When Liu Dashan saw Wen Renxuan and the old man scolding him, his head was bloody, but his face turned red, and he looked speechless and aggrieved.
Not only did I feel a little happy to hear it, but at the same time I felt somewhat sympathetic to my father-in-law, whom I had met for the first time.
Previously, because his wife, Wenren Yunshu, had been wronged for so many years for no reason, I actually had no good impression of this father-in-law whom I had never met.
Of course, I can't talk about any great favor now.
I saw him being scolded so badly that I felt some pity for him.
However, senses are senses, and the two cannot be confused.
However, for the sake of the old man and Shu'er, I still have to do some etiquette.
Liu Mingzhi glanced vaguely at Wen Ren Yunshu beside him. He also had a dumbfounded expression when he saw her, and gently tugged on her sleeve.
Wenren Yunshu came back to his senses and instinctively looked at Liu Mingzhi, with a vague sense of doubt in his beautiful eyes.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Wenren Yunshu and winked, then pursed his lips at the old man who had his back turned to them.
Wenren Yunshu immediately understood what her husband meant, nodded her head gently, and walked towards the old man with light steps.
"grandfather."
When the old man heard his granddaughter calling him, the angry expression on his face instantly changed, and he turned to look at Wen Ren Yunshu with a smile.
"Hey, Shu'er."
Wenren Yunshu glanced at his father's aggrieved and depressed face, and with a smile on his face, he pulled Wenrenzheng's sleeves and shook them.
"Grandpa, today is the day for our family reunion, so you should be less angry.
Didn't you always say before that kindness is the most valuable thing?
For Shu'er's sake, please don't be angry."
Hearing Wen Renyunshu's words of advice, Wen Renzheng gently patted the back of his granddaughter's hand and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, grandpa listens to you, don't be angry, grandpa is not angry anymore."
The old man turned around and glared at Wen Renxuanhe with an angry look, then walked to the stone bench next to him and sat down.
"A man who is already several decades old is still not as sensible as his own daughter.
Why are you standing there? Why don't you invite the distinguished guests to take a seat?"
After Wen Renzheng sat down, Wen Ren Yunshu immediately followed him, carrying a pot of tea and pouring a cup of tea.
"Grandpa, have a cup of tea to calm down."
Wen Renxuan patted the footprints on his butt a few times without leaving any trace, and looked at Liu Mingzhi and his daughter with complicated eyes.
Seeing Young Master Liu's indifferent expression, Wen Renxuanhe turned around and gestured.
"Your Majesty, please take a seat."
Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly, smiled and gave him a fist.
"Thank you, father-in-law."
Wen Renxuanhe glanced at his old man and waved his hand hastily.
"Don't dare, don't dare, please, Your Majesty."
Liu Mingzhi walked to the stone table holding an engraved jade fan. He did not choose to sit on the main seat, but sat on the stone bench next to the old man Wen Renzheng.
When Wen Renxuanhe saw this, he was about to say something when he suddenly felt his old man looking at him with a seemingly meaningful look.
After looking at each other for a while, Wen Renxuanhe seemed to understand something, and walked to the main seat with a complicated expression and sat down.
"Shu...Shu'er, please sit down too."
"Shu'er, thank you daddy."
Wenren Yunshu put down the teapot and bowed, turned around and walked towards his mother Liu Yulan.
"Mom, come and sit too."
Liu Yulan nodded with emotion, and walked to the stone bench next to her with her daughter.
"Hey, sit down, let's sit together."
"text."
"Mother."
"Come and give your great-grandfather a present."
"yes."
Liu Zhengwen responded, trotted to Wen Renzheng and knelt down in front of him.
"My son, Liu Zhengwen, pays homage to my great-grandfather. I wish my great-grandfather good health."
After Wen Renxuan and Liu Zhengwen saluted the old man, they paid attention to this little guy for the first time.
Just now, because of his complicated thoughts when he saw his daughter again, he didn't even notice the little guy standing in the corner of the pavilion, who had been silent.
Now that I heard the conversation between Wenren Yunshu and her son, I immediately knew the identity of this little guy.
This...this child is his grandson?
You have a grandson? You have a grandson?
For a moment, Wen Renxuanhe looked at Liu Zhengwen with eyes that were both excited and complicated.
Not sure what he was thinking of, he glanced at his daughter sitting diagonally opposite.
There was a strong sense of self-blame in his eyes.
Wen Renzheng put down the tea cup, with a spring-like smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to help the little guy up.
"Good boy, get up quickly."
"Thank you, Grandpa."
"Text, how about it, do you still remember your great-grandfather?
Your great-grandfather hugged you many times when you were a child!
You were so naughty at that time, you grabbed my great-grandfather by the beard and refused to let go."
Liu Zhengwen looked up at the old man, scratching his ears with his hand with a little tangled face, first nodded, and then shook his head.
"I seem to remember, but I also seem not to remember.
Grandpa, if you don’t remember the text, you won’t be angry, right?”
Seeing the little guy's nervous expression, the old man laughed and shook his head. He raised his thin palm and stroked Liu Zhengwen's head.
"Hahaha, if you're not angry, of course you're not angry.
You were still a child at that time, so it's normal for you not to remember what your great-grandfather looked like.
It doesn't matter if you don't remember what your great-grandpa looked like when you were a child, as long as you can remember what your great-grandpa looked like in the future.
Otherwise, grandpa will be angry."
The little guy grinned, grabbed the old man's finger and nodded vigorously.
"Yes, yes, yes, I understand. From now on, Zhengwen will always remember my great-grandpa."
"Okay, okay, let's make an agreement and pull the hook."
Liu Zhengwen looked at the old man's kind smile, smiled and raised his little finger.
"Okay, pull the hook."
"Hang yourself with a hook and it won't change for a hundred years."
"Hang yourself with a hook and it won't change for a hundred years."
The old man, who was already over ninety years old, was like a child at this time, seriously doing things that only children would do with Liu Zhengwen.
Old kid, old kid.
It probably describes the old man.
The old man looked at Liu Zhengwen happily, pressed the little guy's shoulder and gestured to Wen Renxuanhe who was sitting on the main seat.
"Good boy, go and meet your heartless bastard grandpa."
To be continued...