This comment attracted a lot of people's approval.
——[Yes, cats are so cute, is there anyone who hates cats? ]
——[To be honest, the old man has four grandsons, how could he possibly like a granddaughter? In ancient times, Xiangyi couldn’t even be included in the family tree.]
——【Haha, did you just realize it? I saw it a long time ago. Mr. Xiang always had a stern face towards the vase spirit. It was obvious that he didn’t like her.】
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As soon as these comments came out, they were fought back by Xiangyi's fans.
——[Tsk, you guys know it again]
——【What’s wrong with you, the one who mentioned the family tree? Times have changed, you forgot it long ago! 】
——[It’s just one sentence, but some people have so much free time to come up with so many ideas. It’s not like you can just write on your face whether you like it or not]
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The comments are filled with the smell of gunpowder. With the development of the live broadcast industry today, the pressure that has nowhere to be released in reality can be easily vented on the Internet.
In reality, we can still be tolerant of other people's mistakes.
But in the online world, if you find any fault, you will strike hard.
Xiangyi coaxed Xiaonaofu a few words and put it on the ground.
Grandpa Xiang immediately said, "Go wash your hands! Use disinfectant hand sanitizer, wash both the palms and the backs of your hands!"
Pets have bacteria on them, and it would be bad if they got infected.
The world is big, but my granddaughter’s health is the most important!
When everyone heard this, they felt that Grandpa Xiang was really strict!
"I know, Grandpa." Xiangyi obediently went to wash her hands.
After she came back from washing, she picked up her chopsticks and ate two bites of food. The old man started to find fault again: "Tie your hair up! It's covering your eyes!"
Xiangyi tied her hair into a bun, but left some thin bangs. She hadn't had her hair cut for a while, so it looked a little longer.
"I can't tie it up." She gestured at the length, and suddenly an idea came to her. She found a small hairpin and pinned her bangs up, revealing her fair and smooth head.
There was a hint of satisfaction in Grandpa Xiang's eyes.
Well, my granddaughter looks best with her hair tied up!
Live broadcast room:
——[Grandpa Xiang is so fierce that I trembled in front of the screen]
——[It’s confirmed that I hate her, otherwise I wouldn’t be so picky! 】
——[Uh, why do I feel it's so real? My mom also likes to let me comb my hair up to show a big forehead...]
However, although some people curse, they watch more enthusiastically than anyone else.
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After dinner.
Zhongyi and Jiangjiang have the habit of taking a nap at noon, but Jiangjiang heard that Grandpa Xiang was going to boil malt sugar, so she stopped taking her nap and ran to Grandpa Xiang, moving a small stool to watch.
The semi-finished products were delivered from the Little Rabbit Farm. The old man sat in the pavilion, leisurely boiling malt sugar in a small pot.
The breeze blows by, flowers fall beside the pavilion, green mountains are looming in the distance, and a few ducks are flying across the pond in the yard. The scene is beautiful and poetic.
There are fewer comments in the live broadcast room, and I am enjoying the quiet and warmth of this moment.
The old man was very skilled, and it was obvious that he had made this many times before. He used long and thin pieces of bamboo to boil a round malt sugar that looked like a lollipop, and handed it to Jiangjiang.
"Baby, take it."
“Thank you, Grandpa!”
Jiangjiang happily held the maltose and licked it. It was sweet and hot. She said incoherently: "It's so good~"
When netizens saw this scene, they were a little envious.
Grandpa Xiang is so nice~
Some nitpickers mocked: [Even my granddaughter doesn’t get this kind of treatment. It seems that someone is really annoying~]
The old man hummed a little tune, took out a new piece of wood, and turned it around. The maltose in his hand became bigger and bigger...
Netizens began to feel that something was wrong...