seeing the old lady Jing's expression as if she really came back to find fault, Shi Su felt that today's scene was probably more difficult to control than he expected.

Just as Jing Jihan got out of the car, he suddenly received a WeChat message from Shi Su.

Su was clearly next to her, not even a meter away.

Shi Su: [Father of the funder, will we really not fight later? ]

Jing Jihan glanced at the line of words sent by Shi Su, and when he saw the words Jin Zhu's father, he couldn't help laughing.

He stretched out his arm and led her directly into the stone road leading to the main hall in the old house. The old lady Jing had already walked a little far away with Mianmian before he said, I can't fight, even if I do, it's time to fight. The battlefield does not affect you and me, it is limited to the dispute between the old couple.

Shi Su was surprised: Did grandparents quarrel often before?

Um.

Why is it so noisy?

Jing Jihan chuckled suddenly, as if recalling something: When you quarrel, you can fly like a dog, and when you are in a cold war, you can go without saying a word for a few days.

...

Shi Su was really curious how the two old men got into such a quarrel.

Walking to the main hall of Jing's old house, Uncle Li just went to get a blanket. Mr. Jing sat on the rocking chair in the front with his eyes closed, and his favorite radio was playing behind him, but there was no more music playing Listen, I don't know if I fell asleep or what, but I didn't open my eyes anyway.

Mian Mian followed Mrs. Jing into the room, and saw the old man sitting on the rocking chair from a distance. She couldn't see his face clearly from her angle, but looked there curiously.

Uncle Li was still holding the blanket in his hand. When he saw them coming back, especially when he saw Mrs. Jing, his usually calm and cautious expression suddenly burst into shock. Madam, then she suddenly looked at Mr. Jing with indifferent eyes and Shi Su, whom she had not seen for a long time, and finally her eyes fell on the little girl who was being held by Mrs. Jing behind her.

Old lady... Uncle Li hurriedly bowed to Mrs. Jing first, looked eagerly at Mrs. Jing who hadn't seen him for nearly twenty years, and then looked at Mianmian next to her: This should It can't be...

There was no need for anyone to answer, Uncle Li's eyes were already fixed on Mianmian's little face seriously, thinking of the photo he saw in the old man's photo album a few days ago.

This child really looks like Mr. Jing when he was a child.

really like.

The Jing family knew all the news and gossip that came from outside these two days, but even if Mr. Jing was in such a hurry to lose his temper, get angry, and have inflammation of his tonsils, Mr. Jing never gave him any help. The reply only said that he would bring the child back for him to meet in the next two days, and didn't say anything else, but it really made the old man very anxious.

Old man Jing didn't sleep well last night, and now his throat was sore, so he managed to take a nap on the recliner. The moment they walked into the main hall door, the old man's snoring also started.

As soon as she heard the snoring, Mrs. Jing's expression became even more displeased, and she looked at the old man with a tigerish face.

Uncle Li was surprised, and whispered: Oh, fell asleep now? Just now I said that I had a sore throat, headache, and uncomfortable sleep, and now I really fell asleep.

Shi Su could hear the old man's snoring sound as if his nose was a little stuffy, so he asked Uncle Li in a low voice, What's wrong with Grandpa Jing?

I got angry in a hurry, and I didn't close the window when I slept last night, so I caught a cold if I didn't pay attention.

...

Sure enough, it was still the old man. It seemed that the old god was very serious, but if he was unreliable, he was really still unreliable.

Uncle Li hurried forward to cover the old man with a blanket.

Mr. Jing was asleep at first, but suddenly he felt the gaze of several pairs of eyes, and then he was covered with a blanket, and the snoring stopped suddenly, and he frowned impatiently, opened his eyes and looked at Uncle Li, and was about to go back Closing his eyes and continuing to sleep, suddenly his eyebrows twitched, and he turned his eyes abruptly to look at the door of the main hall.

When I first saw the face of the old lady in Shangjing, I thought I was still asleep. Why did the old man in the dream have whiter hair than before, but his face didn't look much older?

How many years, almost twenty years.

No wonder it's not old.

Mr. Jing closed his eyes again, wanting to continue sleeping for a while.

Old man, the old lady is back, and Mr. Jing and Miss Shi Su...and... Uncle Li turned his eyes to Mian Mian, who was being led by Mrs. Jing, and said softly, With your great-granddaughter.

! ! !

Mr. Jing suddenly opened his eyes again, turned his head abruptly and looked in front of the door again, and saw those people standing there with incomparable clarity, not at all like the illusion in a dream.

Especially when the old man with gray hair was looking at him with a cold face, Mr. Jing couldn't help but his shoulders shivered suddenly, and the moment he saw Jing Jihan and Shi Su at the same time, Dang even narrowed his eyes and looked down. , staring at the child.

Mianmian tilted her head and looked at the old grandfather on the reclining chair. She seemed to have met somewhere two years ago, but although the four-year-old Mianmian had already remembered things, in the impression of children, some hurriedly passing figures would not be left behind. The memory is too deep, but I just feel a little familiar, but I don't remember where I saw it, so I tilted my head and looked at him curiously.