Bodyguard of the Goddess

Lin Huayin is a well-recognized iceberg woman. Not to mention the company, even if she is with her parents, she has never given a good face, including the hot-spotted cold-sucked leaves in the doorway. As if in this world, it is impossible for someone to let her smile.

But at this moment, when Xiao Zheng slowly came to the restaurant, Lin Zhuyin actually smiled and held the hand of the white-haired old man, urging a stubborn white-haired old man. It’s creepy.

Xiao Zheng used his **** to know who the white-haired old man was, but as a guest, he was inconvenient to say hello at the moment, but he and Ye Zanghua stood by and watched the deaf people's efforts. The kitchen next to it is held by a young and beautiful woman. Even the cook is just aside, it seems that the feast tonight is all done by a woman alone.

In the eyes of Xiao Zheng, I saw the woman in the kitchen, and it was the black-framed girl who was teased by the company. At the moment, she is dressed in a home furnishing suit, and her body is filled with virtuous vigour and amiable.

"Grandfather. I am not coming back." Lin said with a smile. "Is it difficult for you to be angry with me forever?"

"How long can I live?" The white-haired old man snorted and dissatisfied. "It’s been a few years since you were angry."

"Nonsense." Lin painted the face of a sinking, cold and said. "If you make a temper, you don't have to take a shot."

Sure enough, this is the nature of Lin's paintings. Even if it is installed for a while, it will definitely not last a lifetime. This is not, only a few minutes, she will return to the original appearance, a cold face screaming at the elderly. Absurdity.

The white-haired old man was angry with Lin’s paintings. He was busy and persuaded to persuade him: “Painting, my grandfather is joking with you. Don’t be serious.”

Lin's painting sounded faintly: "I am not as stingy as you are."

"Uh-huh," Ye Gong smiled and nodded, and he fell his eyes on Xiao Zheng’s face and recruited him. "Young man, come and sit."

"Hey." Xiao Zheng hurried forward, sitting in the chair designated by the old man, and then quickly took out the gift in his pocket and handed it to Ye Gongdao. "Gifts for you."

"Thank you." Ye Gong was pleased to accept it, and he did not ask for a pack of cigarettes like many elderly people. "Put it?"

"Pull." Xiao Zheng nodded honestly.

Ye Gong handed Xiao Zheng a one, and gave him another one. He waved his hand and said, "I am doing something? Go in and help."

"Well." Ye Zanghua sneaked into the kitchen, no resistance. It is clear that there is awe in the elderly.

Lin Linyin did not idle, got up and took some fruit, ready to be a fruit bowl. In this way, only the old one is left on the table, and the two men sit face to face.

Xiao Zheng can see that in this family, in addition to Lin Diansheng and the old man's face, the fear of other people is all the same. Even if the leaves are swaying outside and arbitrarily arrogant, they can return home, and he would like to be like a grandson.

Xiao Zheng is also quite a person to eat dishes, silently exhausted a cigarette, he is silent, very subtle.

“Which Yanjing’s climate can get used to it?” The old man’s exhaustion was not slow, and Xiao Zheng smoked a cigarette in a few mouthfuls, but he only smoked half a cigarette. On the one hand, the old man handed Xiao Zheng a cigarette.

"Can." Xiao Zheng nodded guiltyly, and added another sentence. "It’s a big fog."

"In a few years, Pearl will become like this." The old man smiled. "If you want to live in a good environment, you have to move to the country."

Xiao Zheng smiled and said: "Yes."

After all, it is an 80-year-old man. Xiao Zheng is not afraid to be too arrogant. He even speaks very cautiously.

"Is there a little half a year with the sound of the painting?" Although the old man did not deliberately put on the posture of the elders, he could sneak into the majestic atmosphere that he inadvertently revealed, but Xiao Zheng clearly knew that even if the old man was subtle, he would be amiable. For him, it is also full of inexplicable pressure.

"Yeah." Xiao Zheng nodded. "More than four months."

"Maybe many people think that my granddaughter is not easy to get along with, and has a strong temper, but since you can get along with her for so long, should you know her as a person?" asked the old man with a smile.

"The sound is very good. It is also very good for me. It is just not good expression." Xiao Zheng said.

"This is a common problem of our old Ye family. Her mother, she is jealous, including me, not good at expressing." The old man smiled. "You have to bear more."

"Nothing is ok." Xiao Zheng said with a sweaty head.

The old man saw Xiaozheng’s face full of sincerity and fear. He couldn’t help but express his gratified gaze. He said with a smile: “I am such a granddaughter. I have never planned to give love to other grandchildren in this life. So I have been thinking, my granddaughter will give What kind of granddaughter I am looking for, now I see it, yes, I like you very much."

Xiao Zheng was shocked and said: "Thank you."

"Grandfather, don't spoil him." Lin said in the distance. "He can't help but praise this person."

"Good is good, bad is not good. The grandfather does not spend his eyes, and points out good or bad." Ye Gong smiled and handed Xiao Zheng a flue. “What are your plans for the future?”

Xiao Zheng heard the words and couldn’t help but smile: "I am now the deputy captain of the security department in the company."

"Yeah. The position is very good." Ye Gong nodded and said slowly. "I was a farmer when you were young."

"Farmers are the driving force behind social progress." Xiao Zheng said.

"I don't even believe this, do you believe?" Ye Gong looked at Xiao Zheng with a smile and smiled.

"" Xiao Zheng said quite awkwardly. "Labor is definitely not a bad thing."

"That is." Ye Gong said with a smile. "Who is the fistula, can survive in society, relying on a pair of hands. The biggest function of the hand is labor."

Xiao Zheng nodded, and he couldn't understand Ye Gong's subtext.

"Azhen. What do you think of our family?" Ye Gong said with a smile. The eyes are full of deep meaning.

"Good." Xiao Zheng is a word.

"Where is it?" Ye Gong laughed.

"Everything is fine." Xiao Zheng is vague.

"I don't see anything bad." Ye Gong said without warning. The taste that can't be said on the face.

""

Xiao Zheng is stunned.

He feels that he has a strong generation gap with the elderly, and he is not on a channel. So tired.

"First talk about my niece, that is, the wife of your mother. I was a monk when I was a young man, and gave such a big mess to her brother. Then my son, who has no interest, graduated from high school and went to do business. The money at home, no matter whether there is no shortage of people at home, has not done anything for 20 years. In the end, I went back to my home. Then I said the little wife I asked him. People are good, smart and capable, usually I am also filial. I just listened to the words that are not filial. I said everything, I was obedient and obedient, and my son was alive and sick." The old man said faintly, his heart was long.

"Is the sound finally good?" Xiao Zheng said with trepidation.

"She?" The old man bit his teeth and cut his teeth. "She hasn't been to the house for three years. Where is it?"