My husband is the best in the world

Chapter 852 Can This Man Be Loved?
Will she become the next Yu Wanqing?Who knows?

Uncle likes her body, is this the only advantage she has over Yu Wanqing?

However, Xia Yinian was unwilling to win such a victory.

What good is it to just like the body?Everyone will get old at some point, and the younger generation will follow one after another.

After a few years, my uncle got tired of playing with me, does it mean that I am nothing?
Xia Yinian closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Can this man be loved?
……

When he woke up the next day, Xia Yinian found himself lying comfortably in the main room alone.

She sat up on the bed, and it took her a long time to react.

What about uncle?Aren't they still in the refining room yesterday?

The main house here, how did she come back from there?

There seems to be no doubt about this question, it must be my uncle who brought her back.

But, did my uncle climb the window with her in his arms?He shouldn't just walk over with her in his arms, right?
Thinking of this possibility, Xia Yinian was really anxious.

Don't let grandpa know about the matter, otherwise it will be really troublesome.

She really didn't want to explain, and couldn't explain.

Xia Yinian got out of bed, washed and changed her clothes, and left the room.

Fortunately, when she had breakfast with her grandpa, she didn't notice anything unusual.

However, Grandpa seemed to be a little absent-minded, just a slight feeling, Xia Yinian didn't know if he was thinking too much.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" The two walked outside the Jasmine Grove, and the girl who was walking behind was pushing a wheelchair asked.

"What do Nian Nian think about Grandpa?" The old man responded softly.

"It's fine, I just feel that Grandpa didn't talk that much today, do you miss Grandma again?" Xia Yinian looked at Molilin not far away.

The old man also looked over there and said nothing.

Xia Yinian withdrew his gaze, his gaze fell on the old man in front of him, and he stopped slowly.

She must have said the wrong thing. Grandpa would miss grandma every day. She didn't need to mention it.

One old and one young, one was sitting in a wheelchair and the other was standing. The morning light shot from their right side, pulling out two long figures and sprinkled on the road.

"Nian Nian, go pick some jasmine flowers, and later grandpa will teach you how to make sachets. That is your grandma's favorite fragrance."

The backyard was quiet for a while, and the old man's voice sounded.

"Well, this is my favorite fragrance too." Xia Yinian nodded and pushed his grandfather a few steps forward.

After finding the most suitable place, she stopped.

"Grandpa, I'm going to pick flowers, just wait a while." The girl looked sideways at the old man.

"Yeah." The old man smiled and waved his hands.

Xia Yinian gave the old man a happy smile, then let go of the wheelchair and walked towards Jasmine Forest.

Grandpa really has something on his mind today, but if he doesn't say anything, he can't ask too much, just do something that makes him happy.

Xia Yinian didn't have a basket, but luckily she was wearing a long skirt today, and it was pure white, the color that grandpa liked.

She carefully rolled up the hem of the skirt, and slowly put the good flowers she had collected on the hem of the skirt.

The old man looked there for a moment, and the color in his eyes gradually changed from clear to chaotic, and from chaotic to clear.

The little girl and Jingchu really look alike, her every frown and smile reminds him of his own woman.

(End of this chapter)