Laid-back sweet wife

Chapter 198

Early in the morning, what is this for? !

Jia Yue met Liang Dingtian several times in the restaurant of her home.Every time the old man put on airs and pulled his face, his style was even greater than that of the Supreme Emperor, but never once, he pulled his face longer than the current one.

He looked at his own granddaughter as if he were looking at a stranger, without any emotion, and even with such obvious disgust!Jia Yuezheng felt bad for Shu Yumo.

"What are you looking at?" The imposing old man Liang raised his crutches and poked hard on the bluestone board, "Open the door!"

Shu Yumo looked at him silently, and Liang Nian behind him, quietly like a shadow growing old with him.

"If there is business, the chairman will come to me again during working hours." Shu Yumo turned around and left. He had rejected his family many times, but this time he let her open the door as a matter of course when he came to his own territory. Why should he!
Liang Dingtian coughed because of Shu Yumo's choking, and Liang Nian stepped forward to pat his master's back to calm him down.

Bian Ling came over and whispered, "There are reporters peeping in the corner."

Shu Yumo's eyes turned cold, and the corners of her mouth curled up, "Go and lure Liang Qiufeng over."

"Bian Cui has already gone." Bian Ling firmly stood behind Shu Yumo.The other party brought the housekeeper to the door, of course he couldn't show weakness, especially that guy was still Liang Nian!

Shu Yumo nodded, turned around and continued jogging, Liang Ding almost fainted due to the weather.

OK!For decades, no one has ever dared not give him face!The villain is in danger, the gentleman is in danger, the Shu family's upbringing is really bad!

Liang Qiufeng came soon, and pleasantly stepped forward to ask someone to open the door, and supported Liang Dingtian, "Grandpa, why are you here?"

Liang Dingtian stared at the watchdog in the front house, "Just walk around." He could say that he came to look for Shu Yumo, but that dead girl locked him out of the gate!

The cameraman ambushed in the corner and immediately recorded this very unexpected scene with his camera.

Only separated by a wall but decades apart, the architectural layout of the side house has an atmosphere that has accumulated over the years compared to the Liang house. This kind of temperament cannot be revealed in dozens or even hundreds of years.What Liang Dingtian thought in his heart was that his own Liang house could one day stand like a side house in the precarious wind and rain.

"Grandpa, you go this way." Liang Qiufeng led his grandfather to the Hairpin Flower Building to admire the vegetable field in front of the building.

Before winter, Ye Kuohe finally harvested a field of Chinese cabbage and radishes.But this industrious guy was actually planting garlic in the vegetable field again, and the small garlic seedlings that had grown out of the earth were neatly arranged in rows and rows, like small needle points, piercing Mr. Liang's heart.

"Grandpa, this is garlic." Liang Qiufeng seemed to be very happy to introduce, "Next spring, it will grow taller, and then grow garlic shoots to eat, and the garlic will be harvested in early summer. After the garlic is harvested, loofahs can be grown here , bitter gourd, autumn cucumber, and beans, Ye Kuohe said that when they bloom into a frame of flowers, they will be beautiful."

No matter how beautiful it is, can it be as beautiful as a garden full of roses? !Liang Qiufeng did not believe that the old man was not angry.

These few words brought Mr. Liang into his memory. The first time he met Bian Yuwan was in the melon vines in front of the hairpin building.Liang Dingtian, whose wife passed away a year ago, immediately decided that the little girl in front of him, smiling shyly holding a few cucumbers, was his second wife.

Fate is so wonderful, fortunately Bian Yuwan also fell in love with him at first sight.

"Grandpa, grandpa?" Liang Qiufeng looked worriedly at Mr. Liang's blank eyes. Grandpa won't be mad, right?Moreover, Liang Nian, the always clever old housekeeper behind grandpa, looked like a fool when he looked at the wind chimes hanging on the hairpin flower upstairs?
Liang Qiufeng's heart trembled suddenly, Liang Nian was to grandma. No wonder!Liang Qiufeng suddenly figured out many things that he couldn't figure out before!

