Chapter 792
It wasn't until Mrs. Chen's side prepared breakfast and Gu Wanqing, who had cleaned herself up, came out and shouted to the two of them, "It's time to eat."

Only then did the two withdraw their hands, Han Jingchen had a proud expression on his face.

Su Jinsong really didn't expect Xinyan's skill to be so good, so he gave a thumbs up directly: "It's a pity that your skill doesn't make it into the army."

Xinyan was a little embarrassed and said: "It's not as good as what Uncle Su said, that is, in order not to panic when things happen, and to keep fit."

While washing his hands, Han Jingchen said with a smile, "Okay, don't be modest, you have indeed made a lot of progress. If you are really sent to the army, they will definitely grab you."

Gu Wanqing came over at this time, and handed the towel to Han Jingchen: "Girls, let's not suffer that, don't encourage her, go to school well, and work wherever she comes out in the future."

Seeing her father being criticized, Xinyan winked at her father for a long time, but she just didn't help her to speak, when Gu Wanqing wanted to pull her to talk to her, she ran away with a smile: "I'll go see if Grandma Zhang is alright. "

Seeing the situation, Han Jingchen hurriedly said to Gu Wanqing, "Let's go, let's go, let's see what delicious food Mrs. Chen made for us this morning?"

Gu Wanqing wanted to say something else, but Han Jingchen pushed people to the restaurant, so she had to give up.

Grandma Zhang has been recovering well recently. In the past few days, she is fine, and Mrs. Chen will always accompany her around here.

Xinyan helped her out: "Grandma Zhang, after dinner, I'll accompany you out for a walk."

Grandma Zhang smiled and said, "That's a good relationship."

Thinking that he is almost in good health now: "Yanyan, when I go back to school next week, I will go back to the courtyard with you."

Xinyan turned her head and looked over: "Aren't you going to rest for a while?"

Grandma Zhang turned to pat the non-existent soil on the corner of her clothes, and pulled the corner of her clothes again: "I have recovered a long time ago. If your parents hadn't insisted on letting me raise you again, I would have wanted to live in the courtyard with you."

After that, he smiled and said, "The main thing is, I miss your Grandma Tong too."

Xinyan smiled all over her face: "Okay, if you want to go back to the small courtyard, let's go back. Grandma Tong misses you too, and I have asked you many times."

The conversation between the two was overheard by Mrs. Chen who brought breakfast: "Aunt Zhang, if you go back there, I'm afraid it will take a while for me to get used to it. Now there is no one to chat with me."

Grandma Zhang laughed: "I will come back with Yanyan to see you on the weekend."

When Mrs. Chen heard this, she said, "I just believe it, you must come back."

Gu Wanqing and Han Jingchen happened to hear this, and they said in unison: "Aunt Zhang, don't you want to rest for a while longer?"

Grandma Zhang looked at them with a smile: "Go back to the small courtyard, and you can also recuperate."

Seeing that Grandma Zhang had made up her mind, Han Jingchen also knew that she was not as comfortable here as in the courtyard, so she agreed.

Gu Wanqing knew that Grandma Zhang was worried about Xinyan being there alone, since she knew that if it wasn't for Grandma Zhang, Xinyan wouldn't even be able to read books, she really treated Grandma Zhang as her elder.

Therefore, as long as it does not affect Grandma Zhang's body, she is happy.

After dinner, Xinyan received a call from Lin Kaixin: "Hey, Kaixin, you're calling, what's the matter?"

Lin Kaixin looked at the sales data in his hand: "Xinyan, this month's sales data is really exciting."

Xinyan had already guessed it.

After all, there is more than one girl in the girls' dormitory, who bought those styles of clothes in the department store and went back.

(End of this chapter)

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