The atmosphere in the car was very quiet.

Tian Jia could not speak anymore, and he drove the car with a blank expression as steady as an old dog.

Zhou Xuanqi raised his arm and leaned against the edge of the car window, freely slashing the tablet in his hand, as if he was busy with work, and seemed to have forgotten the two people behind him.

Su Mo didn't think much, just looked at the scenery that flashed outside the window.

Listening silently in your pocket, you are self-indulgent.

"Ahh, you're on the pirate ship. This guy must be coming for my divine power!"

"Out! I must have known my strength last time, so I'm here to peep at me this time."

Seeing that Su Mo didn't want to pay attention to it.

Gangbang raised his little head, "I am talking to you, mortal."

"pia" slapped the little head, and the world became pure again.

Genggu felt like he was looking at: "I will be fucked from a concussion sooner or later."

He muttered and complained with a sharp mouth: "I am so ladylike in front of the male god and so fierce in front of me. Humph, sooner or later, let you see what a true god is."

The old lady thought for a while and said slowly: "What does Mr. Zhou do?"

Isn't it a bit presumptuous to ask this?

No, I am so old, this junior is like a child in front of me.

It was also Zhou Xuanqi's momentum that was too strong.

The old lady dared not interrogate easily.

Otherwise, I would have been asked about the chassis long ago.

What I want to know most is why he gave his granddaughter your expensive plum vase, and he helped them save the situation at the auction.

The old lady didn't believe that this entourage would appear so in time.

The agent who had no wink at that time and everyone else saw the argument between the forces and her.

There were quite a lot of people that little star should have known, and I saw so many people looking at them at that time.

And how could this happen again today?

The old lady couldn't help but wonder if Mr. Zhou had any intention.

"Help the family do something, but there is no job in normal times."

This is what I said.

There are three black lines on Tianjia's forehead.

If others don’t know the second young master’s identity, they must think he is an unemployed vagrant.

Tianjia couldn't help but take a look at the expressions of the grandparents and grandchildren in the rearview mirror.

Miss Su couldn't see any expression.

Maybe it’s because you are too young and don’t understand men’s most important thing is to have important jobs to have a future.

The old lady seemed to be thinking.

Yes, the bottle given by the Second Young Master is something that everyone knows that he must be rich.

The price of plum vases in the auction house is 70 to 8 million yuan. It is impossible for the second young master to do such a thing that is made so much money by others.

I don't know why I am so kind to these grandparents and grandchildren.

Yes, the word "kindness" is perfect for use on Er Shao.

There is a kindness that makes people suddenly feel at a loss.

Tian Jia looked back and didn't know who was going to be unlucky.

Well, the old lady probably won't be able to be so old.

"Where is Mr. Zhou's mansion in Beijing? I will naturally come to thank you when I have time in two days."

The old lady just wanted to know if it was the Zhou family.

The houses separated by Zhou and Tang families were both in General Hutong.

That area is now a place where every inch of land is valuable.

Zhou Xuanqi did not get out of the tablet computer in his hand.

He just said lightly: "The old lady doesn't have to worry about the little things that are just a little things."

The old lady was unhappy when she was ignored by a junior.

So I stopped talking.

Tianjia took another look.

I thought to myself, it was indeed the old lady in Jincheng who had to follow her mother's surname after getting married.

No wonder I have never heard of such an old lady in the Su family before.

Watch her granddaughter again...

Looking at the scenery.

Maybe I am young and don't understand these things.

Then there was nothing to say along the way.

Put them down in the Huaishu Hutong they were going to get down and left.

The old lady looked at the disappearing car.

Asked Su Mo: "Why didn't you say anything just now?"

"say what?"

The gentleman named Zhou was so good at putting on airs that she didn't rush up and crawl.

He himself doesn't want them to thank him.

Seeing his granddaughter look so ignorant, the old lady sighed.

Let's teach you later.

People standing under the old locust tree at the entrance of the alley, riding bicycles or walking with their bought vegetables.

The old lady felt a little emotional and nostalgic about the feeling that time had passed.

After marrying into Tianjin City, I came back once and couldn't contact my family, so I never came back.

This Huaishu Hutong was originally another small house in their house.

When she was young, she only came here in summer, and it was cooler here.

Now her nephew is in charge of the family, and the shops on Renmin Road and two 300 square meters of houses in her family have been sold.

At that time, her brother was in charge. When she was shooting a telegram to question her, she was scolded by her brother, saying that she was already married and that her family property had nothing to do with her.

For this reason, her brother passed away and she did not come back.

After looking at the granddaughter beside her, Old Man Zhao, who was thinking about divorced her, the old lady's hatred and injustice that were blocked in her heart and the waiting for them to apologize had long since disappeared.

This Huaishu Hutong is even more popular than her house in Jinxiang.

There was a bustling crowd of students around, and the old neighbors shouting "Have you eaten?"

The little girl running in the alley in my memory has copied it by her side like light and shadow.

Then the white-haired old man returned to the place where she lived when she was a child with his granddaughter.

The door knocker is already rusted.

The two stone door drums at the door have not been wiped for a long time.

Not smooth and sleek.

Su Mo patted the door.

A question came from far to near the yard: "Who is it?"

With the sound door open.

He is a fat woman.

Holding the dried noodles that were about to be put into the pot in his hand.

It should be that the noodles that were dried in the yard had just been picked.

The woman looked at the old man and said, "Who are you? Who are you looking for?"

The old lady recognized it: "Are you Guizhi?"

She also met her nephew when she got married. She was a little girl with round faces at that time, and now she has become a middle-aged woman with round faces.

Guizhi still didn't recognize her: "I'm young and I really can't recognize you. Don't be surprised, who are you?"
To be continued...