Grandpa Fu's palm

Chapter 353
"Really? Are you really that kind?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Yanhan became more and more dishonest.

"I thought you really wanted me to take a bath with you, but I was too embarrassed to say it."

"Good idea." Jing Nuan spat at him secretly.

"Come and sit down."

Seeing Jing Nuan just came out of the bathroom, clean and spotless, but now red like an apple's face, Fu Yanhan patted the bedside.

"What are you doing?"

Fu Yanhan was very unprincipled today, looking at Fu Yanhan who was sitting by the bed, Jing Nuan instinctively kept a distance, staring at him and asking him.

"What do you want to do?"

"We are just a fake marriage. Although we are very familiar with you now, don't try to take advantage of me."

"What are you thinking? I just want you to sit down and look at this notebook of your grandfather's. If it is too far away, what do you think?"

Fu Yanhan looked at Jing Nuan with an innocent face: "I didn't expect you to think about that. What are you thinking about all day long? Or, do you really want to get closer to me?"

"Bah, that's a good idea."

After hearing what Fu Yanhan said, Jing Nuan didn't know what to do.

This bastard always molested himself first, and then showed his innocent appearance.

"Then come and sit down."

Not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, Fu Yanhan looked at Jing Nuan with a smile on his face, and then patted the side of the bed.

Jing Nuan even suspected that the room was so simple, with only a table and a bed, Fu Yanhan deliberately arranged it like this.

But when he thought that he was thinking too far, Jing Nuan shook his head, temporarily put aside these thoughts in his mind, and sat next to Fu Yanhan.

"You smell so good."

Unexpectedly, after Jing Nuan sat down, Fu Yanhan started to be serious again.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing Fu Yanhan tilting his head towards him, with his nose almost touching his neck, a tingling feeling came up, Jing Nuan said immediately.

"It's just a little strange. I smell your fragrance on weekdays. I thought it was because of the shower gel and perfume you used. It smells so fragrant today."

"Are you still looking at that notebook?"

Jing Nuan forcefully suppressed his heart that was about to pounce, and asked Fu Yanhan calmly.

"Okay, it's important to read the notes."

Fu Yanhan smiled lightly, not at all like a hooligan just now, and returned to a serious look.

Jing Nuan couldn't help but rolled his eyes, he must stay away from this person in the future!
Just like that, the two couldn't help opening the notebook.

Because of the age, the paper is a little yellowed, but the handwriting written with the pen is still clear.

As expected of what Mr. Fu said, Jing Nuan's grandfather was a very talented person, as you can tell just by looking at the handwriting.

The writing is vigorous and powerful. If it is put into the present, it can be printed into a copybook for yourself to copy.

Thinking about it again, besides signing documents every day, I seldom write. Compared with my grandfather's handwriting, my signatures can only be ashamed of myself.

Perhaps it was because of the water falling before that the handwriting on the first few pages was a bit smudged, but because the notebook was well preserved by the parchment, the overall impact was not that great.

With the beautiful handwriting presented in front of his eyes, Jing Nuan seemed to be standing in front of his grandfather.

The two casually flipped through it, and there were mostly descriptions about daily life in the front, but the writing was extremely detailed. It can be seen that grandpa is a person who loves life very much.

Every plant and tree in his pen, every meal and every drink, are very interesting to read and write.

If this is not my grandfather, he must be an old man who loves and understands life very much, and records his daily life.

After looking at it for a while, the two of them lost the mood to talk and laugh, and looked at the notebook with relish.

After flipping through more than ten pages, Jing Nuan finally saw a familiar place in his grandfather's notebook.

"Grandpa said here, the operation director of our company took me there before."

Jing Nuan said with reminiscence: "He said that his grandfather liked to come to this place the most. I wondered why I hadn't heard of it. Looking at his comparison, he really liked to go. In his time, this place was undeveloped. There are only a few people living in Linxin's barren hills."

"Let me see."

As soon as Jing Nuan talked about it with great interest, Fu Yanhan also looked carefully.

This is just an ordinary travel note, similar to the old man's previous description of a flower and a bowl of rice, but it can be seen that the old man is very interested in this trip.

In the mountains, he met a family and became good friends with that family because he gave them the dry food on his body. He was invited to be a guest at the house. For him, the taste of the pickled vegetables was described emphatically by him, it can be seen that grandpa also likes this taste very much.

"Pickles?"

Jing Nuan kept looking at this note, unwilling to flip through it.

"Any questions?"

Fu Yanhan looked at Jing Nuan and couldn't help asking.

"I went to that mountain before, and there was a farmhouse, and his family also had a signature dish, which was the earthen pond pickles made by themselves. I don't know if it was the family that grandpa mentioned."

"so coincidental?"

Fu Yanhan was also a little surprised.

When I took the notebook before, I wanted to see if there were any clues about Jing Nuan's mother in the notebook, but after opening the notebook, I was attracted by Grandpa's beautiful writing, so I slowly read it as a collection of essays.

Unexpectedly, Jing Nuan found something related to the present in it.

"Could it be that the people in that village are all good at pickling this kind of pickled vegetables, which is the specialty of that mountain?"

Fu Yanhan tried another explanation.

"It's also possible. I've never been to that place, and I don't know much about it. It's already a beautiful place now, but it's too far away from the city, and it's not very famous, so few people go there."

"If you like it, we will go again someday."

"En." After exchanging ideas, the two continued to read.

I found that every weekend, my grandfather would go to that mountain for a stroll, and then go to that farmhouse to eat a simple meal, and soon became acquainted with that family.

"Your grandpa really understands life. If it weren't for the fact that there are too many things in the company now, I would also like to be like your grandpa, throwing everything away, eating, drinking and having fun every day, and enjoying the world."

After reading another chapter, Fu Yanhan closed the book and couldn't help feeling emotional.

"But in this book, it seems that only the daily life of grandpa is recorded, and there is not much about family and trivial matters."

Jing Nuan was a little disappointed.

"Your grandfather doesn't want to memorize these trifles, maybe he's trying to escape."

"Escape?" Jing Nuan was a little puzzled.

"His real life is too unsatisfactory. His wife is not what he likes, and it is even a little difficult to deal with. Life is not an interesting thing to support the family and busy with making a living. Therefore, he can only eat one vegetable and one meal. , between a flower and a grass, to regain the joy of life, this diary must have been his safe haven at that time."

(End of this chapter)