In the living room, Mr. Si was chatting with Ma Ruyun, while the three Si sisters were playing nearby.
When Ma Ruyun saw the two of them, his eyes darkened slightly, but he smiled gently.
Old Master Si snorted, "The little girl's legs are broken, and she has to carry such a short distance?"
Siming explained helplessly: "She just recovered, and her legs are weak."
The old man glanced at him and asked, "Do you think I believe it?"
The energy with which I caught the fish just now was greater than anyone else's.
Sima Ming turned his eyes away and said, "Believe it or not, that's the case. Why bother asking, old man?"
"Auntie, come here and play with us."
Si Youyou waved with the doll in her hand.
The cotton jacket slipped off Siming's body and he ran over.
Full of energy.
Siming gritted his teeth, the little girl was deliberately ruining his plan.
He turned around and sat next to the old man.
I would say a few words to the old man from time to time. The two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time.
But since there are outsiders around, I can only say some meaningless words.
Ma Ruyun always liked to find things to say to Si Ming, but Si Ming would just respond perfunctorily with "um", "ah", and "oh".
Mr. Si sat in the middle, acting as a clueless light bulb.
With his bald head, he really looks like an old monk in meditation.
When dinner started, Mian'ao rushed over with Si Youyou, howling like a hungry dog released from a cage, very crazy.
Si Hanhan and Si Ruirui also followed behind with smiles on their faces.
Siming supported the old man, and Ma Ruyun also wanted to support the other side, so that they would look like a family.
Mr. Si avoided his hand without any expression and pointed forward: "Miss Ruyun, go quickly, don't let those girls finish eating."
Ma Ruyun withdrew her hand and smiled: "My nieces are all polite."
The ignorant cotton-padded jacket has already started to eat.
Mr. Si's face looked a little unhappy. What's the matter? Are you saying that his little girl is impolite?
You are polite enough to go to someone's house and gossip about them, and be sarcastic about it.
Ma Ruyun thought that the old man was dissatisfied with Mian'ao's lack of etiquette, and curled her lips slightly.
A group of people sat at the table. The sweet and sour carp made from three fat carps was bright red on the table, which was particularly appetizing.
The cotton-padded jacket directly pulled two large ones in front of him, full of possessiveness: "Mine."
Ma Ruyun sneered inwardly. She was too disdainful to even attack such a vulgar village girl.
Mr. Si was so angry that he glared at the cotton-padded jacket: "You are a starving ghost, you are so anxious and hurried, who could have left you without a bite of food?"
"Si Ming, look at that little girl. She eats like a pig, without any count. This fish has a lot of bones. I don't want to see her crying in pain."
The cotton jacket was not convinced and patted his chest: "I'm awesome."
"You're so awesome."
Si Youyou said: "Grandpa, please don't be mean to my aunt. Youyou can help my aunt find faults and won't get stuck."
The old man smiled and gave each of his three great-granddaughters a piece of fish with his chopsticks: "My dear grandchildren, don't worry about that naughty monkey. Let your uncle take care of it."
Siming was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He pulled the fish over, picked out the bones, and handed it to the cotton-padded jacket.
There's no need to find fault with it. Cotton-padded jacket's cheeks are puffed up from eating so much, and its head is shaking, which looks very beautiful.
Ma Ruyun, however, felt that it was boring and her eyes were so sharp that she wanted to poke a hole in her cotton jacket.
After dinner, the three sisters of the Si family were sent home by the driver.
They have classes tomorrow and they have to go home and do homework.
Mian'ao didn't want to go to class, so the old man asked her to go. She pouted and cried out that she felt uncomfortable, so the old man compromised. Uncle Feng despised the old man for being hard-mouthed but soft-hearted more than once.
So, even after he recovered from his injury and returned home, Mian'ao did nothing but eat all day.
Si Ming and Old Master Si went to the study.
The cotton-padded jacket becomes the host's gift for entertaining guests.
But how could a cotton-padded jacket be suitable for entertaining guests?
The fruit snacks prepared by Uncle Feng were exactly what she wanted.
The little mouth just ate with a smacking sound, and the eyes were fixed on Ma Ruyun.
Ma Ruyun was a little annoyed by being stared at. Not far away, Uncle Feng was sitting and drinking tea, glancing over here from time to time. She couldn't turn her head away.
With a smile on his face, he took the initiative to talk to the cotton-pian'ao.
"I heard that you grew up in the countryside and never received any education?"
"Yes," Mian'ao straightened her small body. She had indeed read books.
Ma Ruyun paused and said, "Okay, I have read it and I am still reading it."
"Really? I wonder how my grades are? I graduated from Jinghai University and then went abroad for further studies for a few years. I have a doctorate."
"If you have any questions, you can ask me."
The cotton-padded jacket tilted its head and said, "I got a zero on the test. Can you let me get a perfect score?"
Ma Ruyun's mouth twitched. How dare you say that you got zero in the exam?
If you still want to get a perfect score, just dream on.
Ma Ruyun took a deep breath and told herself not to get angry.
"How long have you known Brother Siming?"
"I have known Brother Siming for more than 20 years. I heard that when I was just born, Brother Siming held me in his arms."
"I really like Brother Siming and I must marry him."
"And you?"
"Oh, you're still young, it's not easy to talk about this. It's not too late to talk about it when you grow up."
"At that time, you must find someone who matches you."
"In our country, from ancient times to the present, we have always emphasized a marriage of equal status, otherwise it will lead to misfortune."
Cotton-padded jacket opened his eyes wide, totally confused.
Ma Ruyun smiled lightly, what a fool.
In the study, the conversation between the grandfather and grandson did not have the smell of tea.
Mr. Si said in a deep voice: "You should take care of the girl's health yourself and go to the dean to find out."
"I don't care what method you use, you must ensure that the little girl is safe."
Siming raised his eyebrows. His grandfather quite liked that girl.
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