The days of frying CP with the enemy

Mr. He's smile froze on his face, and the wrinkles were deeply imprinted under the puzzled expression. He stretched out his hand: "This... how did it involve that kid Mo Ran? What does he mean?"

Fortunately, the old man doesn't understand the pronouns of young people, otherwise He Xingci would die socially in embarrassment.He scratched his head, hid the two uneasy guys behind his back, and put his hands behind his back:

"Ah, this bird...is raised by me and Mo Ran. I guess I haven't seen Mo Ran for a few days and miss him. Mo Ran often teaches them something, and the bird learns from him." He Xingci laughed.

The cigarette stick in Wang Dao's hand was skewed, hey, that kid Mo Ran really has two brushes, and after only a few months, the birds are raised together with others!

Old Man He nodded in a sudden realization. He supported the stone table and stood up. He Xingci hurriedly stepped forward to stabilize his arm. Old Man He narrowed his eyes: "Old men, since my grandson is here, you can save yourself and stay for dinner. My son and daughter-in-law are also here, let's go."

Playing chess is not as important as having dinner with your grandson.

Some of the old urchins were carrying soft swords, and some were drinking tea, marching forward to the hall.

Mr. He and He Xingci fell last.

Mr. He said: "Xing Ci, have you decided to act for a lifetime?"

"Grandpa, what do you mean..."

"Grandpa doesn't mean anything else, just worried that no one will inherit your father's company in the future." Mr. He sighed as he spoke. The best successor is He Xingci, but He Xingci seems not interested in doing business. My grandson's mind is very bright, but he just refuses to spend time on it.

"I'm really worried if your father's company is handed over to outsiders."

He Xingci jokingly said: "Otherwise, I would urge my parents to have a second child as soon as possible. It is best to give me a younger sister. The female chairman is so sassy."

Mr. He was overjoyed, and clapped his hands: "If they really have that condition, I will definitely force them to give birth to a lovely granddaughter, and I will definitely teach her everything."

"Grandpa, be careful of the threshold," He Xingci helped Mr. He into the hall, and saw the housekeeper and hired servants pouring tea and snacks for the grandpas, "Grandpa, you really need so many people to serve you."

"I can't help it. Grandpa is old. I treat them well. I always get along with them as friends, not to mention that the money I give them is also very good." Mr. He knew that his grandson could not see so many people serving one person. In the feudal society, "Don't worry, grandpa is not Zhou Papier."

In He Xingci's impression, grandpa never refused to obey his old age.

He took the initiative to tell him that he was old today, and he felt a little sad.

Grandma had been separated from him for many years, and she refused to come back overseas for many years. The reason was that Mr. He didn't want to see the mother and son of the Chu family.Grandma felt that even if the Chu family's mother and son made small moves, the child's blood was still from the He family.

Mr. He felt sorry for He Xingci and Rong Yue, so he refused to admit the mother and son of the Chu family no matter what.

In a fit of anger, grandma emigrated overseas. She moved overseas for several years, and there was no news. The younger generation of the He family often wanted to contact her, but they all ended up being reprimanded by Mr. He after finding out.

"Grandpa, are you still at odds with grandma?" He Xing hesitated to speak, "You are at this age, there is no need to be awkward anymore."

Speaking of grandma, Mr. He's expression changed instantly, extremely ugly:

"Don't mention her to me! There are too many things you children don't know, so don't get involved. "

"Okay, grandpa, calm down, don't be so angry." Every time grandma was mentioned, grandpa always had such an extreme reaction, and He Xingci sighed inwardly.

The annual drama "XX Gege" was played on the LCD screen in the hall, and the sound of the old men laughing happily filled the room. He Xingci helped the old man to join the group of watching TV.

The conversation just now is over.

Peeling the most beautiful orange on the coffee table, He Xingci thought of Mo Ran while peeling it.

I fumbled through the pockets of the whole body, huh?Where did the phone go?

He frowned and recalled, did he leave it on the car, as if... he didn't bring it out at all.

Forget it, let's go back early in the afternoon.

"Ah, why are you here, Xingci, you have a conscience," Rong Yue put on a mask and dragged out on her flip flops. After greeting the elders, she dragged He Xingci, a junior, to the next room to talk.

"Mom, why are you in such a hurry?" My mother was really serious, and He Xingci's arm was aching for a big man, so it was conceivable that his father had suffered a lot.

Rong Yue pouted, "Of course I came here to ask about your love life."

He Xingci pursed his lips, turned around and sat on a chair to eat oranges as if avoiding it: "What can I say about my love life, I will take the initiative to bring him to see you when the dust settles."

"He? Ink burning?"

"Hush..." He Xingci turned around and closed the door, feeling a little helpless with his old mother, "Mom, I don't want to let grandpa know so early."

Although the relationship between the two has been confirmed, but if the two talk seriously, they must go through the hurdles of the elders in the family.The He family's parents are younger, and through their previous misunderstandings, He Xingci believes that they have already developed a strong heart.

his grandpa...

