Ling Xiaoxiao has adapted to how strong Jiang Zizhuo's family is, so at this time, just listening to the old man explaining the precautions to Jiang Zizhuo here, she no longer has the same blushing face as before.

But the old man's words were very stern, and the little boy was obviously a little serious, and there was a little apology in his eyes when he looked at Ling Xiaoxiao.

After solving Ling Xiaoxiao's problem, the old man raised his hand and pointed to Jiang Zizhuo, and pointed to the position where Ling Xiaoxiao was sitting just now. Ling Xiaoxiao quickly got up and gave up the position.

"Girl, you don't have to go out." The old man called Ling Xiaoxiao to go out.

He pressed his fingers on his wrist a few times, then slid back and forth. The old man looked up between Ling Xiaoxiao and Jiang Zizhuo for a long time, sighed, and shook his head dissatisfied.

"Zhongyuan is in good health, but it seems to be a little exhausted in the past six months. Remember to take some supplements when you go back to school. Girl, did someone else say when you were treating you, your stomach will not hurt after getting married?" The old man suddenly smiled and moved his eyes to Ling Xiaoxiao.

Ling Xiaoxiao always felt that the old man's words were a bit profound, so she nodded inexplicably.

"It's easy to do if you know it. You have to know that even if you are not married, there are some things you can do if you want to do. If yin and yang are harmonized, dysmenorrhea will naturally be relieved a lot." The old man said with a beard like a charlatan.

What about the family traditions that have been agreed upon! What about the family traditions that have been agreed upon for a century-old traditional Chinese medicine family is rigorous!

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her fingers, and didn't dare to look at the old man and the little boy. She ran out with a red face.

"Grandpa, you didn't teach me this way when I was a child." Jiang Zizhuo looked at the old man with a serious face, and was dissatisfied with his words.

"This time and another time, the times are changing, and you must also adapt to the development of the times, not keeping pace with the times." The old man tapped his finger indifferently. Among the younger generations, only Jiang Zizhuo had a girlfriend. He thought that four generations were living together could only work harder on them.

Jiang Zizhuo glanced at the old man and knew what he was thinking. So he said bluntly: "Don't think about it, the family motto carefully states what should be done and what should not be done."

The old man's fingers knocking on the table stopped immediately: "Boy, the family motto says that you can't talk back to the elders."

"What grandpa taught me is." Jiang Zizhuo immediately lowered his head 'skinny', and the old man was so angry that he just wanted to throw the book into his face.

Ling Xiaoxiao rushed out of the study room. But the house was not big here. She returned to the living room in panic, facing the caring gaze of Dad Jiang.

There was no explanation for this, so she plunged into the bathroom again!

When the old man and Jiang Zizhuo came out together, the old man never mentioned these things to Ling Xiaoxiao. He just pulled her to play chess.

"Don't pay attention to grandpa's words today, don't be afraid." On the way back, Jiang's father went to the hospital to pick up Jiang's mother, and Jiang Zizhuo took Ling Xiaoxiao to the bus.

The distance is not far, but it's just that it's too cold in winter in Bincheng, and there are still snow and thin ice that have not been cleaned up on the road, which is really not suitable for walking hand in hand.

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded a little uncomfortable. In fact, she was not afraid. But when the old man said these words seriously, she really didn't know that she should face them. To an old man over 70s, what to say about yin and yang harmony, how strong she should be in her heart?!

Jiang's mother had three surgeries in a day and stood there all day. When she got home, she was so tired that she couldn't even speak. She could no longer be enthusiastic about Ling Xiaoxiao, so she could only squeeze her smile and go to take a shower and go to bed.

Jiang’s father and mother Jiang’s room is downstairs, next to Jiang’s study, and there is always Jiang Zizhuo’s space upstairs. Jiang’s father and mother Jiang rarely go up, and Ling Xiaoxiao is there, so they don’t want to go up.

Ling Xiaoxiao took his own clothes and washed it briefly, then wiped her head and came out to chat with Jiang Zizhuo. These days, they have always been in this way of getting along with each other in the Ling family.

"Where do you want to go to school tomorrow?" Jiang Zizhuo took the towel from Ling Xiaoxiao's hand casually, got up and wiped her strands.

"I want to wait until Brother Zhen arrives and see Sister Xin. You know, Sister Xin is very hard to take care of her children. It is not convenient for us to go there too many times." Ling Xiaoxiao sat cross-legged on the bed and discussed with Jiang Zizhuo: "Brother Zhen is tomorrow's car. It should be four or five o'clock in the afternoon when he arrives in Bincheng, so I don't know what to do tomorrow during the day."

"Then let's wait for them. If you're fine tomorrow, we'll make some delicious food at home. How about it?" After rubbing your head, Jiang Zizhuo picked up the hair dryer and prepared to help her dry it. Sleeping with wet head is prone to headaches. Jiang Zizhuo has always paid great attention to this point.

The little boy's craftsmanship is of course nothing. When Ling Xiaoxiao heard that he was going to make delicious food, her eyes suddenly shone and nodded excitedly. The soup today was not ready.

Although Jiang's father and mother Jiang were downstairs and didn't come up when they were fine, they chatted for a while and went back to their room to rest.

When she finally got on the train back to Beijing, Ling Xiaoxiao recalled this winter vacation. Now that her holiday life was extremely fulfilling and happy because Jiang Zizhuo was by her side.

Whenever she looked at Jiang Zizhuo's perfect side face, she would always be glad that she was "mediating nosy" when she was a child. If she had no past, how could such a male god become her boyfriend?

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zizhuo raised his hand and touched his face. Is there anything dirty?

"It's okay, I just think my boyfriend is so handsome." Ling Xiaoxiao stared at him with her eyes open.

Although it was not a confession, Jiang Zizhuo still made his earlobes red with a good mood.

The ticket for the return trip was decided by Zhou Shao. This time the six people finally got together, but Jiang Zizhuo and Ling Xiaoxiao were sweet, and Zhou Shao and Yao Manni were also intimate and warm. Only Yue Pingjun’s heart was as if he was thrown on the ice field in the Arctic, cool.

"Pingjun's degree is too bad. He hasn't taken down Brother Zhen for so many years. If he continues to be warm like this, he will be poached, right?" Zhou Shao pulled Yao Manni to Ling Xiaoxiao and the others, and muttered in a low voice while Yue Pingjun and the others were sitting in the aisle.

Ling Xiaoxiao glanced at Brother Zhen who was holding his cell phone and chatting with someone who was texting, and agreed.

"Don't you help them?" Zhou Shao was very surprised. Ling Xiaoxiao and Jiang Zizhuo did not help.

Ling Xiaoxiao spread her hands helplessly: "I can't find the rules for Brother Zhen's brain circuit like that. We are just afraid that we will really make it clear. Brother Zhen will directly break with Yue Pingjun, which is even more troublesome."

Zhou Shao recalled Brother Zhen’s performance in three years of high school. He could not deny that Ling Xiaoxiao and Yue Pingjun’s concerns were very reasonable.
Chapter completed!