Mrs. Yao took Grandma Chen and Brother Shen to the place where she lived. This was the first time that Brother Chen had entered Beijing, and it was not enough to see it no matter how you look at it.

"This place is good." said Chen Er Ge.

The skyscrapers are spacious and you can meet foreigners along the way. It feels much better than the small county towns nearby.

"It's windy now, and it snowed a little last night. Otherwise, when the fog comes, even foreigners dare not come." Mrs. Yao smiled, "How can you have good places in the countryside, good air, and longevity. If it weren't for your son and husband's unit in Beijing and couldn't get away, we would have planned to move our whole family to the countryside. There wouldn't be so much trouble."

"This is right." Grandma Chen nodded repeatedly, "No matter how you say it, it's the best at home. In our place, the village party secretary said that she wanted to get the land out and develop an industrial development zone for them. She said that each household could get a subsidy of hundreds of thousands. I said I wouldn't do it if I threw the money to me. Is it interesting? By then, everything is polluted and people are sick, can rural people enjoy the medical conditions like that in the city? This is something that cannot be compensated for, and it is a loss-making business. This account must be settled clearly!"

Brother Chen touched his knee and listened to the old man's words, fucking his eyes, not knowing whether it should be better or bad. In some ways, he still hoped to get more cash.

"The person who sells the farmland is called short-sighted." Grandma Chen taught her a lesson again.

It means that people are eager for quick success and instant benefits, and there are few Grandma Chen who thinks like this for the long term.

Mrs. Yao looked at the old man with admiration again. Now that the two young people are not around, she whispered to the joke she met with the old man last time: "Grandma, do you really think what I told you last time? "

After Mrs. Yao mentioned this, Grandma Chen seemed to suddenly realize it. She just remembered that she had met Mrs. Yao last time. The old man smiled and frowned at Mrs. Yao, saying a little embarrassedly: "Last time, the situation was different at that time."

This time and then. Mrs. Yao nodded with the old man: "It's good that grandma agrees. Our family likes Jiayin very much. Not only my son, but also my husband and I like it."

Grandma Chen was of course very unhappy when Mrs. Yao praised her granddaughter so bluntly, and then became modest: "No, we have the honor of our good news for three lives and can be liked by the leader."

Brother Chen blinked and thought of his mother. It was really rare to praise someone with such a sweet mouth.

Grandma Shen’s mouth has long been a famous knife mouth in the village. The village chief and branch secretary in the village have to give in three points.

I can only say that Mr. Yao and the Yao family are very worried. It is said that they are destined to be together, but they are destined to be together.

Secretary Yao learned from his wife's phone that his in-laws had arrived, so he took a special time and rushed over to see Grandma Shen. This was a private matter. Secretary Yao did not bring his entourage and drove over by himself. He was dressed in a simple dress. In the eyes of Brother Shen, the Yao family did not look like his sister praised her privately.

Previously, in the concept that Shen Maoan instilled on the road to Chen Er Ge, the Yao family was a paradise, rich and powerful, and had everything. As long as you use this high branch of the Yao family, the sows could climb up a tree.

Is this really the case? Since the train station, Brother Chen kept asking several questions in his mind. Master Yao is more particular about his clothes, but the car he drove was far worse than Boss Tang in their place. He drove a small van that looked like a small truck to pick them up. To put it bluntly, it was similar to the small truck that delivered goods to their stalls every day. Mrs. Yao's clothes were quite decent, but not fancy at all, not like those who spent a lot of money. As for Secretary Yao, it was simple enough. A gray middle-aged jacket looked as handsome as Master Yao, but she was as cold as his brother Chen.

For some reason, when Chen Er Ge was relieved when he saw the Yao family being so indifferent. Chen Maoan's words made him wonder whether he would sit in a straight position like a primary school student along the way.

If you want to say disappointment, the only one who is Chen Maoan is absolutely disappointed.

Secretary Yao entered the door and greeted his wife first.

Mrs. Yao then introduced her husband to her second brother Chen and Grandma Shen: "This is Jiayin's second uncle, and this is Jiayin's grandma."

"Hello, second uncle." Secretary Yao took the initiative to extend a hand to Chen Er Ge and said enthusiastically, "Last time our two sons came to your house to visit, which caused you trouble."

Chen Erge was already stunned and was praised by others. He was blushed and said, "No, no, no, no, no trouble." While saying that, he held Secretary Yao's hand and thanked him for his appearance.

"Why isn't it troublesome? Last time, my two sons came to your place and stole a bunch of corn, bacon and fruits."

Brother Chen didn't know if he could hear Secretary Yao's laughter, so he quickly cleared Mr. Yao and his brothers and said, "They are definitely not stealing, we gave it to you!"

