Chapter 595 (1/2)

”What to do, what to do? Grandpa certainly doesn't like me. Am I dressed too flashy today? Grandpa doesn't think I'm a good girl? Husband, what should I do? ”

Out of Grandpa Fang Xiaole's room and downstairs, Lin Yao took Fang Xiaole's hand and hurried down the tunnel.

”You're so plain, where are you showy?”

Fang Xiaole looks at Lin Yao. She is wearing a white down jacket, blue jeans and a pair of black Martin shoes. It looks no different from the dress of an ordinary girl.

Probably the only difference is

Lin Yao is a little too beautiful.

Maybe in the old-fashioned grandfather's opinion, too beautiful is not a serious girl?

However, as Fang Shengnan said, they only come back once a year during the Spring Festival and leave one day and one night. Even if grandpa doesn't like Lin Yao, it doesn't actually hinder his relationship with Lin Yao.

At most,

I just can't get the blessing of the oldest elders of the Fang family.

But... Is it really just?

Fang Xiaole sighed. His relationship with his grandfather is like that between his father Fang Guoqing and his grandfather. There seems to be an insurmountable gap between the two generations.

This is not only the generation gap, but also the huge crack left by the quarrel between my father and grandpa.

I'm afraid this huge crack can't be cured by going back to the old house once a year.

In Shuchuan dialect, it means that once the relationship between people is ”hurt”, it is difficult to recover.

”It doesn't matter. Grandpa doesn't like talking all the time. Let's go. I'll take you to see my grandma. Grandma is very nice. She will like you.”

Fang Xiaole pressed down his suffocation and said to Lin Yao with a smile.

”Well, good.”

It seemed that she felt her boyfriend's mood was a little low. Lin Yao showed a bright smile on her face, held his arm and stopped talking about what had just happened.

They got up to the first floor and went in through a side door of the hall. Inside, there was a kitchen with about 30 square meters,

It is still the old-fashioned stove made of cement. Firewood is piled under the corner next to it. Behind the stove is a small pigsty with two pigs in it.

Probably heard people come in and thought they were feeding them. Two big fat pigs ran to the fence and rubbed hard. The pig's nose stretched out through the gap of the fence and made a hum.

”Wow, what a big pig!”

Lin Yao lived in the city since she was a child. She went to school and worked in Kyoto. She rarely went to the countryside. When she saw two fat things, they were almost equal to four or five herself. She couldn't help but exclaim.

”Ha ha, you won't see the pigs raised in the countryside for the first time?”

Fang Xiaole was amused to see her charming expression with open red lips and bright eyes.

Lin Yao nodded shyly, stared at the two big guys, tilted her head and said:

”Such a big pig must be enough for Fangfang to eat ten meals.”

Fang Xiaole was speechless and asked, ”don't you like eating pig hooves, too?”

Lin Yao looked around and whispered, ”I'm fat again recently. I want to lose weight and don't dare to eat.”

”Ha ha ha.”

Fang Xiaole couldn't help laughing, and his depressed mood became cheerful.

At this time, a thin head came out under the stove. Lin Yao was startled, covered her mouth and pressed back her scream.

The man squatting under the stove moved slowly and hard. When she stood up slowly, Lin Yao found that her bent body was less than half a meter higher than the stove.

This is a small, thin old lady.

”Grandma, I'm back.”

Seeing the old lady, Fang Xiaole walked over happily, held her and said:

”Grandma, happy New Year!”

”Here comes Xiaole? Good. ”

The old lady was also very happy. She stretched out her hand to grasp Fang Xiaole's sleeve, but looked at her gray black palm, which had just taken firewood, and her hand retracted again.

But when her hand was half retracted, Fang Xiaole held it directly. Then he turned to Lin Yao and said to the old lady:

”Grandma, she is my girlfriend.”