MTL - Reborn As a Top Student In the 1990s-Chapter 11 grandmother
Chapter 11 Grandma
Chapter 11 Grandma
Seeing their daughter comforting them confidently, the Fang family's parents finally breathed a sigh of relief. They were originally worried that their daughter would not be able to think about it. Since her daughter didn't care, they had nothing to be angry about.
“As long as you think clearly about it. However, this engagement was agreed verbally between your grandfather and the old man of the Liu family. I am afraid that your grandma will come back to make trouble..."
Fang Qing frowned slightly, how could she forget this matter! Grandpa passed away a few years ago, and grandma has been living in her uncle's house which is close to grandpa's cemetery. She has not come back to live in the old house in these years.
Now that the engagement made by grandpa is ruined, and grandma is a submissive person, she will probably be furious...
Fang Qing thought for a whole night about how she would explain it if her grandma knew it. But before she could think about it, grandma came back in a grand way, accompanied by her aunt and her family early the next morning!
My brother went to open the door with a bird's nest head on his head. As soon as he entered the door, his grandmother slapped him on the head and scolded him. Then, he went straight to the living room, leaned on crutches and sat on the main seat, waiting for everyone in the second room of the Fang family to arrive.
“Look what time it is now? Everyone is still sleeping with their blankets on! Huh! If you were so lazy in the past, you would have just waited to starve to death!”
Although Fang Qing had packed up, she didn't have time to comb her hair and wash her face. She saw the clock on the wall showing half past six, and silently looked away, lamenting in her heart that the elderly got up so early.
Grandma recounted all the problems inside and outside the home, and finally felt thirsty. Fang Qing immediately made a cup of jasmine tea and served it respectfully.
“Grandma, have a drink of water and have a rest. Are you tired? Let me rub your shoulders?”
The old lady squinted her eyes and looked at the granddaughter in front of her for a long time, then nodded, took a sip of tea, closed her eyes and rested.
People of all sizes in the living room stood quietly until Fang Qing finished rubbing and the old lady finally recovered, and then she asked the second room and his family to clean up the house.
The aunt who had been standing behind her eyes darkened when she saw this, raised the corner of her mouth, stepped forward and took Fang Qing's hand and began to comfort her.
“You kid, really, why didn’t you tell your eldest sister-in-law that something big happened like this? You are a girl, and when this kind of thing happens to you... Hey! What will you do in the future..."
Hearing this, the old lady sitting next to her immediately changed her expression, "What's wrong with Qingyatou? Is there anything else that I don't know about besides the Sun family breaking off the engagement? Decai, Chunxia, you two, come out!"
Looking at her aunt's smiling face, Fang Qing's heart sank: she knew that this aunt would not be so peaceful! I’ve always wondered why grandma didn’t say anything about this, but it turns out she was waiting for her here! You are really my good aunt!
“Grandma, something did happen recently, but I thought my eldest aunt told you everything. Now it seems that my eldest aunt also has only a little knowledge. In fact, the whole thing was deliberately distorted by someone who was interested. This is what happened..."
Fang Qing finished the whole thing concisely, and finally mentioned the Sun family, "Maybe they heard these rumors and felt that I did not meet the requirements of their Sun family, so they proposed to cancel the engagement. However, I think it is a good thing. ”
The old lady snorted, her hand holding the crutch was full of veins, "A good thing? Silly boy, a girl's engagement has been annulled. You will have to bear this stigma for the rest of your life!"
Fang Qing knelt down and lay on her grandma's knees, as supple as a kitten, "Grandma, I know you are angry with me, but the Sun family can do whatever it takes to get rid of me so eagerly. Judging from the quality of their family, even if I get married, I may not be able to live well. My grandfather often told me when he was here that the most important thing about a person is his character. Grandma, you said that the most important thing is his character. Woolen cloth?"
Xu Shi mentioned that grandpa started doing homework. Grandma was silent for a long time. Looking at her granddaughter with bright eyes on her knees, she finally softened her heart and raised her hand to rub her granddaughter's hair. "Your grandpa loves you the most when he is here. If he knew It must be uncomfortable for you to be wronged..."
Fang Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. After grandma said this, he was no longer angry. He stood up, rubbed his shoulders and acted coquettishly, finally making the old lady stop caring.
It happened that Fang's mother had already prepared breakfast. It was a rare occasion for the family to get together to have a meal, so the old lady stopped mentioning these unhappy things, ate next to her granddaughter, and asked her eldest aunt to help her go back.
Before leaving, the old lady pulled Fang Qing and spoke mysteriously, then got on a dilapidated three-wheeler and disappeared at the end of the alley.
Fang Ming walked over curiously and bumped into his sister, "Sister, what did grandma just tell you?"
Fang Qing looked up at the blue sky and smiled, "Grandma said, you must give me this vent."
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The matter finally came to an end, and the Fang family felt that the dark clouds that were weighing on their hearts had also dissipated. When Fang's father was happy, he asked his son to buy two ounces of wine and cook some good dishes to liven up the family and get rid of the bad luck.
Fang’s mother just wanted to make some food, and wanted to thank the Wen family for their continued help. In the principal's office, if Director Wen hadn't testified, I don't know how long we would have been entangled with the parents, and my daughter would have been wronged at school.
There is not much to give as gifts these days. Making some food yourself and sending it to them can express your feelings even more. So, Fang's mother prepared the ingredients overnight, started the fire early the next morning, fried a large pot of meatballs and spring rolls, and asked Fang Qing to deliver them to the Wen brothers and sisters while they were hot.
Fang Ming put down his sister on his bicycle and went straight to the factory. Fang Qing turned around, straightened her clothes, and knocked lightly on the door.
Wen Ning opened the door and saw Fang Qing, whose face was red from the cold, and hurriedly asked someone to come in.
"Are you looking for Wen Ling? She hasn't gotten up yet. You go inside and wait a moment. I'll call her."
Fang Qing quickly stopped him and raised the lunch box in his hand, "Don't call her, I'll put down the things and leave. These are the meatballs and spring rolls made by my mother. I sent some for you to try..."
Wen Ning paused, glanced at the lunch box in Fang Qing's hand, smiled slightly and reached out to take it, "It cost Auntie money."
Seeing that the other party didn't dislike her, Fang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to leave. Wen Ling heard the voice and ran out with her hair as messy as a bird's nest. She pulled her and said that she would take her to a fun place today and begged Fang. Qing helped her braid her hair.
Wen Ning watched Fang Qing combing his sister's hair tenderly. He felt that the girl in the morning light was like a painting, and his eyes were attracted unknowingly. It wasn't until the two of them left that Wen Ning felt that he had lost his composure just now, and then he became very calm. He was just appreciating the beauty, and there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
Then he saw the lunch box wrapped in a blue handkerchief on the table. He opened the lid and ate a meatball. The aroma of meat in his mouth was amazing. Wen Ning's usually calm face finally showed a trace of satisfaction.
Then, as if he thought of something, he took out his lunch box, took out some, and then smiled with satisfaction.
(End of this chapter)
