"This is for you. I dug it."

Li Yiling coldly handed over a box through the car window. On his handsome face, a pair of fierce eyes hid subtle emotions.

Grandpa Li saw it all and knew that his grandson had such a bad temper. At his age, how could he still argue with a little bastard?

"Your grandma's memorial day will be in a few days. You can go back whenever you want." After taking the box, Grandpa Li said something and arrogantly asked the driver to drive.

The car drove away, and Mr. Li couldn't wait to open the box and take a look.

Wow, I have never seen ginseng of such good quality in my life. The roots are clearly visible and the whiskers are intact. It can be seen how much patience the person who dug the ginseng had.

Li Yiling said that he dug it himself, and Grandpa Li thought it was more expensive.

It seems that it was the right decision to let him go to the countryside.

Look, he even knows how to prepare gifts for others. I guess that educated youth taught him that!

Old Master Li wanted to hear what Li Yifeng said, that the educated youth was not good enough, his engagement was broken off in the village, and he fell in love with Li Yiling because he was rich and easy to cheat, so he treated him as a sucker.

Old Master Li frowned, fearing that things were not that simple.

If the educated youth really wanted to make money from such a good-quality and old ginseng, he would not have let Li Yiling give it away.

Selling for money is not better.

Besides, Grandpa Li knew his eldest grandson well and knew that he was a henpecked man.

If he really cares about someone, he will be like his deceased father, acting on his emotions and listening to his wife, and he will be a henpecked husband.

Thinking of his son, the old man felt a pang of pain in his heart. He turned around and looked at the tall Li Yiling standing there. He looked very much like his father.

What an injustice!

Old Master Li sniffed, closed the lid, and decided to keep this wonderful ginseng well.

After all, it was the first time that his eldest grandson showed filial piety to him, which was rare.

Old Master Li went back and just put the things on the table when Li Yifeng came back: "Grandpa."

"Where have you been?" Old Master Li frowned as he smelled the alcohol on Li Yifeng's body. "You're so young and you only know how to drink. You're a student now. You should learn your skills well and work hard to contribute to the country."

"Grandpa, I didn't drink carelessly. It was our squad leader who suggested that we all get together for a while and have a drink..." As he spoke, Li Yifeng saw the exquisite wooden box and asked, "What is this?"

"Don't touch it."

Li Yifeng was slapped on the hand. He looked at the old man with a little grievance as he put the box away, looking at it as if it was something precious.

Mr. Li said angrily: "Go wash your face. You reek of alcohol and it gives you a headache."

Li Yifeng went to wash his hands and face, feeling disgusted. He then asked the driver, "Where is my grandpa?"

"I saw Yi Ling." The driver answered truthfully.

Li Yifeng's smile paused, his eyes darkened a little: "Did he give these things to you as well?"

The driver nodded.

Li Yifeng smiled, acting as if nothing had happened, and returned to his room, kicking over a chair. "Asshole, I couldn't see him right in front of me, and I went looking for Li Yiling. Is he that good?"

"He's my grandson, why does grandpa only look at him?" Li Yifeng was furious. He beat the pillow to vent his anger until he heard footsteps in the yard, and then he calmed down.

Wiping away the tears that had streamed down his face, Li Yifeng secretly clenched his fists and said, "Just wait, you'll know who has the most potential in the future."

"It's just an admission to Tsinghua University, huh, what's so great about that." Li Yifeng was jealous and crazy. He kicked the bed a few times and fell asleep with resentment.

Yang Zhaozhao and the others saw Li Yiling coming back empty-handed. She smiled and asked, "Did you talk to your grandfather?"

"Yeah." Li Yiling nodded and looked at Yang Zhaozhao, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

Yang Zhaozhao asked with a smile: "Anything else?"

"My grandmother's memorial day is coming up in a few days. She has been with me since I was little. I haven't had the chance to pay my respects to her in the countryside these past few years. I want to go and pay my respects this year."

