"...Well, okay." After taking the clothes sent by the servant, Cheng Yinuo went back to his room to try it out, and found that the digits were just right. These should have been sent by grandpa, right?
After washing downstairs, the Cheng family's living habits were quite strict, and everyone had already gotten up during breakfast.
Cheng Yinuo was a little stunned when he saw the whole family, but he quickly realized, "Grandpa is early." As for the one next to him, she didn't know which one was the uncle or which one was the second uncle, so they were all general.
He said, "Everyone is early."
"Are early." Cheng Xianxian walked out of the kitchen, "Nuo Nuo, got up so early? My dad told me not to quarrel with you just now."
Cheng Yinuo smiled embarrassedly on his face, "I wake up at this time."
"Come on, Nuonuo, sit next to my grandfather." Mr. Cheng loved this returned granddaughter very much, and he did not hide his love, but it was so obvious.
Cheng Xianhe and Cheng Xiantao both glanced at their son. Is the grandson not as good as the granddaughter? Why don’t you bastards please your grandfather quickly?
Cheng Lan and Cheng Zi received a reminder from her father and quickly said, "Grandpa, I'll go and serve you porridge."
"I'll get you milk." The two of them were unwilling to fall behind and tried to act like a filial grandson.
Cheng Yinuo looked at them. The two of them were as old as they were, so she really didn't know which one was which one.
"Nuo Nuo, sit down, do you like Chinese or Western breakfast?" Mr. Cheng asked with love, "It's not Japanese, right?"
"I'm not picky about food." Cheng Yinuo smiled slightly and sat down beside Mr. Cheng, "Either Chinese and Western style is OK."
"Not picky about food...Nuo Nuo, you have suffered so many years outside." Thinking that the two grandsons were picky about food and didn't eat a lot of food, Mr. Cheng felt distressed, "Then you eat this crystal dumpling, these are all kitchens.
What I made myself was not delivered by takeout in the restaurant.”
"Thank you, grandpa, you can eat it too." Cheng Yinuo picked up a piece of crystal dumpling for Mr. Cheng and looked at him with a smile.
"This kid... OK, grandpa, I'll eat it." As he said that, Mr. Cheng laughed, as if he enjoyed such a scene of love between grandparents and grandchildren.
But the others were completely ignored.
It’s not that Mr. Cheng doesn’t love these sons and grandchildren, but that their actions over the years have really made his heart feel cold. Although it’s not about being separated from relationships, he also let them fight to the death and die.
"Dad." Cheng Xianhe coughed lightly and took the initiative to find the topic himself, "Nuo Nuo looks like a sister-in-law."
"The eyes are like big brothers." Cheng Xiantao said without being willing to fall behind.
Mr. Cheng was in a good mood. Seeing his two sons looking at their granddaughters, he didn't care about anything with them. He followed their topic and said, "Yes, when I first saw Nuonuo, I thought it was like this. She looked like her.
Her mother's eyes look very much like her father."
"But Dad, there are many people who look like this in this world. Plastic surgery is so popular now..." Cheng Xianhe's wife Miao Qingli said in a low voice.
Hearing this, Cheng Yinuo looked up at her, with a well-maintained face and a good figure. He looked average, but he was very noble.
"Yes. I have been looking for Nuonuo for so many years but there is no news. Suddenly... Dad, I think it's better to test DNA."