She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 479

There was a bit of a traffic jam on the road. After walking for a while and stopping for a while, it was already an hour later when we arrived at Mr. Jing's place.

The rain was not as heavy as before, it was pattering, but it was still cold when it hit the face.

When Lin Qingyou got out of the car, she was sneezed by the wind. Jing Xing held an umbrella in one hand and covered her with a coat in the other: "Put this on."

"Oh." Lin Qingyou nodded obediently.

Entering the corridor in the front yard, Jing Xing put down the umbrella, pinched the sleeve of her coat, and straightened her clothes: "Raise your arms."

Lin Qingyou obeyed obediently.

"Grandpa?" After putting on his coat, Jing Xing raised his voice and shouted inside.

He had talked to Grandpa Jing on the phone in advance, but because of the rain, there was a traffic jam on the road, which delayed a little time.

Mr. Jing thought he had forgotten about it.

Hearing the shout, Mr. Jing responded from the room full of anger, and quickly walked out of the room with brisk strides, the wrinkles on his face smiling into a bright sunflower: "Oh, my pomelo pomelo Are you here?"

"?" Jing Xing's footsteps paused slightly, and the expression on his face became subtle.

What is me, home, pomelo, pomelo?

my home?

my home? ? ?

Before Jing Xing could taste the meaning contained in the name "my pomelo", he saw Mr. Jing walking towards him quickly.

Mr. Jing walked with the wind, and directly stepped up three flights of steps. He was clearly walking here from the corridor, but he walked out of the posture of the Olympic [-]-meter hurdles abruptly.

"..." Jing Xing looked terrified, afraid that he would bump into him, subconsciously reached out to catch him, "Grandpa, can you walk more carefully?"

At such an old age, I still dare to cross three steps in one step. What if I fall down?
But before Jing Xing could finish his sentence, he saw that his dear grandfather directly ignored the hand he extended to help him, and walked towards the glutinous rice dumpling behind him with a smile on his face.

"..."

Jing Xing's outstretched hand hung in mid-air without embarrassment.

No one talked to him, his grandpa just wanted to talk to him about his little glutinous rice dumplings.

Grandpa Jing carefully looked at his Youyou's small face, and kept muttering: "Oh, I've lost weight, why did my Youyou lose so much weight? Tell Grandpa, is it possible that you won't be allowed to eat?"

Jing Xing, who was shot innocently: "?"

No, when did he stop letting her eat?
Looking at the small face as big as a palm, Mr. Jing felt very distressed, and pulled her towards the dining table: "Oh, look, this little face is thin, it's not even half the size of my hand, it's too thin .”

People of the older generation have always fed their children like piglets. They are not afraid that the children will be full, but they are afraid that the children will not be full.

For details, you can refer to the puppies raised by grandparents on the Internet, and the puppies raised by young people. The size can be seen at a glance.

"When the boy Cheng Xu came over to play, I heard him say that boys like to make their girlfriends lose weight. Youyou, tell grandpa honestly, are you saying the same about you?"

"..."

Jing Xing, who was innocently shot again, tried to defend himself: "No, Grandpa, I never said that, when will I—"

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again by his dear grandpa.

"Yuyou, don't listen to what you say, why lose weight? Girls are healthy when they are white and fat. You listen to grandpa, the body is the capital of the revolution. If you are too thin, it is not good for the body. OK."

Jing Xing reluctantly opened his mouth again: "Grandpa—"

He went around in front of old man Jing, reached out and grabbed his wrist, trying to make him hear what he was about to say.

"Grandpa, I think I need to declare that I didn't let her—"

Before Jing Xing could finish his words, Old Master Jing pushed his hand away without any regard for the friendship between his grandparents and grandchildren, then put on a stiff face, and said with an unhappy face: "Can you stop talking to me? ?”

Jing Xing: "???"

Mr. Jing stared at his grandson with beard and beard, wondering, "What's the matter with you? How can someone who talks so little usually keep talking?"

Jing Xing: "..."

Suddenly I don't know what to say.

Pulling Lin Qingyou's arm and walking inside, Mr. Jing waved his hand at his grandson again as if to repel flies, his tone sounded a little impatient: "Didn't you see that I was chatting with my girl? You Hurry up, stay wherever it's cool, and don't bother me."

Jing Xing: "...Okay."

Come on, suddenly become a crying fool.

Not staying here for long, after lunch, Lin Qingyou teased the parrot for a while, and then was dragged downstairs by Jing Xing.

On the way, he was successfully amputated by Grandpa Jing again.

"Youyou, let's go now, don't you stay any longer?"

"Jing Xing said, I'm going to pick up Cheng Xu later, and Jing Xing and I will come to see you another day."

"Oh, it's okay, it doesn't matter whether you come or not, as long as you remember to come, grandpa will cook delicious food for you."

"..."

Jing Xing leaned against the car door, watching his dear grandfather's farewell drama with a blank expression.

During this period, listening to his grandfather's sincere heart to protect the calf, Jing Xing once suspected that he picked it up from the garbage dump, and that the little glutinous rice dumpling was his grandfather's biological granddaughter.

This farewell drama lasted for half an hour. Jing Xing looked at the time displayed on the watch frequently, and finally couldn't help it anymore. He picked up the small glutinous rice dumpling and stuffed it into the car, and also followed Yan Yanshi He actually closed the car window, stepped on the accelerator for the last time, started the car, and successfully left behind his grandfather's sentence "If you bully you, call and tell grandpa, grandpa will beat him himself" .

The rain has not stopped, but it is much smaller than in the morning. The air has always been filled with the smell of damp water vapor. Blossoming water flowers.

The rhythm of the music in the car was soothing and peaceful. Accompanied by the slight rain outside the window, Lin Qingyou felt a little sleepy. She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, then yawned sleepily.

No, if you continue listening, she must fall asleep.

Squinting her eyes and straightening her waist, Lin Qingyou yawned again, and then decisively changed the song.

The car was quiet for two seconds, and soon a heart-piercing "I want to love you" came out of the car stereo, it seemed that the stereo sound effect was turned on, and the music that soared into the sky broke through the speakers, It is played in a 360-degree loop in the car.

(End of this chapter)