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Chapter 29 29. Grandma
He tiptoed on the door, and there was no sound outside the house.No one woke her up, there was no rustling of her parents' footsteps, and there was no An Yi's high-pitched and ugly good morning song.

Was she isolated by the whole family?What children in the rebellious period of youth are most afraid of is struggle, and it is frustrating to be dried up like bacon right now.

An Zai opened the door and walked out lightly, but there was no one in the living room.He raised his legs and moved lightly to his parents' bedroom. The door was wide open, and obviously there was no one there.The door of An Yi's room was ajar, and before An went to check, the door opened from the inside.An Yi was sleepy, walked across the living room with his bare feet, and poured a glass of water to drink.

An Zai rolled her black eyes uncomfortably, hesitating what to say.

"Yawn~~~ Get up and tidy up quickly, and parents will come back after shopping, and go to see grandma in the afternoon." An Yi stretched his waist and floated into the bathroom to wash, and poked his head out before closing the door, "Oh, by the way, the wig is here It's too scary to hang that thing on my desk!"

Ann waved her fist again at the air.It's a peaceful conversation as if those arguments last night were just a dream.

Taking the wig out of An Yi's room, An Qingyun and his wife returned home with the New Year's goods.Seeing the fluff in An Zai's hands, An Qingyun was taken aback, walked over to study for a while, shook his head and sighed, "This fake is not really good-looking."

An didn't know if her father was using puns on purpose, and was hesitating how to answer, Li Lu looked at her watch and urged, "Hurry up and wash your face and change clothes, grandma is waiting at home!"

Forget it, the problem has always existed, life has to go on, let's see what happens.

Mirror appliqué yellow, comb through black long straight thick wig unrealistic.Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in the mirror, I felt inexplicably sad.What was cut off that day was not only a piece of hair, but also all her fragility.Long hair but short knowledge, maybe long hair makes me sad easily, An Zai covered her eyes, couldn't bear to look any more.

Li Lu quietly observed outside the door.The daughter's coquettishness when she tilted her head and smiled was replaced by instant melancholy. She covered her entire face with her delicate hands, and sat alone with her face covered in worry. The loneliness in her back was not the vicissitudes of a 17-year-old.As a mother, she has mixed feelings, and her carefree age should not carry such a heavy shackle. She wants her daughter to be happy.

An Qingyun put his arms around his wife's shoulders and patted her comfortingly. The husband and wife looked at each other and sighed.After adjusting her mood, Li Lu tried her best to urge the two children to go out as usual.An Yi wore a baggy sweater with holes and long sleeves fluttering. An Qingyun hugged his shoulders and examined, "Does it look good? Young people like to wear this now?"

"That's the style, I'll bring you one tomorrow?" An Yi smiled while putting on a black nipple coat and a pair of sneakers. This mix-and-match style from top to bottom obviously didn't fit An Qingyun's style. aesthetic.

"No need, I wore out several pieces of clothes when I was archaeological, I'll send them to you later, for recycling."

The father and son joked about the aesthetics of two generations.An Zai came out wrapped in a bloated down jacket, holding a baseball cap in her hand and buttoning it on her head.Everyone looked at An Zai with short hair, a fat hoodie, baggy pants, and an image of a childish little boy.

"I'm not"

"It's uncomfortable, I don't want to wear it anymore." An interrupted An Yi again, shrugging his shoulders indifferently.

"Get something, let's go." An Qingyun didn't say anything, turned around and went downstairs to warm up the car.

Li Lu had no choice but to "lock the door" and went out with her husband.

"Oh." An Yi sighed, "I said...you scare the old lady again."

"Grandma is so tough, I haven't seen any battles before."

Ann didn't take it seriously.Rolling his eyes, he stretched out his hand to caress An Yi's coat and salivated, "The clothes are so beautiful! Take me to buy some sets tomorrow!"

"Don't even think about it!"

"I can't be a hip-hop boy every day, why don't you give me two cool outfits! An Yi! An Yi!"

Ann made a big stride, and Ann took small steps to catch up.Regardless of whether it's a boy or a girl, wherever An goes, she can't get rid of her fate of being a little tail.

Grandma is an old professor of science and engineering. For the first half of her life, she thought about how to crash a rocket into the sky, and in the second half of her life, she thought about how to crash a rocket into the sky with people.Grandpa passed away early, and the old lady has endured decades of ups and downs alone, and raised her son to be a romantic archaeologist.Currently retired at home, there is only an old nanny who has been with me for many years. Life should be lonely, but fortunately, the students frequently visit for advice, and the family is full of people.

When the grandchildren entered the house, Aunt Zhang, the old nanny, was wiping the leaves of the Dripping Guanyin with a watering can and cotton cloth.The old lady is rocking a recliner and holding an IPAD to read the latest academic papers published abroad.Hearing the movement, the old lady took off her reading glasses, and didn't look at the big and small bags in the hands of her son and daughter-in-law, she just beckoned: "Xiao Yihe, come again? Just do this for me, put the data in my computer Give me everything in this pie!"

An flicked the jacket casually, took the IPAD and sighed: "Yo! Good guy! This is the one that just came out! Tsk tsk, I've never used it!"

"That's right, I asked a student to make one for me on the second day after it came out. It's not as good as the reading bean. It's dazzling after staring at it for a long time." , no matter what high-tech products, no matter whether they can operate or not, buy them back and try them out first.

An Zai pounced over, pulled grandma to act like a spoiled child, the old lady looked left and right, "I said whose kid is so juicy, he looks better than mine!"

"That's right! Grandma, you think it looks good too!" Grandma is an open-minded old lady, and she is naturally strong as a female scientist. If there is anyone in the family who can understand An Zai, that person must be grandma.

An Qingyun and his wife consciously went into the kitchen to work.The two couldn't fulfill their filial piety because of their work relationship. Although the old lady didn't care, she always had to cook a reunion dinner with her own hands when she was at home.The grandparents and grandchildren were chatting and laughing in the study, while Aunt Zhang was busy helping out.The whole family chattered very warmly.

"Grandma, I want to tell you something." Ann moved a small stool and sat next to the rocking chair, ready to tell the whole story about the one that got into the hornet's nest.She has confessed many times before and after, and she is already familiar with it.

"Grandma, they don't support me, but I believe you must understand me"

"Hmph, that's not necessarily true. Let me hear what you said. Did you fail the exam or did you like someone else?" The old lady calmed down, put on her reading glasses and joked lovingly.

"Grandma! I'm not that superficial!" An Zai blushed and protested.

"You are not superficial, you don't get into trouble easily, and you will be a big one!" An Yi took the IPAD and handed it to grandma, "It's done, I took a video for you, next time you just follow the steps and do it .”

"Don't interrupt! Listen and talk again." The old lady pushed her grandson away, very dissatisfied with An Yi's intervention.

An Zai gloated and made faces at An Yi.An Yi sighed. In the past two days, he had spent his whole life sighing because of his sister's affairs.

"Again, you go to help in the kitchen. I'll tell grandma about your affairs."

　Thanks to Shanchu for the recommendation ticket, and thanks to the anti-strike girl for the reward, let Zoe dance for you—come on, dance, come on, dance

　　
　
(End of this chapter)