Secretary Yao only heard what he said and saw that this was a honest and honest man. He smiled and let go of his hand and turned to Grandma Chen. At first glance, he found that the cotton jacket the old man was wearing looked familiar, which was the one his wife stuffed into her son's duffel bag and brought to her for the old man. So he secretly gave his wife a thumbs up behind her back.

Grandma Chen’s new clothes that Mrs. Yao chose was indeed just right in color and matched her complexion. No wonder Chen Mao An was so jealous that her eyes were red. It was just tailor-made. Mrs. Yao was able to pick such suitable clothes for the elderly based on her experience of meeting, which was strong enough. Secretary Yao sincerely admired his wife.

After being praised by her husband, Mrs. Yao hid shyly behind and smiled secretly.

"I am Ziye's father, grandma." Secretary Yao introduced himself to Grandma Chen.

I am the leader's father, so isn't my status higher than that of the leader? Grandma Chen is not like the second brother of Chen, and she will not be arbitrary with Secretary Yao's ordinary appearance. On the contrary, the bigger the official, the simpler it is. Grandma Chen has experience in this. So she respectfully looked down on Secretary Yao and said, "Hello, the leader's father, I am Jiayin's grandmother." After that, she turned around and hurriedly asked Secretary Yao to sit down.

No matter how this old man looks, he looks like a person who has passed through a big scene.

Secretary Yao smiled and sat down face to face with the old man.

Seeing that Brother Chen was licking his lips as if he was thirsty, Mrs. Yao walked into the kitchen to prepare snacks for the guests, and there was still some time before dinner. When she was doing this, when she came out, she saw her husband and Grandma Shen sitting there talking all the time. The conversation was very speculative, which was very strange. I wonder what her husband and Grandma Shen were talking about.

In the acupuncture room, Chen Maoan was cured a lot after being acupunctured for two needles. He sat up and wanted to tidy up his clothes by himself. Later, he remembered that Shen Jiayin was not here, so he suddenly had an idea and said to the acupuncturer: "Can I let my niece come in and help me put on my clothes?"

Isn't she so quick? The acupuncturist was surprised. When he walked out, he saw Mr. Yao and Shen Jiayin waiting outside, and said, "The patient has healed and said he wants his niece to come in and help her dress."

When Master Yao heard this, his eyes suddenly changed: This Shen Mao An seemed to have taught him a lesson and didn't have enough food.

"Then I, go in." Shen Jiayin said.

Master Yao stretched out his hand and pulled her decisively.

Looking back: "Chief, it's okay."

It doesn't matter? Can he watch her go in and bully Chen Maoan?

"Chief, have I bullied me?"

A sentence like a basin of water awakened his overly passionate and heroic thoughts to save beauty.

She gently took him off the hand that held her cuff. He watched her walk in, waiting for the acupuncturist to walk away, approached the door, peeked in through the cracks of the door - even if he wasn't worried about her, he wanted to see if there was any good show.

Seeing her coming in, Chen Maoan immediately pressed his waist and said, "Hey, my waist still hurts. Jiayin, come and help me sit up."

Shen Jiayin walked over and didn't even look at her. She held her hand. Chen Maoan immediately pressed half of her body on her.

All the way, she was scolded by Grandma Chen's second brother, and she was so angry that she was so angry that she was just irritated by this silly girl, otherwise she would have suffocated her to death. As a result, she had just pressed her weight and didn't press her back like a sandbag, but suddenly she was empty. She almost staggered, scaring her to sweat all over her body, and she sat tilted on the ground, with one hand being grabbed by Shen Jiayin.

He looked up and Chen Maoan cursed: "Damn girl, you have no conscience, do you want to kill me?"

"Auntie, who are you talking to?"

He raised his head and couldn't see anyone. Chen Maoan listened to the sound again and found that Shen Jiayin was sitting on the ground with her, so he suddenly lost the sound in his throat.

"Auntie, you, your shoes fell off, they fell off--" Shen Jiayin didn't get up, and one hand seemed to dare not let go of Shen Mao'an's hand, and stretched out the other hand to hook the shoes on Shen Mao'an's ground. Her fingers hooked the heels of the shoes, and hooked them, and the shoes flew up in the moment when they were hooked by their fingers.

Chen Maoan said "ah" and had no time to hide, but was hit on the face by his flying shoes.

So he hurriedly patted her face with both hands, patted her hard, and said, "Auntie, you, your face is dirty-"

It's over. She stuttered, she hadn't let her help, she shouldn't let her help, she should have known it long ago, she was so stupid, this girl.

