Grandpa said he wasn't tempted

Chapter 12 You Are The Young Mistress of Our He Family
Zou Rou kept bringing food to her son with a smile, but Min Xiaolin was the only one who was very interested in her brother's situation in the world.

"Is it still Meng Tingtao and Fang Shuo?"

"It's not them."

"Are punks so ambitious now? A society ruled by law cannot tolerate gangsters." Zou Rou said casually.

Min Huicun: "They don't seem to be building forces to fight, they seem to be looking for something or someone."

Min Jizhang was more or less interested, he snorted and said, "A bunch of little brats, what important things are there to look for?"

Min Huicun shook his head: "Then I don't know, I heard it has something to do with playing cards, it's mysterious."

Since the gods are mysterious, there is nothing to discuss, after all, it has nothing to do with their lives.

Min Jizhang looked at Min Xianning, who had been unknown until now, frowned, and explained the serious matter.

"Mr. He's people have called. From now on, Ningning will go to He's house every weekend."

Min Xiaolin asked first: "Every weekend? What do you do at He's house?"

Min Xianning also raised his head.

"What else can I do? If I want to be a member of the He family in the future, I will naturally let my family teach me the rules. Ningning, did you hear that?"

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Min Xianning actually thought clearly about going to He's house every weekend to report on this matter.

Mr. He's speech was almost like an imperial decree.

If you are in the He family's game, you have to follow their request.

She and He Jin drew a clear line. It was a private agreement. On the surface, she still had to do her fiancee's duty well.

Linnan No. [-] Middle School is closed for a week and a half. This Saturday, there will be half a day of classes.

Min Xianning arranged the He family's itinerary for the afternoon.

After school at noon, she deliberately avoided Xiao Qiuqiu, walked out of the school gate alone, and saw that the He family had sent a car to pick her up.

It is a black Mercedes-Benz seven-seater nanny car, which can sit or lie down, and can also do homework. It fully takes care of the needs of high school students, and the arrangement is very thoughtful.

The driver was a fat, middle-aged man. He was wearing a simple black suit. He stood beside the car, which didn't match the street scene. He was so conspicuous that Min Xianning could spot him at a glance.

She crossed the road, and just as she walked over, the driver bowed and opened the door. When Min Xianning got into the car, he thoughtfully covered her head with his hands.

Then, the car drove away quickly.

At the school gate, Min Xiaolin stamped her feet angrily.

As if unwilling to give up, Min Xiaolin came to ambush, just to see how the famous He family established rules for the future granddaughter-in-law step by step.

But who would have thought that after 10 full minutes of exposure to the sun, this would be the scene.

The He family didn't intend to be mean to Min Xianning at all, but treated him with the utmost courtesy.

It doesn't matter what Min Xianning wants, why?

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Maybe even Min Xianning felt that when he came to the He family, he came to learn the rules.

In fact, how could this be the case.

He Jin was not at home, and Min Xianning accompanied Mr. He to have lunch. During the meal, the two of them did not speak, and after eating, it seemed that he had nothing to say to Min Xianning.

Mr. He went to the sun room to take care of his hydroponic vegetables. Min Xianning didn't dare to wander around, but followed behind, looking at the hale and hearty figure, holding a pair of scissors, and fiddled here and there, very skillfully.

At first glance, it looks like doing it yourself, and you are used to it, and you don't need help.

Min Xianning felt a little redundant, put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform, and just stood there.

When Mr. He was almost done, he turned around and saw that the little girl was sleepy while standing, so she smiled.

"Is it boring?"

Min Xianning cheered up: "No."

Mr. He just washed the handle of the faucet, but he wiped the handkerchief handed over by the housekeeper and returned it.

"Can you play chess?"

Min Xianning shook his head, feeling a bit ashamed, she didn't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

But Mr. He didn't say anything, he sat down at the chess table under the grape arbor at the door, and then asked Min Xianning to sit beside him, and started playing chess against himself.

The right hand is red and the left is black.

The battle was stalemate, and Min Xianning could only watch.

But her mind was not idle, she kept muttering in her heart, come this trip, the He family has nothing to say to her?

People who don't talk always have more profound meanings than those who love to talk.

What's more, the other party is the old man who single-handedly defeated the He family.

Min Xianning was a little impatient and didn't know what kind of medicine the other party was selling in his gourd.

Under bright sunlight, it was the first time that Min Xianning took a close look at him. Mr. He's hair was already grey, and the fine lines on his face showed the vicissitudes of life, but it could also be seen that when he was young, he should have been very handsome.

Now he can be regarded as a grandpa over flowers.

"How much pocket money do you have a month?"

The chess game was almost coming to an end, Mr. He casually came to ask.

"Four hundred."

"Is it enough to spend?"

"enough."

If you don't go shopping in Miao Street or play video games, you can spend a little less.

"Then what are your hobbies?"

"Read a book."

What a hobby of white lotus.

Mr. He raised his head, looked straight at her over his presbyopic glasses, and smiled slyly: "You love reading so much, but it seems that your grades are not very good."

Min Xianning's eyes were clear: "I'm too stupid."

Time paused for a second.

Mr. He dropped the chess piece, clapped his palms and laughed loudly. The more he laughed, the more interesting he became. His voice echoed in the sun room.

"you're too dumb?"

"Hahaha, little fox."

Min Xianning raised two eyebrows, innocent and helpless, with an expression that you can't do anything if you don't believe me.

"Little girl, are you calling me an old fox in your stomach?"

Mr. He squinted, squinting his leopard eyes, with blades at the end of his eyes, as if observing and judging.

Min Xianning responded to the stares without hesitation, the old and the young all suddenly laughed.

In the laughter, the girl's heartiness and crispness, and the old man's majesty and majesty blended together, and even the distance that had been separated for decades was shortened.

Don't pretend to be old and deep with me, and I don't have to pretend to be young and well-behaved.

The old and the young can suddenly talk normally.

"Actually, it's okay to call you over on weekends. It's just my old man who is bored and panicked. I need someone to talk to."

Min Xianning nodded: "If you like me, I'll come here often. Anyway, it's easier and faster than home, and the food is better than home. Don't blame me for always coming to eat."

"You are the young mistress of our He family, who dares to say that you are free to eat?"

Mr. He pretended to be angry, and even the housekeeper who was standing beside him pursed his lips and smiled.

Clenching her fist and putting it to her mouth, Min Xianning cleared her throat, feeling weird—she was a little embarrassed to have been officially certified just like that.

But at this moment, the timing is just right, and she also wants to ask.

"Grandpa He, you've seen me too. In fact, I don't have any advantages. I'm not sweet, I'm not pretty, and my grades aren't very good. Why... Your He family chose me... to be your young mistress."

Mr. He turned his head, met the eyes of the old housekeeper, and after each of them staggered, they all looked at Min Xianning.

"Back then, it was not our He family who chose you, but you who chose He Jin."

(End of this chapter)