His Long Love

"Grandfather." Ji Wanzhou followed Liu's direction and went, "are you satisfied with this granddaughter-in-law?"

Mr. Liu glanced at Ji Wanzhou, and his voice sounded, "do you want to marry me and ask me if I like it?"

Meng Qingge picked her eyebrows. It seems that the venomous tongue of Ji Wanzhou may be inherited from Liu.

I don't know how to answer this sentence.

Meng Qingge looked at the season evening boat eat shriveled appearance, the corner of his mouth slightly curved, really did not see the season evening boat eat shriveled appearance! It seems that ginger is still old and spicy!

But then, Meng Qingge couldn't laugh.

Liu's face showed a smile. "Granddaughter-in-law, when can I hold my grandson?"

The smile on Meng Qingge's face was stiff and stiff, and then a shy smile, "not yet, grandfather."

Mr. Liu's eyebrows wrung, and he glared at Ji Wanzhou in displeasure. He glanced up and down and scolded, "I'm not striving for success!"

Ji Wanzhou's face showed a faint smile, but in his heart, it was bitter and astringent. In his whole life, he was afraid that he could not win.

After scolding Ji Wanzhou, Mr. Liu looked at Meng Qingge again, and a smile appeared on his face, "sun's daughter-in-law is also working hard!"

Meng Qingge's face was even more shameful. Her cheeks were red and her voice was coquettish, "Oh, my grandfather..."

This coquettish voice, only charming but not flattering, with shyness, is all the younger generation in front of the elders and show weakness, let the old man Liu is very popular.

Looking at Meng Qingge's appearance, Mr. Liu was in a good mood and began to laugh, "call my grandfather and call on my grandfather to see more foreigners!"

Meng Qingge looks at Ji Wanzhou. Although Ji Wanzhou can't see now, she doesn't reply immediately. Thinking that she should be waiting for his sign, Ji Wanzhou nods with a smile.

Meng Qingge then began to smile at Mr. Liu, and he called out, "grandfather!"

"Ah Liu Laozi happily should a, this just let go of Meng Qingge, looked to the season evening boat, "heard that you came last night, have what thing to give me?"

"Well, there is something for you." Ji Wanzhou nodded and then said to Meng Qingge, "give the things in your bag to grandfather."

"Oh, good." Meng Qingge said he opened his bag, carefully took out the several pages of writing paper from it, handed his hands to Mr. Liu, "grandfather, give it."

Mr. Liu took over the pieces of paper and gently picked his eyebrows. "What is this?"

"Grandfather saw it for himself." Ji Wanzhou said.

With the light of Meng Qing's song, Ji Wanzhou quickly changed his mouth and called him grandfather Liu instead of grandfather.

When Mr. Liu unfolded the pieces of writing paper, familiar handwriting appeared on the paper. His eyes immediately became red, and his hand holding the writing paper trembled slightly, "it's my juan'er..."

When Meng Qingge saw Liu's appearance, his mood fell.

Ji Wanzhou's heart, why not sad? Just listening to Liu's voice, you can feel how he is feeling now. "This letter was found in Ji minhuai's safe."

When he finished reading the letter, Liu's tears fell on the paper, wet the paper and stained the writing.

Meng Qingge quickly took out a packet of paper towels from the bag, took out a few, and wiped tears and snot for Mr. Liu.

"My poor daughter..." Liu Laozi a wail, can be described as heartbroken, and looked at Ji Wanzhou, "my poor grandson..."

Ji Wanzhou's eyes, also red up, want to hold back tears, but can not help, "grandfather..."

Master Liu scolded, "Ji minhuai that dog! You've hidden your mother's death note

Ji Wanzhou wants to raise his hand to wipe his tears, but he forgets that he can't even lift his hand. His heart is more bitter, "he is afraid that I will get close to you and alienate him."