When asked about what he had done in the past seven years, Chen'er smiled.
"Mom, please forgive me for not telling you too much about my grandfather yet, because he is a hermit," he said.
"What? Hermit?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows with surprise on her face.
Chen'er nodded, "Yes, there are many islands in the vast East China Sea, and his mansion is on one of them."
"He never told me his story, where he came from, why he lived in seclusion on that island, and he never even told me his name."
"If he didn't mention it, I wouldn't ask. He only let me know that his surname was Qi."
Your surname is Qi?
Yang Ruoqing was even more surprised. The first thing that came to her mind was that the royal family members of Da Qi all had the surname Qi.
Is it possible that the reclusive kind-hearted grandfather is related to the Daqi royal family?
Otherwise, how could Chen'er be taught so well?
His gestures, manners, and etiquette reveal his excellent upbringing and style, and he has a strong aristocratic temperament.
As many possibilities flashed through her mind, Chen'er's voice then sounded in her ears.
"He asked me to call him grandpa. Over the past seven years, he has been very good to me. I started to learn from him when I was two years old."
"My husband is a famous teacher in the world. When I was three years old, he said that my bones were amazing and I would be a good material for martial arts."
"I spent a lot of money to hire martial arts masters from around the world to teach me boxing and kicking skills to help me strengthen my body."
"Every servant in the mansion respects me because he has no wife or children. I am his adopted godson and the legitimate young master of the mansion."
"When I was sick, he cared about me very much. He could get me whatever I wanted to eat, including delicacies from the mountains and seas."
"But he is also very strict with me. I remember being naughty once when I was a child and I was lazy when I was studying."
"He would reprimand me very harshly."
"Another time, I saw my husband dozing off while sitting on the podium. I thought that he was the one who went to complain to my grandfather last time. When I got playful, I cherished my husband the most and spent more than an hour every day. All my beards have been trimmed..."
Having said this, Chen'er pursed her lips and her face turned slightly red.
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing until her stomach hurt.
"Oh my god, you kid, why are you so naughty?" She couldn't help but poke Chen'er's forehead lightly and said.
"Then what should I do when my husband wakes up and finds that his beard is gone?" She couldn't help but ask curiously.
Chen'er suppressed a smile and said: "What else can I do? Of course I will go to my grandfather to cry again."
"That time, my grandfather was very angry and punished me by walking in the yard for two hours with a bowl on top of my head containing a bowl of water..."
Speaking of the past, Chen'er had a gentle smile on his face. In his opinion, these were all warm memories.
Because his grandfather was good to him and they had been with him day and night for seven years. In his mind, if his grandfather's weight was really compared to that of his own mother, to be honest, he might feel that his grandfather was slightly heavier.
But the family affection, which is thicker than water, is like an invisible but unbreakable bond, tightly tying him to his mother.
Beside her, when Yang Ruoqing heard what Chen'er said, she was amused by his previous mischief.
For boys, it’s not good to be too delicate. Being naughty means being clever, intelligent, autonomous and creative.
But on the other hand, intellectually speaking, she agreed with the punishment of the grandfather she had never met.
Children are small, like saplings. If they are slightly crooked, they need to be corrected in time.
However, after all, it is the flesh and blood that fell from my body. When I heard that my child was punished by others, being put on the horse for two hours, that is, four hours,
She was not allowed to rest during this period and had a bowl of water on her head. To be honest, she felt distressed!
But no matter how distressed she was, she would refrain from condemning or complaining about the grandfather in front of her son.
After all, the relationship between the son and the grandfather was there, and if it hadn't been for the grandfather, the son might have been snatched away by wild beasts in the mountains.
Without that grandfather’s seven years of nurturing and training, it would have been impossible to have such an outstanding son sitting next to him.
For a moment, Yang Ruoqing had mixed feelings and didn't know what to say.
Seeing that the sky outside is getting darker, it is almost time for dinner.
Yang Ruoqing then stood up and said to Chen'er: "You should rest for a while, and my mother will go to the kitchen to prepare something delicious for you."
Chen'er also stood up and said, "I'll go with my mother."
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Chen'er's clean, almost spotless clothes and said, "The kitchen fumes are heavy and have stained your clothes and hair carefully. My son, such a handsome little boy, cannot be ruined by the fumes."
Chen'er smiled, her eyes narrowed slightly like a crescent moon, which made Yang Ruoqing seem to see a trace of her own shadow.
Hahaha, it’s all because Tangyazi’s genes are too strong. Not only does his son have the same gender as him, he also has the same appearance and facial features.
However, when she smiles, Shen Yun still hides a hint of her feelings. Therefore, if Tang Yazi is a fierce warrior and a strong-willed general,
If Chen'er joins the army in the future, he will be a white-robed Confucian general with both civil and military skills.
Like Zhao Zilong, he will definitely be able to captivate the hearts of a daughter's family!
Thinking of the distant future, a happy smile appeared on Yang Ruoqing's face.
"Mom, just wash it if it's dirty. My son just wants to stay with his mother."
Chen'er took the initiative to take Yang Ruoqing's arm. The seven-year-old child still had a childish streak.
So the action of raising her head and shaking her arms had a hint of coquettishness.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't bear to refuse and touched Chen'er's head, "Okay, then let's go together. When you get dirty, change out of your clothes. Mom will wash it for you and use fragrant soap to make sure it comes out fragrant!"
The mother and son came to the big kitchen. The chef Kang Shun was very discerning and quickly opened the small kitchen next to the big kitchen so that the mother and son could go over and cook the small stove.
Chen'er stood by the pot table and watched the mother in an apron packing the fresh seafood in an orderly manner. He watched with relish.
He knows everything about how to take care of fruits and vegetables, how to raise chickens and ducks.
Because he read many and miscellaneous books, Xiaoyao Shanzhai was his first experimental point, and it proved to be very successful.
But tonight, as she was cooking dinner with her mother, there were candles burning on the stove. The candlelight cast the silhouettes of the two silhouettes, one big and one small, on the wall, and Chen'er raised the corners of her mouth.
"Mom, when will we go back to our hometown to visit our grandparents, grandpa and grandma?" Chen'er suddenly asked.
Yang Ruoqing was cleaning the big crabs there. When she heard this, she said without looking back: "Any time, I haven't sent them a message yet. Then we will go back directly and give them a big surprise!"
