The talkative duo walked away with the little one in their arms, grinning.

Shen Zhihuan held his forehead with his hand and got into the car.

These two really look perfect together.

The Shen family was not far from the gate of the compound, and it was just a matter of stepping on the accelerator.

When the Su family arrived, Shen Zhimei was busy in the kitchen.

Mr. Shen and Shen Jianguo each held a pair of scissors and picked ripe purple grapes under the grape racks.

Seeing Shen Zhihuan come in, both the father and son couldn't help but curl their lips.

"Relatives, mother-in-law, Zijun, Zijun's wife, Lili, please come in and sit down!" Shen Jianguo came forward enthusiastically to greet Su Changjiang and his group.

Even though he had prepared himself mentally before entering the room, Shen Zhihuan still felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Shen Jianguo's face.

"Where's Guaiguai?" Old Master Shen glanced at the Su family, then looked inside and outside the empty courtyard.

"Yu Jingyan and his wife took it away." Shen Zhihuan said with a smile.

"Didn't Yu Jingyan go with Su Ziyu?" Old Master Shen frowned.

"Who knew, I'd run into him just after entering the compound." Shen Zhihuan picked up a grape and began to peel it.

The moment it entered her mouth, she shuddered at the sourness.

The delicate and fair little face was distorted.

The saliva couldn't stop flowing out.

If her upbringing didn't allow it, she would have wanted to spit it out.

She held back the saliva that was gushing out and swallowed the grape pulp in her mouth, including the seeds.

"Is it very sour?" Grandpa Shen looked at his granddaughter, whose face was distorted, and smiled in a doting tone.

"My teeth were almost knocked out by the sourness!" Shen Zhihuan frowned, his eyes narrowed into slits due to the sourness.

She can't stand sour food, even the slightest bit.

This grape...

Sour and bitter!

If she hadn't peeled them with her own hands, she would have suspected that what she had eaten was not grapes but lemons.

Looking at the grape-shaped "lemons" in the basin, Shen Zhihuan couldn't stop feeling sour in his mouth.

"Is it very sour? I think it's okay!" Shen Zhimei, who came out with a basket of vegetables to wash, grabbed a few, washed them casually, and started to eat them.

Watching her stuffing the snacks into her mouth one by one, Shen Zhihuan felt even more sour in his mouth.

"I told you, it's already cooked, why is it still sour?" Old Master Shen glared at the startled Shen Zhihuan.

As he spoke, he picked up a grape and put it in his mouth.

Next second.

He spat out the grapes in his mouth.

The wrinkled old face lost control of his expression because of the deadly sour taste in his mouth.

Shen Zhihuan burst into laughter.

"Grandpa, it's already cooked, why is it still sour!" Shen Zhihuan, who was unwilling to suffer any loss, immediately returned the words of Grandpa Shen.

Mr. Shen didn't care about Shen Zhihuan's teasing. He picked up the tea on the stone table beside him and took two big gulps.

After suppressing the sour taste, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Like Shen Zhihuan, Mr. Shen likes to eat purely sweet fruits.

This grape is just the opposite...

Pure acid!

If acidity is graded, this grape would undoubtedly be the sourest.

Zhang Fengxia looked at the reactions of Mr. Shen and Shen Zhihuan, then looked at Shen Zhimei who kept stuffing grapes into her mouth, and her eyes couldn't help but become complicated.

Shen Zhihuan seemed to sense something was wrong, and she subconsciously looked at Shen Zhimei's belly.

"Sister, are you pregnant?"

"How many months?" Shen Zhihuan looked at Shen Zhimei's belly carefully.

It is slightly raised, with little undulation. If you don't look carefully, you really can't see it.

"Just two months." Shen Zhimei said with a blushing face.

"Then I will be an aunt again, right?"

Shen Zhihuan walked forward with a smile and took the colander from Shen Zhimei's hand.

"Leave it there, leave it there, let your aunt show you her skills today."

As he spoke, Shen Zhihuan had already reached out to untie the apron around Shen Zhimei's waist.

"Yes! Sister Zhimei, you go and have a rest! Leave it to us today." Zhou Xiuqiao took the apron that Shen Zhihuan had just got and tied it around her waist.

Su Lili also rolled up her sleeves and went to the well to wash vegetables.

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"How can it be so precious!" Shen Zhimei wanted to snatch the dustpan from Shen Zhihuan's hand.

But Shen Zhihuan dodged it with quick eyes and hands.

When she was pregnant with Daya and Erya, she was still busy working in the fields before giving birth!

Especially when I'm pregnant with Erya...

Old Lady Qian learned from Xianniang that she was pregnant with another girl, whose nose and face were not the same every day.

She was eight months pregnant, and she still had to work hard with her big belly...

"Sister, the first three months are the time when you need to be careful. Don't joke with yourself or the baby in your belly." Shen Zhihuan reminded her seriously.

The fetus is still unstable in the first three months, so you will be tired. I'm not kidding.

Didn't that guy in the village take away the child with a basin of water? ! "I..." Shen Zhimei wanted to say something else.

"Let your younger sister and the others do it! We are family, why are you being so polite?" Old Master Shen interrupted Shen Zhimei directly.

As for this gentle, non-tempered granddaughter...

Mr. Shen really can't like him.

Shen Zhimei immediately retracted her hand timidly and dared not say another word.

"Grandpa, please keep your voice down. Be careful not to scare your great-grandson." Shen Zhihuan gave Grandpa Shen a warning look.

"My voice is not even as loud as yours. If I'm scared, it's you who scared me." Mr. Shen softened his tone.

"Okay, you're the grandfather, you have the final say." Shen Zhihuan shrugged indifferently.

"This girl is becoming more and more lawless. How can you talk to your grandfather like this?" Old Master Shen snorted.

"I am lawless, and you've spoiled me like that." Shen Zhihuan, who was washing vegetables with his head down, retorted without even raising his head.

After these words were spoken, Zhang Fengxia, Zhou Xiuqiao and others lowered their heads and tried to hold back their laughter.

Even Shen Jianguo couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

"Don't blame me for the mistakes your man made." Mr. Shen would not take the blame.

Don't think he doesn't know. Every time this girl gets into trouble, it's always Su Ziyu who cleans up the mess.

And the clothing factory run by the girl and the boy from the Qin family...

If Su Ziyu hadn't been holding him back, he could have traveled freely along the Yangguan Road, the single-plank bridge, by land, or by water.

"Even if my man made a mistake because of me, it's because I have a bad foundation and he was implicated." Shen Zhihuan sighed in a pretentious manner.

Mr. Shen was choked and speechless.

Swinging back and forth.

In the end, the blame was put on him.

"What sins did I commit in my previous life that I have to have a granddaughter like you in this life who is so sharp-tongued and infuriating." Old Master Shen scolded with a smile.

"Grandpa, believe me, you didn't do anything bad. You were lucky to meet me. You're lucky." Shen Zhihuan laughed shamelessly.

Mr. Shen gave her an unpleasant look.