Qin Yiren was silent for a moment, recalling the communication between herself and Mrs. Bo, and said nervously: "Basically... I did this too."

"You have done everything you can do. If grandma is still unsatisfied, it is her fault, not you."

Bo Jiu patted her shoulder and smiled slightly and said, "Fortunately, the old man and I are not as stubborn as grandma. After that, we try not to let you meet grandma, and things can always be solved..."

Not finished speaking.

The servant knocked on the door: "Miss, the old lady is here with Miss Song."

"...Ha?" Bojiu jumped up from the sofa and said with an awkward expression: "Oh no, oh no, it seems that the old man and I slipped away from the family dinner in advance, and the old lady came to us to question us."

Qin Yiren smiled bitterly: "Then, what should I do now?"

"Don't panic, sister, I will protect you!"

Bo Jiu patted her chest and made a promise, and took her quietly to the railings of the corridor, leaned down and looked down.

Now.

Bo Jingxing and Mrs. Bo met him face to face. He was listening to the old lady's speech helplessly. Song Keke carefully reconciled in the middle, trying to relieve the old lady's anger.

However.

The effect is minimal.

The old lady seemed to have just come back from the family dinner, and she was holding a red sandalwood crutch in her hand, knocking heavily on the floor, and said unhappily:

"Jingxing, Jingxing, I think you are really fascinated by that vixen. Your father's unrestrained son and Jiuer are not right. They just slipped away from the family dinner. How do others talk about our family after seeing it?

?”

Bo Jingxing stepped forward and held the old lady's arm, helped her sit down on the sofa, and said patiently: "You said it was a family dinner, and everyone present had the surname Bo. When would anyone talk about us?"

"Hmph, you think about people better, but in fact it is definitely not as simple as you think!"

The old lady sat down on the sofa with anger, looking at the empty hall with a bad look, "Where is that little girl? Call her out, I want to ask her if she deliberately called you away from the family dinner. Do you want to

Demonstrate with me, the old lady?"

upstairs.

Qin Yiren, who was named, was very sad. She looked at Bojiu with innocent face, and her little head was shaking like a rattle, indicating that she had no such scheming at all.

Bo Jiu looked at her with pity and understood that what she was saying was the truth, but it was a pity that the old lady believed it or not.

downstairs.

Bo Jingxing rubbed his forehead with headache and said with a gentle voice: "Grandma, you know that I have never liked occasions like family dinners. Yiren has no intention of disrespecting you, and he has no intention of using me to demonstrate to you. I am

I want to come back to see her."

"You think you? I think it's her that makes you think so?"

Mrs. Bo was furious and did not rub the sand in her eyes at all. Lao Cheng ordered steadily: "Call her out for me, why are you afraid that my grandma will eat her?"

Bo Jingxing pondered for a moment and slowly shook his head: "You can't eat her, but Yiren is soft-hearted, I'm afraid you will scare her."

"Listen! Listen to what you said!"

Mrs. Bo glared at her eyes and said bluntly: "You brought back such a girl, and there is no advantage except to coax you around. I don't think you scared me. You are afraid that the old lady will scare her.

?”

I heard the old lady’s evaluation of herself with my own ears.

Qin Yiren lowered her eyes and pursed her lips a little embarrassedly.

Although she didn't have time to prepare in advance at that time, as Bo Jiu said, she had already tried her best when she dealt with the old lady alone.

But after all, she was not from a noble family like the Bo family. Even if she was too careful, she might not be considerate enough in etiquette and could not see Mrs. Bo's eyes. This is impossible.

Bo Jiu sighed and was shocked, "Xiaoqian, don't listen to the old lady's high standards. She now recognizes Ke Ke as her granddaughter-in-law. Even if she invites a princess back from the Qing Dynasty, she will still dislike her old age."

Qin Yiren smiled heavily, looked at the tense atmosphere in the hall, and asked hesitantly: "Can Jingxing handle it? Why don't I go down and meet the old lady?"

"No, no, I advise you not."

Bo Jiu grabbed her and lowered her voice and continued, "You think, Jing Xing is the only grandson in the Bo family. What can grandma do to him? She is just a few words to scold him. She is a boy, she is very thick-skinned.

, don't care."

Qin Yiren wanted to speak but stopped. She couldn't bear to let Bo Jingxing face the old lady's scolding alone, but she was really afraid of the old lady, so she had to stand in front of the railing and look down secretly.

Just like Bo Jiu's plan, Bo Jingxing didn't want her to show up.

Forcibly ignoring the old lady's request, he said gentlely: "Grandma, Yiren came from Jianghai to the capital to meet your old man. It has been very hard along the way. You excluded her from the family dinner. Now she has rested.

Let's talk about it another day, okay?"

"Rest? Now?" Old Lady Bo knocked on the crutch again and said angrily: "It's nothing big or small. I, the old lady, haven't rested yet. Is it my turn to rest? Look, that girl is just intentional.

Pretending to be weak makes you, the heartless person, feel sorry for her!”

"Grandma, you are in poor health, don't get angry."

Song Keke stood by nervously and asked the servant to pour water quickly: "Brother Jingxing, you should say less. Since grandma wants to see Miss Qin, let her meet. Do you really want to make grandma come out in a hurry.

Are you sick?”

It seems to be in line with Song Keke's words.

Mrs. Bo leaned weakly on the sofa, raised her hand and patted her chest lightly and hard, no longer looking as if she had just become full of energy.

Bo Jingxing: "..."

Even though he knew that his grandmother was acting, he was difficult to expose as a junior, and even had to cooperate with him to ask about his well-being. It was really difficult.

Take the water cup sent by the servant.

Bo Jingxing personally served Mrs. Bo and took a few pills, and explained respectfully: "Grandma, I really like Yiren, please understand my feelings."

"I understand your mood, who will understand my mood?"

Mrs. Bo sighed quietly and suddenly changed the style: "Your grandpa died early. I have worked hard to raise your father. Finally, I saw him marry and have children. His wife is a short-lived person. Now you have to get married.

If you give birth to a child, you are unwilling to listen to grandma. What's the point of being alive?"

No one can withstand this series of filial piety.

I hid and heard this, Bo Jiu felt sad. I looked around for a moment but didn't see the old man coming. I thought that ginger was still so spicy, but Jingxing didn't slip away, it was so miserable!
Chapter completed!