His grandfather always hoped that he would bring back a young and beautiful girl, He Xingci couldn't believe how his grandfather's reaction would be when he brought home Mo Ran, which was 1.9 meters long.

I turned into a short girl.

Rong Yue was also heartbroken, pinching the four corners of the mask tightly, she raised her chin: "It's fine, mom will wait for you to confess to me and be lenient and resist strictness. If you are locked up in the ancestral hall again, mom will take care of you." Open a small secret passage and bring you food."

He Xingci couldn't laugh or cry: "Mom, I really thank you."

The He family ancestral hall was dark and cold, and all the food they ate were cold leftovers and leftovers, and there was not much water. Hunger was okay, but thirst was the worst.

Mr. He seems to be kind to people close to him. Once it comes to the bottom line, he doesn't show face. He Xingci learned a lot back then and vowed never to go in again.

He Xingci spent the afternoon playing chess, cooking, and chatting with his parents and grandpa. He Xingci originally planned to leave at five o'clock, and the meal was cooked at five o'clock, so He Xingci had no choice but to give up.

"Grandpa, come, eat this. My dad's braised pork is delicious. Inside, I only cut the green onions and coriander."

Even though he said so, Mr. He still praised him after a mouthful of braised pork: "This meat is so delicious, Xingci, you are awesome."

He humbled his father and said: "Dad, I burned this..."

Mr. He hummed: "My grandson made this for me. The ones my grandson gave to my family are delicious!"

Rong Yue felt helpless for the three fathers, she shook her head: "Dad, you are all too childish!" By the way, He Xingci tapped his tongue, "You, no matter how big or small, just relying on grandpa to spoil you like this !"

"hey-hey…"

The family had a meal happily, but Uncle Wu, the housekeeper, put down his umbrella and ran in before shaking off the rainwater from his body:

"Old man! There is a young man at the door who wants to come in!"

As soon as the door was opened, the sound of rainstorm outside the door gradually entered everyone's ears.

He Xingci looked in Uncle Wu's direction, "Uncle Wu, you're all wet, go change your clothes, don't catch a cold." Outside the door, some young man is looking for grandpa.

He clenched the end of the chopsticks.

Uncle Wu smiled and said no, and continued: "It seems to be called Mo Ran, old man, let him in?"

With two "clicks", the chopsticks in He Xingci's hands seemed to have grown legs, and he ran to the ground by himself.

He couldn't sit still, Rong Yue held him with one hand, and He Xingci sat back on his seat with a puzzled expression on his face.

Rong Yue shook her head.

Mr. He was not very suspicious. He was silent for a while, thinking about whether something happened to the Mo family when the kid Mo Ran came suddenly, and then he hurriedly said: "Hurry up, let him come in, it's raining outside, don't get wet gone."

Uncle Wu nodded in response, opened his umbrella and went out again.

"Xing Ci, you go to the kitchen and get another pair of chopsticks. I wonder if the child has eaten it."

He Xingci was waiting for his grandfather's words. He couldn't wait to leave his seat, trotted into the kitchen, hesitated for a while before the bowls, and then decisively dropped his hands into the bowls he usually used specially.

After picking up the bowls and chopsticks, he walked to the hall and saw a familiar figure at the door.

The rain soaked the whole body, and the brown cotton long sleeves were close to the skin, and the wrinkled water marks looked very cold.

Under Rong Yue's gaze, he casually put down the bowls and chopsticks, if Rong Yue hadn't followed up quickly, he would definitely have a "smashed peace".

"Grandpa, he's soaked, I'll take him to my room to change."

Mr. He looked far away, and was silent for a while, "Hey, okay, you go."

*

In the blue-toned room, the man sitting by the bed was wearing clothes that didn't match his body shape, which could be said to be slightly smaller. They fit tightly on his body, wrapping up a body that was in good shape on weekdays.

Gently rubbing the pure white velvet towel on the man's head to wipe off excess moisture.

He Xing's resignation didn't mean he was distressed, this silly dog, didn't he know that he should hold an umbrella when it rains?

He said angrily: "If there is a hailstorm, your face will be smashed and disfigured, and I don't want you."

Mo Ran's eyes are red, I don't know if it is soaked by rain or something else.He planned to turn his head to talk to He Xingci, but after being scolded by He Xingci, he obediently returned to his original position and asked him to wipe his hair:

"At noon, I sent you a message but didn't reply, thinking you were sleeping. I called you in the afternoon but didn't reply, thinking you had gone to work. Worried about your safety, I asked Nanyan, and he said he didn't know where you were, go to Your home is looking for you, but you are still not here.

When I got to the door of your old house, I saw your car parked.I'm going to go.But it happened to be discovered by your housekeeper. I really wanted to see you, so I came here. "

When talking about this matter, Mo Ran's tone was the same as usual, flat and flat.

But every word is poking He Xingci's heart.

He Dehe Neng has always been in his heart.

"I didn't bring my mobile phone when I went out. Grandpa kept it for dinner in the afternoon. It won't happen in the future. Don't worry about me too much. I won't be kidnapped." He half-jokingly said the second half of the sentence.

At this time, he could never have imagined that one day in the future, these words would come true.