In this kind of building shaded by green trees, even if the air conditioning is not turned on, people still feel refreshed and relaxed.
Under the leadership of Gao Wei, Zhang Jiaqiang walked through the antique hall and came to an old wooden door.
Gao Wei signaled him to knock on the door, then turned around and called Tie Zhu to rest.
The whole small building looked very clean, as if no one lived there.
A faint fragrance of orchids floats over from time to time, making people feel the elegance of orchids in the empty valley, and they can't help but relax instantly.
Zhang Jiaqiang slowly raised his hand and stopped in front of the door, as if he didn't want the knock on the door to break the silence and silence here.
However, at this moment, a faint voice came from the door, "It must be Jia Qiang, please come in, the door is unlocked!"
Zhang Jiaqiang gently opened the door, and an ancient study room appeared in front of him.
The desks, bookshelves, and bookcases made of huanghuali wood exude a light fragrance, and are filled with various ancient books and books.
There is a picture of a moonlit river hanging on an empty space on the wall. The poem on it is Zhang Ruoxu's "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" written by Zhang Ruoxu in the Tang Dynasty.
Under this painting, there is a black rocking chair. My godmother is wearing a plain white cheongsam and is gently swaying with the rocking chair.
Zhang Jiaqiang sweetly called out, "Fuck grandma, hello."
"You brat, why are you willing to come see me, an old woman, huh?"
The old lady pretended to be angry and scolded.
Zhang Jiaqiang hurriedly placed the two boxes on the desk, pretending to be shy and smiling.
"I've been busy non-stop since the event. This time I went to Jiangcheng to do some business, so I came to see you. Don't mind me. I'll come often when I have time!"
The old lady rolled her eyes and said, "Huh, don't come here again. You can't even talk. Can't you lie to the old lady and say you're here on a special trip?"
Zhang Jiaqiang showed a trace of shame, "That's not the case. Treating people with sincerity is my motto, let alone you, and I can't lie. So I knew you would be angry, so I told the truth!"
The old lady showed a smile and pointed to an official chair next to her, "Sit down, it would be great if you could come and see me, an old lady. Seeing how picky I am, I'm really dissatisfied. Hey, Yun Pian Cake, how do you know I like to eat this?"
Zhang Jiaqiang sat on the official hat chair and said with an awkward smile, "I didn't buy this snack, your granddaughter asked me to bring it here. You think it's better to be your granddaughter!"
The old lady looked angry and snorted, "What about her, why doesn't she come up by herself and let you do it for her?"
Zhang Jiaqiang couldn't tell the truth, so he hurriedly picked up another box and opened it.
"This hairpin looks like it matches your hairstyle. Do you want to put it on and have a look?"
The old lady glanced at an emerald green hairpin carved in the shape of an orchid lying in the box. Her eyes suddenly lit up and the corner of her mouth showed surprise.
"This is glass jade. It looks at least full of green. I can't take such a valuable thing. You should keep it for your wife!"
Zhang Jiaqiang said with a smile, "You are the only one who can suppress this thing with you. My wife, she still has thirty years to go!"
The old lady spat softly and said, "You brat, you are turning into a flower to say I am old, right? Hey, put it on and take a look!"
Zhang Jiaqiang stepped forward and gently pinned the hairpin in the old lady's bun. He took a half step back and tilted his head to admire it.
The old lady picked up a rusty bronze mirror from the bookshelf and looked at it from side to side. A smile gradually appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her eyebrows opened.
It seems that the love for beauty is shared by everyone, from little Shit to Grandma Jing.
The old lady looked beautiful for a while, then carefully took off the hairpin, put it back into the box, put it away, and said with a smile.
"This is a grandson honoring grandma, so I accepted it with a smile. Hey, give me your cell phone. There is no phone in this house!"
Zhang Jiaqiang took out his cell phone and handed it over.
The old lady dialed a number and said in a deep tone when she was connected.
"You just leave the guests behind. Is this the way our family treats guests? Is it because I didn't teach you? Or are your parents too indulgent to you?"
"Grandma, I was wrong. Don't be angry. I'll take Brother Zhang out to play at night. That's fine!"
"Huh, I've spoiled you so badly. If I had a grandson, I wouldn't bother to care about you at all. Now the third generation of our family depends on you. Girls must also behave like men. Otherwise, hey, forget it. I won’t say anything anymore, just remember what you said and take good care of your guests!”
The old lady hung up the phone and sighed, "My granddaughter..."
Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Jiaqiang said, "Don't bother me. I'll leave tomorrow morning at the latest to come see you and have a meal with you, so I won't disturb others!"
The old lady patted the back of Zhang Jiaqiang's hand and said.
"Rules are rules. You are a guest from afar, and you must not lose your etiquette as a host. If it is your parents who come, it should be Wan'er's parents who come to accompany you.
But when you come here, you can only have her with you. Do you want me, an old woman, to accompany you everywhere? That's outrageous! "
These rules are very similar to those used by scholarly families and scholar-bureaucrats in the past. It seems that Grandma Jing is also from a family background.
Zhang Jiaqiang didn't want to break other people's rules, so he had no choice but to nod and agree.
The old lady said, "There are still two waves of guests today. It's just a good time for you four young people to have a good exchange. When facing them, you have to behave like a master. Your godson is also one of our own!"
At this point, Zhang Jiaqiang understood that the next two groups of guests should be the people Chu Waner said came for a blind date.
It was Chu Waner who picked him up, but he probably just sent a driver to pick them up. This obviously meant that he was more valued.
The old lady asked herself to accompany them, and it seemed that she had the intention of acting as her elder brother to bring them together.
Zhang Jiaqiang nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely complete the task!"
The old lady tilted her head and showed a playful smile that only a girl can have. "Oh, tell me, how do you plan to complete the mission?"
Zhang Jiaqiang muttered, "Of course I try my best to bring them together. Whoever Wan'er likes, I will make subtle moves to create opportunities for them. Isn't this simple?"
The old lady shook her head and said, "You are smart, I want you to mess with them as much as possible, it is best to let them retreat when they are in trouble!"
Fortunately, Zhang Jiaqiang didn't drink water at this moment, otherwise he would have choked to death.
What is this? A grandmother wants to interfere with her own granddaughter’s marriage. Is there any justice or human favor?
The old lady pointed to the cloud cake box on the table.
"Although my granddaughter is disobedient and doesn't understand the rules, she understands me and is filial to me. How could I not know her thoughts? She doesn't like these two groups of people. Due to face, I have to let them go on a blind date. This time It’s hard for you, my godmother owes you a favor!”
It seems that every family has its own difficulties, and a big family has even more difficulties, which involve rights, relationships, family, etc.!
It's not easy to fight against mandarin ducks today. Zhang Jiaqiang didn't expect that he would fall into such a vortex when he first arrived in the magic city.
But he could only bite the bullet and accept this hot potato.
