"Get your grandfather down."
Is Grandpa not home?
Lu Yibei stood on the stairs and said that he had just shouted something very loud and clear.
“How could I not be home?” Fang Lanyun said.
As soon as she finished speaking, a lean old man appeared at the top of the stairs and slowly walked down.
He was only wearing a vest on his upper body.
Although he was thin and much shorter than his grandson, he was in good spirits, though his brows were furrowed, making him look particularly serious.
Unlike the kind grandmother, the grandfather looked very dignified.
Ji Qingqian was somewhat intimidated, but she still mustered her courage and called out:
"Sweet and cute."
The old man narrowed his long, thin eyes, nodded slightly, and hummed in agreement.
"You're here, let's go up."
Without saying a word, he stepped aside, walked past them, and went straight downstairs.
Ji Qingqian glanced at her grandfather's straight and thin figure, and then heard Lu Yibei's soft urging from above. She quickly turned her gaze back and followed after him.
After watching the two young people go upstairs, Grandpa casually asked Grandma:
"Your grandson's girlfriend?"
“Yes, your grandson’s girlfriend,” the grandmother said.
Grandpa narrowed his eyes: "How's your temper?"
Grandma didn't answer, but instead asked:
"I could hear your grandson yelling from next door, how come you couldn't hear him from the second floor?"
"I saw them from the second-floor balcony before they even got home," Grandpa said.
"Mmm," Grandma said.
Grandpa continued calmly:
"But this girl is too beautiful, and she's expressionless. I guess she has a strange temper and I can't handle her."
Grandma laughed and scolded, "Grandpa, you're the only one in the entire world (fourth or fifth realm) who can be scared by his grandson's girlfriend!"
Grandpa sneered, "Who said I'm afraid? I just can't handle it, not that I'm afraid. And what is this?"
"It's a lucky charm that the girl gave us," Grandma said.
Grandpa's fingers moved from left to right, then from right to left, hesitating before asking, "Which one do you want?"
“They’re all the same,” Grandma said.
"Which one do you want?" Grandpa asked again.
"If you're going to die, why even choose? This one." Grandma said, pointing to the one on the left.
Grandpa grabbed the amulet on the left: "No, this is the one I want."
grandmother:…
He's so old and still getting lucky.
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