Back then, Liang Nian, the servant of the side house, married the girl from the side house to the Liang family. The girl became the wife, and Liang Nian became the housekeeper. Liang Nian used his own way to accompany grandma for 40 years!

Liang Qiufeng was overwhelmed by his new discovery, and three souls came out of his body!Then, he smiled nervously and numbly.

This is simply too romantic, how can it be so romantic!How much does a person like another person, can he be like Liang Nian?

Could she be loved and loved like that in her life?

It would be perfect if that person was Luo Yao!Although I can't marry him, he will be by my side like a shadow. Liang Qiufeng is completely trapped in the daydream he wove and cannot extricate himself from.

The three of them were in a daze in front of Garlic in front of the building for different reasons.

Ye Kuohe walked over with a broom on his shoulders, and when he saw such a scene, he grinned, "You still said that the garlic I planted is worthless! Look at them, and you will be dumbfounded!"

The three of them turned to look at Ye Kuohe, who was giggling, as if they had been shocked by electricity.

Ye Kuohe's grin got wider, Bian Zhai ate well and slept well, after a few months he actually grew a double chin, and it became more obvious when he smiled.Jian Dao was afraid that he would continue to lose face, so he raised his hand and dragged him away.

Liang Nian's eyes flashed as he watched Jian Dao make a move.After not coming for a few years, the atmosphere in the side house became much more active.

Liang Dingtian came back to his senses, and strode towards the main house.But Bian Lang stopped at the door politely, "Master Liang, my husband and miss are not in the house, you are Miss Qiu Feng's guest, please sit down in the Hairpin Building."

Liang Dingtian raised his eyes, raised his crutches and hit, "Go away!"

Bian Lang stretched out his hands to hold the crutch without fear, and his arms were about to break under the force.

Liang Nian quickly stepped forward and grabbed Bian Lang's hand, and Bian Lang also yelled, "Bian Lang, stop!"

Bian Lang let go, and Mr. Liang took back the crutches. His face was darker than the crutches in his hands, and he reprimanded loudly, "Bian Lang! How did you become a housekeeper? A servant dares to reach out to me!"

"Why can't I reach out to you? The master isn't here, so it's his fault for blocking you." Shu Yumo walked over, and his eyes fell on Liang Dingtian's rare gloomy wooden crutch, "But this crutch in your hand belongs to my ancestors. It’s not good for the leftover items to be broken.”

Liang Dingtian's face turned green in an instant. He had held this crutch in his hand for more than ten years, and almost forgot that it belonged to his father-in-law.

Jia Yuezheng said "Oh", "Mo Mo, this is your house's property, how did it get into Liang Dong's hands?"

Shu Yumo really didn't know, "Uncle Ling?"

There is no one who does not know about the Bian house, "Miss's great-grandfather passed away not long ago, Master Liang said that he missed his old man, so he took a few pieces from his relics and brought them with him, saying that he can 'think about others when he sees them, and miss them every day. '."

"Seeing things and thinking about people, thinking about people every day—" Jia Yuezheng drew his tone, "This method is very good. Director Liang really has a heart."

Liang Dingtian was trembling in the cold wind, Liang Qiufeng hurriedly smoothed things over, "Yumo, grandpa was still coughing just now, if the blowing continues, he will be sick."

Shu Yumo watched indifferently, "Since you're not in good health, why don't you stay in your room early in the morning, why come out to hang out!"

Mr. Liang started to cough again, heart-piercingly, louder and louder.

Father Shu came back from Tai Chi with sweat on his face, and walked into the hall without looking sideways, "Yumo, let him in."

Mr. Liang looked at his son-in-law whom he hadn't seen for three years, and his brain ached with hatred!
　Thank you Bingbing for your reward.

　　Gloomy wood is wood buried in the soil due to changes in the earth's crust. Generally, it is made of "gloomy" Chinese fir.That's why Mr. Liang, who has a good face, likes it very much.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)