Chapter 1669 Grandma's Doubts

"Why did you call me so early in the morning?"

The old man was also a little surprised.

As far as she could remember, if she remembered correctly, her grandson had never called her at such an early hour.

"grandmother."

The young man grinned, "I thought you couldn't hear this call."

The young man quickly climbed up to the third floor and was about to knock on the door, but found it was ajar.

He knew that this was the door the old man had left open for him.

He pushed open the door.

It's no surprise that no one was seen in the living room.

He walked towards the balcony as if he knew the way there.

Sure enough, the old man was watering the flowers with a kettle, and from time to time he carefully fiddled with the petals and leaves with his hands.

His expression was gentle and there was a smile on his lips.

"grandmother."

The young man spoke up.

"Xiao Yi."

The old man turned around, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothed out. "We're here so soon."

"Did you eat breakfast?"

The old man put down the kettle and walked towards the young man.

"have eaten."

The young man nodded.

"Then have a bowl of mung bean soup."

The old man smiled and said, "You came at the right time today."

"Grandma just cooked the mung bean soup yesterday."

"Grandma also made mung bean cakes."

"Eat some."

"Grandma made the mung bean cake very well this time."

The old man talked on and on.

When she received a call from her grandson, she put mung bean soup on the dining table.

There is also a large plate of mung bean cake.

Boys have big appetites.

Seeing that the old woman had already reached out to serve him mung bean soup, the young man smiled bitterly, "Grandma."

He hadn't had a chance to say a word since he entered the room.

Except for the word "Grandma."

"Ok?"

The old man handed the young man a bowl of mung bean soup and said with a smile, "Here."

"Be careful not to spill it."

"Hey."

The young man held the bowl carefully with both hands.

Then don't serve so much.

He lowered his head and took a big sip of mung bean soup.

His facial expression was relaxed.

Seeing this, the old man smiled deeply, "Is it delicious?"

"Ah."

The young man nodded.

Icy and sweet.

Drinking a bowl of it in the hot summer will make you feel refreshed both physically and mentally.

He didn't even need a spoon and finished a bowl of mung bean soup in no time.

"Drink slowly."

The old man smiled and shook his head, "Be careful not to choke."

"anything else?"

"Grandma will give you another bowl."

"want."

The young man responded subconsciously.

Then he remembered the purpose of coming here and hurriedly said, "Grandma-"

"Try the mung bean cake too."

The old man was serving the mung bean cakes skillfully while reminding the young man.

"Ah, oh."

The young man held a piece of mung bean cake in his hand.

Then, he smiled bitterly, "Grandma."

"Ok?"

Seeing the young man holding the mung bean cake in his hand, the old man placed a bowl full of mung bean soup on the table in front of the young man.

"what's up?"

"Eat."

Seeing that the young man was just holding the mung bean cake but didn't seem to be eating it, the old man urged him.

The young man looked at the mung bean cake and then looked at the old man who was looking expectant.

"No~"

He took a big bite of the mung bean cake.

The rich and refreshing aroma of mung beans spreads in your mouth.

Sweet but not greasy, it melts in your mouth. Grandma's skill in making mung bean cake is as good as ever.

No, it seems to have gone to a higher level?
The young man wasn't so sure.

"Is it tasty?"

The old man asked with a smile.

"good to eat."

The young man ate the remaining mung bean cake in his hand in one bite, and his voice became a little unclear, "Grandma's mung bean cake is the best."

The old woman smiled and said, "You kid, you only know how to say nice things to make grandma happy."

"Where is it?"

The young man protested his injustice, "I was telling the truth."

The old man smiled even more happily.

"Go ahead."

"what?"

The old man's sudden words startled the young man.

He didn't respond.

"You came here so early, you must have something to tell grandma, right?"

The old woman was also somewhat curious about what the young man was going to say to her.

The young man blinked and smiled helplessly, "Grandma, you know."

If you knew that, you would have let him eat this and that.

He never found the opportunity to speak out his problem.

"I don't think you're in a hurry."

The old man's eyebrows curved, "If it's not urgent, wouldn't it be better to eat first?"

".I'm in a hurry."

The young man muttered something under his breath.

But he had no intention of arguing with his grandmother about this issue.

"grandmother."

He took off the backpack he was carrying on his back.

He carefully took out a long box from the unzipped backpack.

The old man opened his eyes wide with curiosity.

The young man's cautious look also made the old man look more serious.

The young man took out the scroll.

The old man was stunned. This is
The young man looked at the dining table and frowned slightly, "Grandma, let's go to Grandpa's studio."

My grandfather loved painting during his lifetime. He didn't have the conditions to do so in the first half of his life, so when he was about to retire, he partitioned off half of my father's bedroom to make a studio.

By that time, my father had already moved out.

I go home to visit my grandparents once every ten days or half a month.

When my father saw his shrunken bedroom for the first time after returning, he was stunned for a long time.

Then he joked that in his grandfather's heart, he was not as good as the painting.

Every time he hears his father talk about this, he laughs for a long time.

He also "complained" to his grandfather.

Grandpa couldn't help laughing.

He also told him that if his grandmother hadn't stopped him, he would have wanted to convert his father's entire bedroom into a painting studio.

As a result, I was scolded by my grandmother.

Where will the children sleep when they come back home?

Doesn't he want the child to come back?

He didn't dare say it in front of his grandmother. In his opinion, she was not a girl, so couldn't she just sleep on the floor?
When the young man heard this, he laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

He gave his grandfather a thumbs up.

Grandpa is awesome.

Grandpa is indeed Dad’s biological father.

Haha.

"okay."

The old man nodded.

The two walked into the studio.

Even though the owner of the studio is no longer around, there is not a speck of dust in the studio.

It seemed that in the next second, the owner of the studio would appear behind the drawing table and spread out the drawing paper.
The young man was stunned for a moment, then carefully spread out the scroll on the drawing table.

"this painting"

The old man recognized it quickly, "Isn't that the painting your grandfather gave you?"

The old man looked somewhat emotional.

"This is your grandfather's favorite painting."

"Yes, Not Bad."

The old man looked at the painting carefully. "It's exactly the same as when your grandfather gave it to you. There's no damage."

"Grandma, am I such an unreliable person?"

The young man couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Grandpa gave me such an important painting, of course I will take good care of it."

The old man laughed.

"Your grandfather will be very happy."

Then the old man frowned, his face full of confusion, "Then why did you take this painting?"

“Nothing happened to this painting.”

　ps: Thank you Cangqiong Qianjue for the reward~(*︶*)!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)