-----The always gentle old lady is now no different from a market dominatrix, biting everyone she sees -----
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On the sandalwood table covered with yellow brocade silk, there was a lamp, which reflected the old lady's clear and wise crescent eyes, which looked increasingly sad. The old lady reached out and touched a pair of baby embroidered cloth shoes in her hand, showing her strong longing for her great-grandson.
Her eyes almost looked at the baby's clothes.
Gu Xiyan gave this to her before leaving. She didn't know it was a baby silk at the time. If she had known about it, she would definitely not have let her leave.
She actually didn't even want the baby silk made by herself, which shows that she has completely given up on Che'er.
Originally, she had thought of letting Che'er protect her secretly these days, letting Yan'er rest for a while, and the two of them would be isolated for a period of time, or maybe there would be room for maneuver, but now, alas!
Sighing feebly, the old lady murmured to herself: "Old man, what do you think we should do? A good grandson-in-law was so angry that she left, and the great-grandson who was still expected to be embraced is gone.
These embroidered cloth shoes, embroidered hats, and baby silks make me feel uncomfortable looking at my old body - "
The last words were so choked that Wanyan Che, who was standing outside, felt ashamed and his eagle eyes narrowed. How could that woman be so decisive that she even gave up all the clothes she had sewn for her son?
However, when I thought of her indifferent look at that time, I felt an inexplicable feeling of guilt. I let out a sigh. Wanyan Che shook his head and decided to solve the problem of the old lady not eating first.
He stretched out his palm and pushed the door open, then picked up the tray in Xing'er's hand. Seeing the old lady's lamenting look on her eyes, he moved his eyes to look at the beige silk and cloth shoes in her hand, which were displayed under the dim yellow lamp.
The baby silk gave off a faint light, with a bit of resentment. The general, who had always been vigorous and resolute, suddenly stiffened his face, his eyes trembled, and his heart seemed to be hit by something, making him panic.
He closed the door stiffly and bravely tried to whisper: "Grandma, it's time to eat. Che'er asked the cook to make your favorite mandarin fish and southern apricot chicken soup. Enjoy it while it's hot first!"
Yan Che's deep voice was filled with helplessness and anxiety.
It is said that the elderly are like infants and must not be impatient and need to be coaxed. At this time, the old man lost his temper and refused to eat. General Wanyan was ashamed of his bad behavior.
You know, if this old man's temper gets out of control, he won't let it go until he gets the best out of him.
In the past, when Gu Xiyan was around, this job was left to her. Every time she made a fuss, Xiyan could easily coax the old man into submission and make her smile.
Now, with his wife gone, the old man feeling depressed, Wanyan Che just feels nervous and exhausted.
Sure enough, when the old lady who was seeing things and thinking about people heard her grandson's words, her originally sad crescent eyes suddenly turned sharp. She turned around and glared coldly at her grandson, and said angrily: "Get out, I, Xue Linhua, don't have a grandson like you.
, It’s really a disgrace to the Wanyan family, get out!”
The always gentle old lady was now like a market dominatrix, biting everyone she saw.