She got out of the car and walked around to Shen Jiazhou and Can Can's side. Ms. Zhou Sheng had already walked up to them, looked them over, and said to Shen Jiazhou, "Zhou Zhou, you've lost weight."
Shen Jiazhou glanced at Wen Shuqiao first, then coughed lightly: "Grandma, I've gained weight."
She then introduced, "This is Shu Qiao, Can Can's aunt."
He looked down at Can Can, who was a little shy and bashful at the moment, secretly glancing at her grandmother.
Zhou Sheng bent down slightly and patted his head: "You look like Chenchen, and also like Xia."
Has Zhou Sheng met Wen Zhixia?
Just as she was wondering, Shen Jiazhou whispered, "I sent you some photos before."
Wen Shuqiao nodded and said, "Hello, I am Wen Shuqiao."
Zhou Sheng looked at her and said with a smile, "Qiao Qiao, you are even prettier than in the photos."
Wen Shuqiao then looked at Shen Jiazhou, who said somewhat awkwardly, "Well... I accidentally sent over a photo of us together before, and Grandma has seen it."
Wen Shuqiao stopped dwelling on the matter and patted Cancan on the shoulder. Cancan opened her mouth and said, "Hello, Grandma, I am Cancan. I am four years old. I wish you good health and all the best."
Zhou Sheng's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter: "Alright, alright, Grandma also wishes our little Can Can good health and a happy childhood. Okay, everyone, don't stand here anymore, come inside, come inside. The news you gave us was too sudden. Your aunt, uncle, and cousin have all gone out to play and won't be back for another two days."
Shen Jiazhou stepped forward to support her, then glanced at Can Can and Wen Shuqiao, and only after confirming that the two had followed did he say, "We came here to have fun, and we'll be going back on the sixth day of the new year. There's no need to call them back. I'll bring them here to stay longer next time when I have more time."
Zhou Sheng said, "You're good at making decisions. This flight will last for so many hours. Can you handle it? Can Qiaoqiao and Xiaobao handle it?"
Shen Jiazhou smiled even when he was reprimanded.
Watching from behind, Wen Shuqiao thought to herself that Shen Jiazhou's relationship with his maternal grandmother's side should be quite good.
Upon entering the house, I found it to be surprisingly cozy.
Shen Jiazhou helped Zhou Sheng sit down. Zhou Sheng waved to Can Can and took out a red envelope he had prepared from a small bag next to him: "Come on, Xiao Bao, this is a gift from Grandma."
Can Can glanced at Wen Shu Qiao first, and Wen Shu Qiao nodded slightly before Can Can reached out and took it, saying, "Thank you, Grandma."
Zhou Sheng affectionately pinched his cheek: "You're welcome, Xiao Bao."
After saying that, Zhou Sheng smiled and took out a red envelope: "Here, Qiaoqiao, this is for you, a gift from your grandma."
Wen Shuqiao was stunned. It was normal for Can Can to give a red envelope as a greeting gift, but she also received one? This was a bit inappropriate.
Just as she was about to refuse, Shen Jiazhou took the red envelope first, turned around and stuffed it into her hand, whispering, "Grandma gave it to you, so just take it. Otherwise, she might be unhappy later. Just take it happily."
Wen Shuqiao thought for a moment and said, "Thank you, Grandma. I'll accept it, even if it's a bit shameless."
Zhou Sheng waved his hand: "Take it, take it. It's from your grandmother, so just accept it without hesitation. We're not strangers."
Shen Jiazhou said to Cancan, "Cancan, you stay here and talk to Grandma. My aunt and I have some things to do."
Can Can nodded. He actually liked his maternal grandmother quite a bit, much better than his great-grandfather whom he had met before.
Shen Jiazhou gestured with his chin towards Wen Shuqiao. Although Wen Shuqiao was puzzled, she nodded and went upstairs with him.
Originally, this was supposed to be a bedroom, but once you went up there you found some meeting rooms, studies and the like.
Shen Jiazhou led her deeper into the corridor.
Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but ask, "What are we going to do?"
Shen Jiazhou said, "Go see my mother."
Wen Shuqiao looked down at her clothes, and Shen Jiazhou had already pushed open the innermost door.
The sense of smell was the first to detect the unusual smell in the room; there was a scent of burning incense.
She looked up and the first thing she saw was a black and white photograph, framed beautifully on the table. Offerings and incense were neatly arranged, and the woman in the photograph was as gentle as ever.
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