Received a Wife From the Civil Affairs Bureau

Lin Cuo only needed one glance to see that the two of them were quarreling. He looked at Yu Chengjia beside him with a vigilant expression, and suddenly lost the intention to explain it. He glanced at her and continued to drive up the mountain.

Jiang Ziquan had no choice but to take his things, trot a few steps, and followed Teacher Shen, constantly hypnotizing himself.

"It's here." Yu Chengjia shouted, and several people looked in the direction of her finger.

I saw an old-fashioned wooden house not far away, with some flowers and plants planted outside, and a tiny waterfall not far away, a bit like a secluded place in a TV series.

"It's so beautiful." Yu Chengjia praised.

Jiang Ziquan and Lin Cuo looked at each other, and it was written in their eyes, is such a house solid?Is it illegal to build a house here?

"Let's go." Jiang Ziquan took Teacher Shen's hand, and Shen Yumo let her go when he couldn't break free.

Jiang Ziquan took a closer look at the structure of the house, and became more and more worried that the house was a dilapidated house, and that the grandfather must be quite old, and he still practiced on the mountain like the old bastards on TV. late.

She knocked lightly on the door, and the wooden door was creaked by her knocking.

After a while, a handsome man appeared. The man had delicate features, a pair of peach blossom eyes, and seemed affectionate and undisciplined. However, his body seemed a little weak, his face was a little pale, and his body was extremely thin. He was wearing a delicate black suit His body looks a little loose, his hair is combed meticulously, and he wears the old-fashioned glasses of the Republic of China, like a nobleman in the Republic of China.

In the past, Jiang Ziquan might have to say a few words to this handsome guy, but now that he has Mr. Shen, he doesn't feel anything. He tries to make himself look reliable, with Lin Cuo's usual corporate smile: "Sir, we Find Shen Yumo's grandfather."

"Grandpa..." Shen Yumo hurried over to pull Jiang Ziquan, and said to the handsome man.

Both Jiang Ziquan and Lin Cuo's eyes widened, looking shocked. Is this Teacher Shen's grandfather?so young?

Su Qingwen nodded with a smile, looked at several people one by one, and finally his eyes fell on Jiang Ziquan's pretty face, and then he stared straight at Jiang Ziquan with a strange look on his face.

Jiang Ziquan was stared at by him a little hairy, but he pretended to be indifferent on his face, thinking that Mr. Shen and this gentleman had no blood relationship, but unexpectedly they looked a bit alike.

"Grandpa" Shen Yumo took Jiang Ziquan's right arm and reminded him again.

Only then did Su Qingwen wake up, pushed his old-fashioned eyes, and said, "Come in."

His voice was very old and obviously tired, but it was more in line with his identity as a grandfather than his appearance.

"I'll go." Jiang Ziquan cursed again as if he couldn't help it, and looked at Su Qingwen who was walking slowly ahead: "Why didn't you tell me that grandpa is so young? So that I can be mentally prepared."

Shen Yumo was only eight years old when Su Qingwen left. She only remembered that his grandfather was very handsome. She thought that after 20 years, his appearance would change a little, so she didn't tell Jiang Ziquan.

The room was cleaned very clean. There was a table and a few chairs inside. There was a painting hanging in the center of the room. The painting seemed to have been torn in half. The people in the painting seemed to be doing some kind of sacrificial activity. , there are pigs, cattle and sheep and other tributes, and there is also a huge incense burner. The white clouds painted on the incense burner are lifelike, but it is strange that the background color of the white clouds is red. What is even more strange is that those kneeling on the ground are all covered with Wearing red silk, there seemed to be tears in the eyes.

Jiang Ziquan looked at the painting dumbly, and suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart. She seemed to have seen this painting before?

"Please sit down." Su Qingwen came over to cover her eyes, walked a few more steps and sat to the west, allowing Shen Yumo and Jiang Ziquan to sit on the main seats, with a somewhat respectful expression on his face.

Jiang Ziquan and Shen Yumo looked at each other, it seemed a little inappropriate for them to sit here as a junior, it could be seen that Su Qingwen had no displeasure on his face, so he sat down.

"grandfather"

Su Qingwen hurriedly interrupted Jiang Ziquan, with a bit of embarrassment on his face again, and explained: "Miss Jiang, you can call me by my name, just Su Qingwen."

"Ah?" Jiang Ziquan couldn't figure out what the old man was thinking, and hurriedly waved her hands. She didn't have the guts to call Shen Yumo's grandfather by his name directly.

Suddenly an ancient bell rang outside, once, twice, three times, a total of eleven.

"Do you girls want some wine?" Su Qingwen stood up with a faint smile on his face.

Seeing that the elders stood up, the four of them naturally all stood up.

"Grandpa, let me go." Shen Yumo hurriedly walked to Su Qingwen's side, and when he was about to help him up, he quickly avoided him, and even looked at Jiang Ziquan resignedly.

"You stay with Miss Jiang."

Shen Yumo who was left behind was also stunned. In her memory, her grandfather was indeed nagging, but he also paid special attention to rules. He used to be very strict with his parents when he was at home.

"Mr. Shen, what's going on?" Lin Cuo asked cautiously. This old man Su Qingwen seemed to respect Bai Shui very much?