Fu Shiyan sat next to his grandfather. The old man stared at the girl in fascination and was very satisfied. For him, family background was never the most important thing, but Jiang Shu was well-educated, measured, and sensible. He was very happy that his grandson had such a wife.
Jiang Shu suddenly said: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I've been injured and have no time to see you these days. Don't mind."
Fu Shiyan, who was behind him, suddenly frowned. He didn't expect her to say such a thing.
Grandpa immediately smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I like the gift you sent me very much."
Aunt Liu didn't see it. Jiang Shu's fingers quickly wrapped the dumplings with slight pressure, causing the round dumplings to dent in an arc.
She frowned, gift?
She wasn't stupid. She could guess with just a little thought that this was most likely Fu Shiyan's doing. She did it in a hurry. Was she afraid that grandpa would have objections to her?
Even though everything was just an act, he was always very kind to her.
Fu Shiyan sent gifts in her name and was extremely considerate. In this regard, he has always been delicate and well versed in human feelings.
But it's just to maintain the character...
Jiang Shu continued the mechanical movements of his hands, but his thoughts were not calm.
Thinking of his departure and return today, before today, I would probably be very moved.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Grandpa took the opportunity and sighed: "You were injured that day. You didn't see how anxious I was. I wanted to go to the hospital to find you immediately, but Ayan stopped me and wouldn't let me go..."
Jiang Shu was startled and looked at the man on the sofa, who looked back.
"Grandpa, I'm fine..."
"As long as it's okay." Grandpa glanced at Fu Shiyan, saw that his expression was wrong, and asked in a low voice: "Who are you showing your face to?"
Fu Shiyan frowned, "It's okay."
Grandpa knows him better, and his temperament seems gentle. In fact, when he encounters something he likes, he must keep it as his own no matter what.
.
Autocratic, slightly deformed, is also single-minded.
A little crazy, he thought Jiang Shu could understand.
"in argument?"
There was silence in the air for a second or two. Grandpa understood instantly, and then walked to Jiang Shu, "Why did Ayan hurt you? Tell me, and I will make the decision."
"Nothing grandpa, just a little quarrel." Jiang Shu lowered his head.
Grandpa glared at Fu Shiyan, "Speak for yourself! What did you do? Apologize!"
"Grandpa." He said calmly.
"Grandpa, it's okay, it's my problem." Jiang Shu forced a smile and didn't speak for a long time.
The atmosphere over Fu Shiyan's side was calm and he didn't speak.
Grandpa couldn't say much for a while, so Aunt Liu shook Jiang Shu's hand.
He saw the back of her left hand was red and was surprised: "What's wrong with the hand?"
Jiang Shu came to his senses: "...Oh, it's okay, I've already been given medicine."
Aunt Liu also noticed that she rubbed her repeatedly, feeling distressed and murmuring anxiously: "I always get hurt, how do I explain it to your parents?"
Jiang Shu suddenly felt choked in his heart.
The dumplings are ready and it's almost dark.
The lamps in Ming Yuan are brightly lit.
Jiang Shu and Aunt Liu are both very good at their craftsmanship. Sitting at the dining table, it was a rare feeling that they were together.
Fu Shiyan occasionally picks up vegetables for Jiang Shu and doesn't talk much. I wonder if he did it intentionally to show his grandfather.
Jiang Shu cooperated quite well. In fact, he didn't take a few bites at all. The wound on the back of his hand was a bit itchy. The man sitting next to him had a strong aura and he didn't dare to touch it.
The grandfather observed his words and winked at his grandson. Fu Shiyan saw it, stopped picking up the food for her, and put down his chopsticks: "Are you feeling well?"