Qiao Yu's start in this world was too miserable.

Fortunately, she had a strong temper, was extremely aggressive, and did not play by the rules, so she managed to carve out a way for Dawei and Xiaoyong to survive.

In his previous life, he was a businessman with a pedantic personality. It's not that he can't stand favoritism, but he can't accept that this favoritism is not for him.

Therefore, Zhang Fu's behavior of making demands before he even met Fu Yujing angered Qiao Yu.

She immediately passed the couple and put them on the blacklist.

The old man gave her preference.

Even when faced with his own son and daughter-in-law, he chose her.

So giving money is secondary, and this preference creates the bridge of family affection. Later, with the bridge of the grandfather, she can maintain and deepen the relationship with her eldest and second brothers.

Feelings come from being together.

Who can turn a blind eye to this unique preference?

She has been influenced by her grandfather for a long time.

So she was willing to work hard in exchange for a chance to see her grandfather once a year, to make him happy and to tell him about the colorful world outside.

It was not until the old man really returned to Beijing that she really had the opportunity to be with him.

The old man is very busy, busy contacting old subordinates, busy networking resources, busy consolidating his position.

By the time he retired, he was already old.

People like the old man just started in their forties or fifties, and only decided to reach a higher level or the end of their position at sixty.

The year she met the old man, he had just taken a high position. Over the years, he has unknowingly turned eighty years old.

After the cockroach medicine incident, the old man began to like quietness and gradually became sleepy.

If she wasn't watching him, he would fall asleep standing or sitting.

During the day, she likes to ask her grandfather to find things to do.

Either read the newspaper to him or play chess with him.

He now needs reading glasses to read the newspaper, but he is not strong enough, so Qiao Yu reads to him.

But as he was reciting, the old man leaned back in his chair, tilted his head and nodded his shoulders, wanting to sleep.

Every time Qiao Yu read two lines of long words or four lines of short words, he had to look up at his grandfather.

Grab the old man's braid.

As time went by, he started to play around again and learned how to pretend to be asleep. As soon as she put down the newspaper, he opened his eyes and said happily, "I'm not asleep! I was just kidding you."

Qiao Yu was helpless and powerless, "Grandpa."

"I'm your grandpa... I'm your grandpa?"

"Well, you are my grandfather."

"My eldest grandson."

"It's my granddaughter."

"Son of a bitch!"

Qiao Yu: "... Never mind. It's up to you."

The old man looked confused, "Are you angry?"

Seeing the old man's shuddering expression, her heart ached at the familiar look, and her tone gradually softened, "No."

"You have."

"...should I continue reading the newspaper?"

“I want to listen to other people’s articles.”

Oh, this is angry.

Qiao Yu nodded and said, "Okay, read other people's articles."

So, she didn't like reading articles to her grandfather, as she thought he always played tricks on her.

You can play chess with him...

The old man thought she was a bad chess player.

Originally, every move she made was carefully considered, but as a beginner she didn't know the tactics involved, and when she saw that her opponent was about to win, she couldn't help but regret her move.

"No, no, we shouldn't take this step."

As soon as Qiao Yu stretched out his hand, he was hit on the back of his hand by the old man.

"You can't take back your move!"

Qiao Yu felt no pain at all and continued to regret her moves until she moved to the back of the chess pieces. The more moves she regretted, the more her husband scolded her for being a bad chess piece.

Qiao Yu said cheerfully, "I'll play chess with you, so just enjoy yourself."

It was dark, and after cleaning up the chessboard, the old man still couldn't help but hit her on the back of the hand and continued to scold her for being a stinky chess piece.

Fortunately, his force was not strong enough, otherwise there would be blood.

It was during the meal that she was saved because of Lao Zhou's protection.

Qiao Yu hid behind Lao Zhou and made faces at the old man, "I can't afford to lose."

The old man was immediately furious and cried to Lao Zhou, asking Lao Zhou to decide the case: "She wants to ruin the game a hundred times, and make all the wrong moves until I lose. Do you think I can afford to lose?"

Qiao Yu: "So what? You can't regret a move in life, but can't you regret it on the chessboard? Even if I won, you are used to me winning, right?"

Seeing the grandfather and grandson quarreling, at the end, all eyes fell on Lao Zhou.

Lao Zhou: "...How about we stop playing chess?"

The grandfather and grandson said in unison: "No!"

Old Zhou sighed in his heart, and admonished with his face: "Grandpa, don't indulge her. Xiaoyu, don't regret a move. Everyone will be happy, right?"

Qiao Yu said sarcastically: "I didn't realize, Lao Zhou, you also have the tendency to be a warm man."

Grandpa: "What is a warm man?"

"It's about pleasing both sides."

The old man stood on the same side as Qiao Yu this time and said, "That won't work, Lao Zhou, you can't be a warm man."

Lao Zhou: ...

How does it feel to be called Lao Zhou by your lover's grandfather?

Every time, he would feel a tremor in his heart.

I am older than my lover, and I am called "Old" Zhou by the elders. Living under the same roof, I am reminded every day...

He has a difficult time.

…

Qiao Yu followed the old man back to the room and watched him lie down. Just as he was about to leave, he heard the old man say, "Yu."

"Um?"

"How long will it take for Grandson to come back?"

"It's still a long way to go before the New Year."

"Where is the second grandson?"

"Second brother? He doesn't know."

"One by one, no one is around."

Seeing this, Qiao Yu pulled a chair and sat beside the bed, "Okay, I'll tell you a story. I'll leave after you fall asleep after listening to it."

"Okay, I want to hear the story of Snow White."

After the reform and opening up, foreign books were gradually allowed to be read. After reading the four great classics in China, Qiao Yu told his grandfather some foreign fairy tales.

I don't even have enough time to spend with my grandpa every day, so how can I have the energy to read other books? This kind of story that has been widely circulated in later generations is the best.

Halfway through the story, the old man began to doze off.

But as soon as she stopped, the old man became energetic again.

Qiao Yu: ...old man.

She had no choice but to continue speaking.

Only after the story was finished did the old man begin to snore softly.

The next day was a new beginning.

The old man lived through the war years. After the reform and opening up, Qiao Yu began to pursue a petty-bourgeois lifestyle. He was not a romantic person, but when the coffee table and dining table were not in use, he would cover them with tablecloths, put vases on them, and change the flowers every few days.

There are photos hung on the wall. Some are old photos that were taken away by Zhang Zhan before the house was searched and are now hung on the wall again, and some are new photos taken later.

In the past, the pictures were hung in a messy way, but Qiao Yu has a certain level of appreciation, and Dawei is an art student, so after some tinkering, the photo frames were hung very neatly and look comfortable no matter how you look at them.

What doesn't fit in with all this are the chickens, ducks, geese, and fresh vegetables raised by the old man.

Qiao Yu cannot look after the old man all day, and occasionally he will busy himself with his own work. At this time, it is Sister Wang who looks after the old man.

When the old man started to have an attack, Sister Wang couldn't stop him.

The most common thing the old man did when he was ill was to open the animal enclosure, as if he knew an animal language, and said, "Go! Fly, you are free!"

This group of chickens, ducks and geese began to make a fuss about the petty bourgeoisie environment.