The promotion of the eighty lucky concubine

Chapter 68 Situ Zheng in ancient costume
Only in front of her relatives, An Yunyao was the same as before.

Mr. An has never been out of Nanhu Province in his life. If he didn't miss his granddaughter so much, he might not come to Xiangdao no matter how much he persuaded him.

"Grandpa." Although Sanye An used to record how to board the plane with the old man in a small book, for the old man who came to the big city for the first time, these words were far from solving the reality.

Fortunately, with the help of the sirs, they enthusiastically sent the old man to An Yunyao.

"Yaoyao misses you very much." An Yunyao stuck her little head in the old man's arms.

"... lost a lot of weight..."

The old man saw his little granddaughter whom he hadn't seen for a long time, "Grandpa said many times that the money is enough, and Yaoyao is a girl, so she needs to buy some nice clothes."

In the eyes of the old man, no matter how old a child is, they are still children.

"It's so much thinner." An Yunyao smiled and took the old man's arm, "Grandpa! He obviously gained a lot from eating."

"You bitch!"

The grandpa and grandson were coming out of the airport talking and laughing. Not far away, they were surrounded.

"It is said that there is a man in ancient clothes in front of him. He looks good, but he is good-looking. It's a pity that he has a mental illness." No matter what age, you still have to wear such old-fashioned clothes.

An Yunyao and the old man got into the taxi, and the driver was quite gossipy.

They passed by men in ancient costumes.

Situ Zheng finally got rid of those followers, but Yao Er had already arrived at the bakery of An Dalang and his wife.

"Father." An Dalang was wearing an apron, and when he saw the old man, he felt so guilty, "It's because of my son's unfilial piety, that he failed to accompany you in your old age."

Back then, An Yunzhe went to Xiangdao far away, and later, after that incident, he never came back after studying.

"Occasionally, I also wonder if I pushed Xiao Zhe too hard, which instead caused the current situation."

An Dalang sighed, and when he talked about the emotional part, tears still flowed down.

"Father." An Yunyao was as sympathetic to her family as in the past, "Brother will figure it out."

Maybe it's genius!

No one taught An Yunyao how to cook.

I just watched others make it and copied it again and again, but I also made a delicious one.

"Today, none of you are allowed to do anything, I'll cook!" An Yunyao said playfully, and pretended to be mysterious, "You are not allowed to come in and take a peek."

When the little girl entered, the old man smiled and said, "Time is so fast, in the blink of an eye, our little Yaoyao has grown up to this size."

"Who says it's not." Du Jiajia recently learned tortoise bread, and she handed it to the old man, "Dad, try it."

Where has the old man eaten such yellow and brackish food, just like An Yunyao despised stinky tofu for the first time.

"Grandpa. This is really delicious." An Yunyao came out of the kitchen and said to the frowning old man.

The old man was skeptical, since his little granddaughter made the guarantee, he still decided to try it, first he ate the turtle's tail, and finally slowly ate the whole thing.

"How is it?" An Yunyao was expecting the old man's answer.

"Delicious!" The old man gave a thumbs up.

In the past, I never imagined that the delicious and lazy An Dalang could still maintain a tenacious character even under the pressure of life. These changes only occurred after Xiao Yaoyao was born.

What a lucky baby of their family!

"Grandpa." Seeing that the old man was eating happily, An Yunyao also warmly reminded: "We will have dinner in a while. No matter how delicious the bread is, we should eat less."

"Ah."

With the approval of the old man, An Yunyao returned to the kitchen with peace of mind. When she approached the door, she did not forget to say, "Father. Take good care of Grandpa and tell him not to eat so much."

"Hey."

An Yunyao re-ignited the gas, unlike the big pot that fueled the fire when she was a child, cooking is much easier now than before.

There was a sound from the kitchen window, and An Yunyao turned her face subconsciously, facing Situ Zheng in ancient costume outside the window.

　Xiao Yuer just returned from a different place after handing in the materials today.So sleepy.Because of the fact that Ba Zero had been on the list, he was taken a fancy to by a small group of five-level seniors, and his rating was lowered maliciously.Recently, there have been a lot of high imitation reader accounts, which have always been rhythmic. There were friends around me who were unfortunately recruited before, and they left the circle in the end.Anyway, I don’t have a group or anything, I think I don’t have many readers, and I am one of the few who are willing to be brainwashed and abandon my writing, so I won’t force it. After all, writing novels is just my personal hobby.I also couldn't resist the mood of the bosses who wanted to suppress me, so I thought it was funny, and regarded me who was so aggressive on the street as an imaginary enemy.Unlike a full-time wife, I just want to finish writing the story quietly.Sometimes I don't understand the feelings of the big ones, even if I am not human inside and out in the end, how much can I increase my manuscript fee.

　　
　
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