Zhao Bing had an expression that said 'he is the smartest, he is the most powerful', but before he could take credit for it to his grandmother, he was slapped hard by her again.

"Grandma, why did you hit me again? I'm so stupid, it must be you who hit me.

My head is buzzing. Grandpa Zhang, please take a look at me. Am I going completely crazy?

Zhao Bing ran to Mr. Zhang's arms for comfort, looking as if he would have someone to back him up in the future.

Old Mrs. Zhao: “…” Damn it, who wants a grandson for free? Just give it to him.

"Brother, this is not the way to steal people." Zhao Wu said seriously.

"Then how do I use it?" Zhao Bing asked humbly.

Old Mrs. Zhao:!!!

It's never-ending, right?

"Shut up!" She shouted coldly, scaring the two brothers who still had a lot to say into shutting up.

The world finally quieted down.

Old Lady Zhao looked at Mu Kun and said word by word: “What should you do?

As for the fact that you like me, that is complete nonsense.

If you like someone, it’s not just something you say, it doesn’t mean it’s true.

Mu Kun, even if you like me a little bit, the person you love most is definitely yourself.

I think you should know this better than me."

Then her eyes fell on her senior brother Zhang Hongning, and the old man looked nervous and cautious.

Suddenly, Mrs. Zhao's eyes softened. "If you want to live here, then come over."

Anyway, they have extra rooms.

It's more than enough to accommodate one more person.

"Great, Grandpa Zhang, you're finally going to be my real grandfather!"

"Grandpa Zhang, I have high hopes for you. Please make me some delicious pills in the future."