"Grandma, you are wrong. I remember last time you said you didn't recognize our grandchildren. Why did you come to the door again today?" It turned out that Shui Sheng heard the movement at the door and hurried out from the room to help his younger brother.

The old lady's face immediately became a little purple, but who was she? She had lived a long time and could still be frightened by a teenage boy. She calmed down and turned her gaze to Shui Sheng, saying, "It turned out to be Shui Sheng, who did I say it was. I think you probably remembered it wrong, but I have never said such words before. I am so fond of you. But you also know that your grandfather is not in good health and cannot earn enough for our family to eat."

"What's the matter with you when you come to the door today? If you have something to do, just talk to me. My mother is not at home, so it's okay to tell me." Shui Sheng looked like an adult. After a few days, he was a few centimeters taller than moist. He looked a little similar to Shen Zhihao, but he looked more gentle.

The old lady looked at the eldest grandson and couldn't think about it. She immediately sat on the ground and thrashed it, "Oh, my Zhihao, why did you die so early? Look, you are gone, your son doesn't recognize me as a breast. What's the point of living? Why don't you die?"

Shui Sheng and Shui Run were stunned and had no idea what was going on. Grandma An saw that these two children could not surrender to this old woman who was trying to die, so she had to come forward by herself.

"I said to Sister Chen, aren't you ashamed of making things difficult for the two children like this? Today, the wind blows you in the direction of the blow, blowing you to your house." Although Grandma An doesn't care much about the affairs of the village, she only has feelings for Qin Mian's children, and these children are pitiful. Her grandparents don't care about them, and they just like strangers.

If it weren't for the success of a few children, they might have starved to death one or two. It would be a pity to count on their mother. Finally, Qin Mian is a little clear-headed and is not confused about doing things.

Although I heard from the people in the village that the witch, Grandma An, was Qin Mian's godmother, but I was not as good as seeing her at first sight. I saw the old lady wearing a brand new jacket, her head was covered with combed and her feet were wearing a pair of thick black cotton shoes.

What a good guy, she is jealous of such cotton shoes. I don’t know how many times she has been unable to buy them.

Seeing Grandma An, who was reborn and became more and more energetic, the old lady felt like a jealous jar that had been knocked over. In addition to being sour, she was still sour.

I saw the old lady stand up directly from the ground, her face was not red and she was not angry, so she took the inverted triangle eyes and looked at Grandma An’s feet. "Tsk tsk, the person who has a goddaughter is different now. Look at this outfit, my little Mian must be coaxing you very much."

The old lady thought that her eldest daughter-in-law was coaxing Grandma An, and that the family's financial situation had improved, and it was because she earned money from treating people.

Grandma An was calm and calm, without blinking her eyes, and quietly looked at Old Mrs. Shen and said, "What's wrong, seeing me have been through life, someone is filial to me, you feel sad? Now I not only have a goddaughter, but also a nephew and a niece. Could it be that you are here to congratulate me today?"

This sentence made the old lady so angry that she didn't even have any dirty words.
Chapter completed!