Shangshu Ye sighed helplessly: "Okay, just take a few sips, okay?"

Lu Ziqin shook his head and did not compromise. "No, my grandmother said that she would finish drinking."

Shangshu Ye stretched out three fingers and said, "Three mouths, then three mouths, okay? No more."

Lu Ziqin didn't reply and continued to laugh.

Shangshu Ye pointed at Lu Ziqin with his finger and said weakly: "Boy, just listen to your grandmother's words. You don't listen to me, right?"

Lu Ziqin replied with a smile: "You are so noble that you forget everything! In our family, my grandmother is the oldest. Isn't it the teaching you taught by your old man to drum and bells in the morning and to express your life? We are the juniors, but we are very obedient!"

Shangshu Ye looked at Lu Ziqin, after a while, he said, "Oh, I'm old, I don't remember what I say. It's really boring and I really don't want to eat it!"

Lu Ziqin coaxed her gentle words: "Well, grandson knows. But if my grandfather didn't drink this bowl of rice and oil, my grandmother would cry."

Ye Shangshu smiled helplessly with his bitter face, and he moved his hand back and let himself sit up.

Lu Ziqin put down his bowl and went forward to help, serving Ye Shangshu.

Ye Shangshu slowed down and said, "You little brat, you know how to control me. Forget it, bring it, I drink it."

Lu Ziqin picked up the bowl and said, "Give you grandson."

Ye Shangshu waved his hand, "No, just give me the bowl. The old lady has to hold her breath and drink it all in one gulp. I feed it one by one. I feel nauseous and want to vomit."

After hearing this, Lu Ziqin handed the bowl to Ye Shangshu as he said.

Ye Shangshu was indeed holding his energy and drank all the rice and oil in the bowl in one breath.

Then he handed the bowl to Lu Ziqin and gasped, "Are you satisfied now?"

Lu Ziqin took the bowl and praised with a smile: "Well, what can I do if I can't do it when I pamper my wife like a demon? What's the point of drinking a bowl of rice and oil! Right?"

Shangshu Ye glanced at Lu Ziqin and said, "You boy, you dare to joke with me, are you afraid you are itchy?"

Lu Ziqin sneered, put the bowl back on the table, sat back on the chair, reached out and held Ye Shangshu's hand, gently pinched his thin fingers, and choked: "Tell me, you have only been out for half a year, and you have made yourself look like this. What did you ask your grandson to say hello?"

Ye Shangshu held Lu Ziqin's hand in his back hand, and smiled and comforted: "Don't be sad either. Who can escape from birth, old age, sickness and death?

I am worried that I won’t see you before leaving, but now you are rushing back. Even if I leave now, I will have no regrets.”

Lu Ziqin shook his head sadly, "Bao, maternal grandfather, don't talk nonsense. You are only seventy-one years old and young. You promised your grandson that you will live a hundred years old."

Seeing that Lu Ziqin's eyes were red, Ye felt sad and said with a smile, "I also said that you are smart, but you are actually unreasonable."

Life is rare in seventy years old. I am one of seventy years old and I can leave even if I leave. There is nothing to regret.”

Lu Ziqin said without hesitation: "You should not talk nonsense if you say anything. You always keep your word and live a hundred years of life."

Shangshu Ye looked at his stubborn grandson and said helplessly: "Why are you as unreasonable as your grandmother?

Don’t cry, okay, you will depend on you, live a long life. I am really afraid of you, how old is you?

The young man is crying, what do you think?

Aren’t you a cold nobleman in the capital? You don’t look like a nobleman, but you look like a little crybag.”
Chapter completed!