"Cough..." Lao Zhang was frightened by their young master's words. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Although he knows that the nursery rhyme calls Xiaobao his son, it's easy to cause unnecessary misunderstanding when their young master speaks like this, okay?

Sure enough, as soon as master Feng heard this, he exploded: "great grandson? Whose great grandson? What great grandson?"

Xiao Yijin did not change her face: "of course, it's your great grandson. We're coming soon."

The nursery rhyme was surprised and shouted directly at Xiao Yijin's mobile phone: "Grandpa, don't listen to his nonsense, it's not like this!"

However, the phone has hung up, and Mr. Feng didn't hear the nursery rhyme at all.

Looking at the fox like smile on someone's face, the nursery rhyme wanted to beat people: "Xiao Yijin, do you know that it's easy for grandpa to misunderstand?"

Something happened, but Xiao didn't realize his mistake: "Xiaobao is your son, right?"

The nursery rhyme nodded, "that's right."

Xiao Yijin: "isn't your son the great grandson of the old man? Did I say something wrong?"

Nursery rhyme: "

There is no logical problem, but the great grandson understood by master Feng must not be the dog in her arms.

Xiao succeeded in his prank and didn't smell danger at all.

Until the car drove all the way to the old man's house.

After getting out of the car, Xiao Yijin couldn't hang the smile on her face.

Because the old man stood on the stairs in front of his house, clutching a crutch, even if his face was very black. Behind him stood a tall man.

Hello, Hello, hello.

This situation seems a little different from what he imagined.

After silently swallowing his saliva, Xiao Yijin weakly greeted master Feng: "Grandpa Feng, good evening."

"Somebody, surround him for me!" the old man ordered. The men behind him immediately surrounded Xiao Yijin, and their expression looked very serious.

Xiao Yijin looked confused and forced. He... He didn't seem to have committed a crime, did he?

What's the man doing?

The nursery rhyme also looked confused at the beginning, but after seeing the old man silently take out a piece of paper, she immediately smiled.

Once before, when she saw grandpa writing brush words in his study, she ran over and saw him write a lot of things on the paper that her future husband needs to do, that is, the paper in Grandpa's hand now.

Standing on the stairs, the old man took out a long piece of paper and glanced at the words on the paper. He glared at Xiao Yijin angrily and said angrily: "Xiao family boy! I'm not very satisfied with you, old man, but now rumor has your child in his stomach. I won't argue with you for the moment. I say how did Xiao Yao educate you? Ah? My rumor is only 18 years old and still a child! You... You... You..."

After you've been for a long time, Mr. Feng is a little dizzy: "you'd better be a burden to my Feng family! I will never agree with the rumor to marry out!"

A burden?

Xiao Yijin did not hesitate: "I agree."

"I don't agree!" the nursery rhyme really didn't expect the old man to come up with such a way. She quickly got out of the car, went to the old man and held him: "Grandpa, don't get angry. I don't have children in my stomach. He's just talking nonsense."

"Ah? No children?" master Feng was stunned at first, and then looked at Xiao Yijin. Xiao felt a little cold on his back. It was never his intention to develop like this.

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