Old Madam Chu waved at Bi Yue: "Hey! Come, grandma will treat you to a meal."
The sudden scene made Bi Yue look a little dumbfounded. She unconsciously leaned back, as if trying to hide.
"I'm still in class."
Old Mrs. Chu said nothing, just stared at Bi Yue blankly.
Bi Yue cleared her throat and explained, "get out of class will be over in about twenty minutes. Can we talk after class?"
"I'm hungry." Old Mrs. Chu turned her head to look into the car.
Orderly soldier Xiao Zhao immediately lowered his head and hugged the steering wheel.
…
How did she get into the roast duck restaurant? Bi Yue felt as if she was still dazed and sleepy.
I just remember that the old lady directed the driver, and then the old and the young came.
Now the driver was waiting at the door, and the two of them sat by the window and ordered a lot of delicious food under the watchful eyes of the waiter.
Bi Yue looked at Old Lady Chu opposite her and grinned unconsciously.
She wasn't trying to laugh, she was worried about the old lady's toothache. The way she ate, the duck meat wrapped in pancake was so hard that she was worried that the old lady's teeth would be pulled out.
Bi Yue leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "Grandma, do you have a handkerchief in your pocket?"
The old lady paused while still chewing the biscuit, rummaged through her small bag, found a handkerchief and handed it over.
"No. I don't need it. Please wipe the sweet noodle sauce from your mouth."
Old Madam Chu's appetite was disturbed by Bi Yue, and she had almost finished her meal. She took a sip of the famous local fresh orange juice, looked up at the dazed Bi Yue and said:
"From now on, I will be your grandmother. I really love you. It's destined. The matter between you and Xiaofeng..."
The old lady burped and gasped for breath.
Bi Yuedu took a deep breath.
At this moment, there is an indescribable feeling in my heart, a little sweet, a little sour, sour and sweet like orange juice.
"It's not Liang's turn to make decisions about our Chu family's affairs. I'm telling you, from now on, grandma will have your back!"
After saying that, he started pulling at the gold ring on his finger. He had worn it for many years, so he pulled it down with great ferocity, and continued to talk back:
"I've passed it down from generation to generation. You wear it! I've already given away the gold brocade, let's see who dares to disagree!" (To be continued.)
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