Chapter 162: That top student, come over and talk about the topic 21

"What is this?" Grandma laughed but was a little embarrassed. "Why are you buying me something for no reason? You're wasting money."

Mingnan came over, hugged her and kissed her, "Because I want to buy it for you, come and try it!"

She took out the short-sleeved shirt and the skirt, "Here, the short-sleeved shirt can be worn at any time, and the skirt can be worn when dancing in the square."

Grandma's eyes lit up as soon as she saw it, but she still said stubbornly: "This dress is not cheap, right? How old am I? Why am I still wearing this?"

"Oh, what's wrong with being old? Don't you have the right to pursue beauty when you are old?" Mingnan held the skirt and gestured at grandma, "Look, it's so beautiful."

Grandma took a photo of herself in front of the black TV screen. It was indeed a good fit. She was tall and thin, so most clothes could fit her, but she was too lazy to dress up. Today, she took a few more glances at it, and the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising, and she almost couldn't close it.

After all, it was her granddaughter who bought them, so she was very happy. Even the cheapest clothes became precious in her eyes.

Mingnan picked up the waist pillow and said, "This is a waist pillow my classmate bought for his mother. He knew I had a very good grandma, so he bought an extra one and said he would give it to you."

Grandma was surprised, "Oh, this is a lot of money, right? Which classmate is too polite?"

"It's just over a hundred dollars. It's not expensive."

Mingnan smiled a little shyly, "You don't know him, he just transferred here this semester, his name is Shen Yang, he's a boy."

"Boy?" Grandma's eyes widened. "Wait - does he like you?"

Mingnan hesitated as he was about to speak. His nose moved and he frowned as he said, "Why does it smell like something burnt?"

"Oh shit! My chops!"

Grandma quickly put down her skirt and rushed into the kitchen.

Mingnan laughed, put the things back into the bag, and tidied up the tea table.

The phone rang, and she turned around to see a message from Teacher Shen pop up on the screen: [Are you home yet? ]

Teacher Shen: [Does grandma like it? ]

Mingnan sat down and replied: [Grandma is too happy, the ribs are all stewed. ]

Teacher Shen: [Cat shocked.jpg]

Mingnan: [Let’s talk later. I have to eat.]

Teacher Shen: [Okay.]

…

"Hey, who are you texting with? You're smiling like a sunflower." Shen Shuangcheng winked at him ambiguously.

Shen Yang calmly locked his phone, turned around and looked at her with a hint of accusation, "Mom, how old are you?"

Shen Shuangcheng lifted up a long curly hair and said proudly, "How rude! Don't you know that you can't just ask a girl her age?"

Shen Yang reminded coldly: "...Ms. Shen, you are 43 this year."

Shen Shuangcheng paused and slapped him on the back of the head with his backhand, "Pa——"

"You little brat, if you don't speak, no one will think you're dumb. How can anyone want you when you're so ruthless? It's a shame for our Shen family."

Shen Yang: “…”

He was silent for a moment, and his slender hand slowly reached for the waist pillow bag.

Shen Shuangcheng: “???”

"Hey, hey, hey - what are you doing? Why are you taking back something you gave away?"

She slapped Shen Yang's hand away, picked up the bag and put it next to herself.

Shen Yang laughed.

"I'm serious, what's going on between you and that girl? You even gave gifts to her grandmother, you really like her, right?"

Shen Shuangcheng looked at Shen Yang curiously.

Shen Yang thought carefully for a few minutes and said affirmatively: "I like it."

Shen Shuangcheng's eyes lit up immediately. "What's your name? Why do you like her? What are your plans?"

"Mom, why are you checking the household registration?" Shen Yang was helpless.

"Isn't this out of concern for you?" Shen Shuangcheng rolled his eyes at him, then laughed again, "To be honest, if you really like her, go after her. Mom supports you. The most beautiful and purest feelings in a person's life are during the student years, when love first blossoms."

"When you grow up, you will understand that when it comes to marriage, there are too many things to consider. When it comes to interests, even the best relationship will have hidden dangers."

Shen Shuangcheng touched his head with emotion, "So, at the age when you should fall in love, Mom hopes that you can enjoy it to the fullest, so that your life will not be in vain and you will not have any regrets in the future."

Mother's eyes were gentle and tolerant, and she looked relieved as if she had seen a lot. Shen Yang was quite moved and said softly, "Thank you, Mom."

Shen Shuangcheng smiled, patted his head, and then asked in a gossipy tone after just a minute: "So how far have you progressed? You haven't bullied others, have you?"

Shen Yang: “…”

…

"He really didn't bully you?"

Grandma stared at Mingnan suspiciously.

"Nothing." Mingnan held her hand and soothed her, "We didn't do anything. Although I like him, we know the priorities. The most important thing right now is to study."

"I'm not such an unenlightened old lady. It's normal for you to like someone at your age. Grandma was young once too."

Grandma raised her chin and said proudly: "There were many people who liked me at that time. I was tall and beautiful, and I received love letters every day."

Mingnan was touched by her cuteness. He leaned on the sofa and looked at her. "Then how did grandma like grandma?"

"Isn't it because he's the best looking? Otherwise, why would I choose him, a softie?"

Grandma said in disgust, "He cries all the time. You don't know. When he saw me playing with others, he hid and wrote a love letter while crying. I saw him and he hiccuped. It was so loud that if you didn't know, you would have thought it was thunder."

When talking about the past, grandma couldn't help laughing, and there was light in her eyes.

Mingnan listened with great interest, "Really? Grandma didn't do it on purpose, did she? Otherwise, how could you have happened to see it?"

Grandma was stunned. It was obvious that she had never thought about this before. Now it was as if she had suddenly realized, "This old man is so mean!"

"Thanks to grandma's intelligence, otherwise how could we be so beautiful? Isn't it all because of you and grandma?"

"You're the only one who can talk."

Grandma smiled and pinched Mingnan's nose, looking at her pretty face, feeling a mixture of emotions at once.

She stroked Mingnan's head tenderly, her voice sad but firm with the years, "If you like each other, then get along. Grandma has no objection. It's normal for people to admire young lovers when they first fall in love."

"But you must know when to stop. Girls are more vulnerable than boys. Don't give yourself up easily, and don't put all your hopes on a boy. Do you understand?"

Mingnan nodded, put his arms around grandma's waist, leaned against her, and fanned himself with her, listening to the lively voices outside the window, and said with a smile, "I understand, grandma."

Grandma patted her arm with relief and said, "Okay, stop being so coquettish and go back to your room to rest."

"Then kiss me and I'll leave."

Mingnan looked up at her, and her grandmother laughed, "You're already a grown-up girl, why are you still acting like a child?"

Although she said that, she still kissed Mingnan on the face lovingly.

Mingnan also kissed her, then got up and went back to his room.

"Remember to treat people to a meal, don't just take advantage of them—"

Grandma gave another reminder.

Mingnan waved his hands, "Got it!"