Mother He smiled: "Your dad wants to say a few words to Xiao Yang."

Does Yang Jingxing want to go to someone else's house? "I'm not in a hurry."

Grandma Xiang asked enthusiastically: "Going to Hongkou for business? Where does Xiao Yang live?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I live in Xuhui."

Grandma Xiang felt so far away: "...Where are mom and dad?"

Yang Jingxing said: "My parents are in my hometown, and I am from Jiuchun County, Zhejiang Province."

Grandma Xiang suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, I remembered...alone in Puhai? Live alone?"

Yang Jingxing continued to nod and smile: "Yes."

"Did you buy a house?" Grandma Xiang seemed to think highly of Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing nodded, hey.

"How big is the house? Can you live alone?" Grandma Xiang continued to care.

"Not big." Yang Jingxing said.

He nodded to grandma and asked seriously: "What unit do you work in?"

Mother He answered helpfully: "Xiao Yang is a composer and collaborates with Yuanyuan and others."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Well, I am a self-employed person and I can provide them with good services."

Grandma Xiang was overjoyed: "Composer! That's just right! Yuanyuan will play your thing?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes, there are some."

As if Grandma Xiang understood everything, she turned around and told the two old men: "No wonder, I just said that Xiao Yang is a talented person, he is a composer!"

Yang Jingxing said to He Peiyuan, who was a little impatient with waiting, "No wonder I am."

Mother He seemed to be forgetful and asked Yang Jingxing: "Xiao Yang has seen Grandma Xiang before? That's Grandpa Zhang."

Yang Jingxing nodded and said hello: "Hello, Grandpa Zhang."

He Weidong came out. He was indeed a lot fatter than before, and his complexion was much better. Considering his height and appearance, he was not dressed very casually. He was still quite elegant. He walked with bold steps and looked like a leader: "Yang Jingxing!"

He must have an almost appreciative tone as he stretched out his hand from afar.

Yang Jingxing hurriedly greeted you: "Uncle He, I almost didn't recognize you. Yuanyuan hadn't graduated yet the last time I saw you."

He Weidong would joke: "How can I age so fast?"

He Peiyuan smiled sweetly, and Yang Jingxing quickly explained: "No, I gained weight too quickly."

He laughed, and before letting go of his hand, He Weidong was not shorter than Yang Jingxing. He put his other hand on Yang Jingxing's shoulder and patted it: "Four zero two, I'll tell Yuanyuan

I’d like to meet you if I have a chance. I’m also a netizen and I’ve watched all the TV. You’re great!”

Yang Jingxing was a little embarrassed: "Thank you for your encouragement."

He Peiyuan gave a soft cry and leaned a little closer to her father, almost saying, "Still, it's nine o'clock!"

He Weidong was not in a hurry and continued to tell Yang Jingxing: "But do good deeds and don't ask about your future, because justice is in the heart of the people."

He Peiyuan even felt disgusted by her father: "It's superfluous to talk about this now!"

Yang Jingxing likes to speak righteously: "Every encouragement is the driving force for progress."

"That's right!" He Weidong was very satisfied and taught his daughter a lesson: "You are classmates and colleagues. If you have difficulties, everyone will help you. When Yang Jingxing encounters difficulties, you should also try your best to help him."

Yang Jingxing nodded sincerely: "Yuanyuan helped me a lot."

Nodding to grandma: "That's that. What's the matter with Xiao Yang?"

He Weidong continued to tell Yang Jingxing: "But now, it will be a good thing for you. If anyone wants to find trouble with you in the future, think about it first."

Yang Jingxing was happy: "Yes, let's see who dares to find fault with me."

He Weidong nodded: "At least it's a deterrent!"

He Peiyuan rolled her eyes impatiently: "How long do you want to chat!?"

Grandma Xiang was bored and stretched out her fingers to look at the bag that Mother He took from her daughter: "What did you buy?"

Mother He will also take a look, and then she will give it to the neighbors...

Yang Jingxing was annoyed before he remembered: "I just forgot about the conversation..." He turned around and got into the back seat of the car and took out several boxes of snacks: "Grandma Xiang, try it and see if it suits your taste."

Of course I declined to grandma, no, no, no.

Yang Jingxing simply carried him over and placed him on the table of the two old men. Grandpa Zhang was also very polite, so Yang Jingxing diverted his attention: "I also like this section about teachers Qian Huili and Wang Zhouping.

There is "Purple Jade Hairpin" by teacher Wang Zhouping."

The two old men were simply shocked. The other old man figured it out first: "Composer!"

Grandma Xiang was still embarrassed: "Xiao Yang is too polite..."

Yang Jingxing said: "Thank you for giving me a chance to express traditional virtues."

Mother He also said: "Thank you, Xiao Yang."

Grandma Xiang came to the conclusion: "Xiao Yang is better, Xiao Yang is better."

He Peiyuan couldn't stand any longer: "I'll go up first."

Yang Jingxing hurriedly realized what was going on: "Uncle and aunt, I'm going to go now. They're still waiting for me over there. Say goodbye to grandma and take care of yourself."

Grandma Xiang couldn't bear to part with her: "In such a hurry? Come here often when you have time."

Yang Jingxing nodded perfunctorily, got in the car, waved his hand, and started to say goodbye.

He Peiyuan warned: "Hurry up, don't delay tomorrow's affairs."

Yang Jingxing agreed: "No problem."

"Slow down." Mother He loudly corrected her daughter: "Drive slowly."
Chapter completed!