"Go!" Yang Zhaozhao felt that they should go.

Seeing that he was still looking at her, Yang Zhaozhao reacted: "Are you going to take me with you?"

"Yeah!" Li Yiling nodded, his ears red, and he looked at her shyly and expectantly: "Grandma always said that I was a lucky man and that I found a beautiful wife. I want to take you to see her. I found someone I really like, very beautiful, very smart, very capable, and very good."

Yang Zhaozhao: “….”

Emmmmm

Who says Li Yiling is a taciturn person? His mouth is not just a mouth, it is a player that speaks sweet words, and the output is super sweet.

Who can resist such touching words!

"Is it okay for me to go?" Yang Zhaozhao was not ashamed of herself. As long as Li Yiling dared to take her, Yang Zhaozhao would go.

"It's okay as long as I'm here. Besides, I'm taking you to see grandma, not other messy people. You don't have to worry about other people." Li Yiling was not afraid that Yang Zhaozhao would refuse.

Yang Zhaozhao nodded: "Okay, let's go together. I also want to pay my respects to the grandma who raised you so well."

Li Yiling almost lost himself in the praise.

Li Yiling was about to hug Yang Zhaozhao when he heard the sound of footsteps and stopped.

Xiao Cui ran out and said, "Sister Zhao Zhao, my hair is tangled and I can't comb it out. Please help me."

Yang Zhaozhao nodded and said to Li Yiling, "Let's make it clear. I'll go with you that day."

Li Yiling nodded and looked at their backs as they left, thinking that it really wasn't a good idea for everyone to live together.

Li Yiling only sighed for a second. If he and Yang Zhaozhao really lived alone, he would really be worried about Grandma Cui and Xiao Cui, the grandparents and grandchildren.

It will take several days to report. Yang Zhaozhao and the others haven't started classes yet. They will go on September 10th.

With a few days of their own time, Yang Zhaozhao and Lin Xiaofang decided to go to Tiananmen Square, a must-see place for first-time visitors to Beijing.

Yang Zhaozhao brought Xiao Cui, Cui Nai, and Li Yiling with him, with a camera hanging around his neck.

Don’t ask where the camera came from, it must be from space.

Yang Zhaozhao and the others arrived at the agreed place. The others had not arrived yet. Yang Zhaozhao took photos of Cui Nai and Xiao Cui, and asked Li Yiling to take a photo of the three of them.

They also asked passers-by to take a group photo of the four of them.

Someone saw them taking pictures with a camera and wanted to take one too, asking how much it cost. Yang Zhaozhao waved his hand and said, "Sorry, we're not afraid of having our pictures taken. If you want to take pictures, there are professionals over there."

The man left with regret. He thought he could find a beautiful woman to take a photo of him, but unfortunately she was also a tourist.

When I turned around, I saw Lin Xiaofang carrying Niuniu over, and He Wei, He Xiang and others were also there.

Seeing Yang Zhaozhao's camera, Lin Xiaofang's eyes lit up: "You have a camera?"

Yang Zhaozhao raised his head and nodded, then asked, "Do you want to take a picture?"

"shoot!"

There are few people who don’t like taking photos, and they are one of them.

Besides, it was the camera brought by Yang Zhaozhao, so they naturally liked it.

Click, click, they took several pictures in various groups. Everyone rarely took pictures and was very reserved in front of the camera. Yang Zhaozhao reminded them: "When I say one, two, three, you say eggplant."

They nodded.

Li Yiling smiled with a forced smile.

Yang Zhaozhao looked at the cold man and almost laughed: “One, two, three…”

Everyone said in unison: "Eggplant."

Later, they found a passerby and took a photo of Yang Zhaozhao and them. Yang Zhaozhao stood next to Li Yiling, hugged his arm, and smiled with his head tilted.

Li Yiling looked down at her, his eyes full of Yang Zhaozhao.

Later, this photo became a testimony to the youth of bigwigs from all walks of life. The people in the photo were all heavyweights in their respective fields.