"Go and go, you don't need to help me. I can stand up by myself." At this moment, Shen Maoan was very hiding from the plague god. After jumping up, he stood next to her, one meter away from her.

"Auntie, really, I really don't need to help me? You, you're not hurting your back--"

Looking at the silly girl's sincere expression, Chen Maoan suddenly felt creepy. Is this child really stupid or fake stupid? She really doesn't have the courage to test it.

"No, it doesn't hurt anymore, hurry up and find your grandma." Chen Maoan said, and in order to get rid of her, he rushed out of the room first. The waist didn't hurt anymore, but the bridge of the nose that was hit by the shoes hurt so much that she had nothing to say.

How could such a silly girl be liked by Master Yao after being admitted to the army?

The more Chen Maoan thought about it, the harder it was.

Mr. Yao hid, and after Chen Maoan rushed into the toilet outside, he walked into the room with his back.

Shen Jiayin was lowering her head and slapping her clothes.

Mr. Yao walked over, and used his finger to comb her hair into the messy hair, and said, "I really underestimate you."

He saw it. The silly child smiled and pursed the dimples on the corner of his lips: "Grandma, grandma taught me when she was a child, be smart."

Can this child be so cute? I shirking responsibility to grandma? I couldn't help laughing. Master Yao burst out laughing, rubbed her hair more gently, and asked softly: "Are you often bullied when you were a child?"

"No." The silly child is sure that she is very smart and never bullied.

Mr. Yao thought that when she arrived at the office at the beginning, she was framed by Chief Zhu and Lu Xiaoman, and eventually became the other party. So the stupider the child is, the more he cannot be underestimated.

When driving Chen Maoan to Grandma Chen's residence, Chen Maoan sat all the way to the back seat and wanted to slap Master Yao and say a few words. But Master Yao's smile was smiling, and his eyes looked as cold as ice when he looked at her, and said, "Auntie, does your waist still hurt?"

Chen Maoan dared not say anything hurt.

Only Master Yao continued: "My wife Jiayin is a little clumsy, and my aunt must know that, after all, she is looking at her niece who has been young since childhood."

Chen Maoan didn't even dare to say anything to complain.

When he couldn't say anything, Mao An felt that he had lost money when he flattered Master Yao. After flattering Master Yao, he would at least expect Master Yao to vent his anger for her. But he understood that Master Yao was standing on Shen Jiayin's side.

This time, she drove to the place where the Yao family arranged for the Shen family. Chen Maoan first saw that it was not a hotel, but felt that she was losing money. She thought that she could stay at least a five-star restaurant to enjoy the happiness, and it would be better to come to Beijing to participate in a luxury tour group. Finally, she felt a little bit about why Xu Xiuqin took the children back to Beijing last time and didn't dare to mention her experience in Beijing in front of them.

It turns out that there really seems to be nothing to boast about.

Seeing that the two young men and Shen Maoan were back, Mrs. Yao asked Chen Maoan in order to be polite: "Is the big aunt's waist okay?"

"Okay, okay." Chen Maoan really didn't dare to act in front of Grandma Chen, for fear that Grandma Chen's magic hand would massage her waist.

So Shen Jiayin's tricks were really taught by Grandma Chen, and it was not wronged.

"Come in and sit down." Mrs. Yao made way.

Chen Maoan sat next to Chen's second brother, watched Grandma Chen and Secretary Yao sit together and talk, and asked, "Who are you talking to?"

"The leader's father." said Chen Erge.

The leader’s father? How could her mother talk to the leader’s father so much?

Chen Mao An was confused.

Shen Mao'an's mind is actually only a little better than the two brothers in the Shen family.

Sitting with the second brother Shen, he was so frustrated. Chen Maoan couldn't find anything to do for a while, and could not find a place to please him. He took out his cell phone from his pocket. There were several text messages in the text box. One was sent by his daughter, asking her to bring delicious food when she went back, and asking her to say hello to Jiayin. The other was sent by her husband, and told her mysteriously: I heard from others that Shen Laosan was looking for his wife and son at home, and could not find anyone. Also, Chen Xiaogui and Shen Dongdong didn't go to school today.

Chen Maoan's eyelids immediately jumped twice.

"Mao An, has something happened at your home?" Chen Er Ge asked when he saw her expression strange.

"No." Chen Maoan thought for a while, thinking that Chen Xiaogui and Xu Xiuqin's disappearance could not be known by Chen Er Ge. Instead, he could test the news about You Erjie. So he asked Chen Er Ge smiled and said, "I just heard that after the second brother came out, the second sister-in-law closed the stall and Dongdong didn't go to class."

Brother Chen was slow to figure out that she was setting up a condom and couldn't find the explanation, and was about to spit out the truth about Sister You.
To be continued...