Hearing Zhu Di's words, Gu Yang was stunned, with a slightly doubtful look in his eyes.
Did Zheng Yi really have to work part-time in these dessert shops because of life? Why did she feel that he did it to see Zhu Di more often? This was probably, every sweetness in your life is related to me? Gu Yang thought that she could investigate further. If Zheng Yi was really good, she could match them up. Anyway, Zhu Di had to stay away from Wang Lingyu, that scumbag!
After Zheng Yi returned home.
The four-year-old sister burst into tears in front of him, looking aggrieved. She turned around and ran away, "Mom, Guoguo lied! Guoguo said he would bring me all the flavors of ice cream, but he secretly ate a few!"
Zheng Yi: “…”
August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival.
Gu Zhaoming and Ruan Xueling returned to the Ruan family's old house with their four children.
As soon as we entered the old house, a huge snow mastiff came to greet us with three puppies, wagging their tails.
The snow mastiff seemed to like Gu Yang very much. It always followed her and rubbed her shoes from time to time.
"Xiaobai! Stop it."
The old man's powerful voice came from the greenhouse.
Mr. Ruan handed the shower head in his hand to the old gardener next to him and walked towards the Gu family.
"I heard from your parents that Xiao Jin got the first place in the exam at the beginning of the school term. She is worthy of being the granddaughter of my Ruan family!" Old Master Ruan looked at Gu Jin kindly.
Seeing that Gu Jin was cold and quiet, he glanced at Gu Yang and snorted, "You did well in the exam this time. You didn't disgrace the family's training of you for so many years."
Gu Yang smiled politely, "Thank you for the compliment, Grandpa."
Her eyes fell on Xiaobai, "Didn't Grandpa say it's called a snow mastiff?"
When this matter was mentioned, Mr. Ruan blew his beard and glared, "How dare you ask? It's all because of you!" In the past, whenever he called Xiaobai, oh no, Xuemao, Xiaobai would come running over. Since Gu Yang called Xuemao "Xiaobai" last time, no matter how he called "Xuemao", it would not respond, only when he called "Xiaobai" would it respond.
"What about these ones?" Gu Yang pointed at the puppies that were trying to squeeze towards her and sniffing at her.
Mr. Ruan looked proud, "White dew, white frost, white snow!"
See, the names he gave are very cultural!
Gu Yang whispered: "Not as good as Bai Yi, Bai Er, and Bai San."
Mr. Ruan: “…”
Do you dare to say it again louder?!
Ruan Chu was also at home today. She had specially cleared her time during the Mid-Autumn Festival to be at home with her grandfather. Her uncle's family was working overseas and they didn't go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival. They only went home during the New Year or on her grandfather's birthday. Her father, on the other hand, had spent the previous years with his lover and his illegitimate children.
Ruan Chu prepared tea for the guests in the living room, and a nanny brought the tea to them one by one.
The first-grade Biluochun comes in a small and exquisite blue and white porcelain teacup with a snow-white inner wall, which sets off the tender green tea soup, which is clear and bright, with a subtle tea aroma and a sweet and refreshing taste.
Gu Yang looked at Ruan Chu with a smile: "My cousin's tea art has improved a lot compared to last time."
Ruan Chu didn't feel embarrassed. "I recalled your method of making tea and practiced it a few more times. I have made some progress. But I still feel it's not good enough. Show it to me again."
"Who is my cousin asking to show off?" Gu Yang was playing with the tea pet on the coffee table, smiling.
"Cousin, cousin Yangyang, come on!" Ruan Chu felt a little uncomfortable with her smiling eyes, and hurriedly put the tea set in front of her.
(End of this chapter)