Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

As if not aware of Zhang Mingyu's insidious intentions, Yang Zhuoying said with a sad face: "It's just a small misunderstanding between me and Dad. I said it's inconvenient because he's not feeling well. He's still in the hospital and he doesn't know when he will be discharged from the hospital."

"In that case, let's wait until Mr. Yang is in better health." Zhang Mingyu wanted to say something, but Mrs. He spoke and made a final decision.

Hearing this, Yang Zhuoying secretly heaved a sigh of relief, she was really scared to death, she thought she was about to be escorted into a bridal sedan chair.

For now, it's safe for now.

She thought she was covering it up well, but He Junlin, who was sitting next to her, saw her reaction and narrowed her eyes slightly to hide the emotion in her eyes.

"Brother, help your sister-in-law to order food. She must have been scared by her parents. She doesn't pick up vegetables very much, she only eats rice."

Sensing that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, He Jingcheng, a young atmosphere expert, noticed that Yang Zhuoying was a little cramped, so he took the opportunity to remind his elder brother to liven up the atmosphere.

He Junlin paused, looked at her sideways, and saw that she really didn't eat much, so he picked up some of her favorite vegetables, and she said softly, "Thank you."

"Daddy, I want it too." The little guy picked up his empty bowl and handed it over, expressing that he also wanted Daddy's pickle. He Junlin smiled lightly, and picked up a chicken leg for him.

"Thank you, Daddy, you can eat too." The little guy picked up the chopsticks, put the egg that he didn't like very much into Daddy's bowl, and let him eat it for himself.

The little guy's small thoughts, how can I hide it from Mommy, Yang Zhuoying is just a guest outside, it's hard to say anything, but I don't want to spoil him, so I put another egg in my hands and handed it to him, "Eggs are nutritious, eat them quickly. "

Staring at the eggs in the bowl, the little guy puffed up his steamed stuffed bun face, he didn't want to eat but didn't dare not to eat it, his little troubled expression made the other people happy to see it.

"Daddy, do you still eat eggs?" the little guy asked with his big bright eyes blinking.

"Hey, eat it yourself, one is enough for Daddy." He Junlin reached out and touched his son's little head, and refused cruelly.

Seeing the interaction of the three of them, He Jingcheng wanted to laugh, but also felt a little envious. Seeing that the eldest brother who had always been regarded as an idol also found his own happiness, he was a little shaken, whether he should find a girlfriend and settle down.

After the meal, everyone sat down in the living room and ate the fruit after the meal.

"Huanyi, don't you have a gift for grandpa?"

When He Junlin got up to go to the bathroom, Yang Zhuoying picked up the little guy's backpack and reminded him.

"Oh, Huanyi, there is a gift for me, what is it?" Unexpectedly, his grandson would give him a gift, He Zhongtian suddenly regained his spirits.

The little guy took his backpack, opened the zipper, took out an exquisitely packaged gift box from inside, walked up to He Zhongtian, "Grandpa, here you are."

"What is it?" He Zhongtian took the gift box and shook it, looking a bit heavy, wondering what was inside, "Can I open it now?"

The little guy nodded, and He Zhongtian smiled and opened the package. When he opened it, he saw an antique cup.

"Grandpa, do you like it? Mommy said that grandpa likes to collect antiques. Mommy searched for this Holy Light Cup for a long time before finding it." The little guy asked childishly.

Looking at the 'Holy Light Cup' in his hand, He Zhongtian had a weird expression on his face, he wanted to say he liked it, but he couldn't say it.

"Huh? Sister-in-law, where did you buy this Holy Light Cup? Dad, it seems that you have one too."

He Jingcheng went back and forth to the room, received a call from a friend, and was about to go out again. When he passed the living room, he saw Father He holding a familiar antique cup in his hand, so he walked over curiously.

"But there is only one Holy Light Cup, how is it possible?" Halfway through the sentence, Yang Zhuoying realized that she had been deceived, and said unwillingly, "Uncle, can I have a look at the Holy Light Cup in your hand?"

He Zhongtian had no intention of embarrassing Yang Zhuoying, but He Jingcheng exposed that the real Holy Light Goblet was in his hands, and seeing that she was unwilling to give up, he took out the real Holy Light Goblet from the safe for everyone to see.

"The two Holy Light Goblets look almost identical. If you don't tell the truth, you can't tell which one is real and which one is fake."

Looking at the two antique cups on the table, He Jingcheng sighed.

He Zhongtian proudly said: "Zhuo Ying's holy light cup is very similar to the real one in terms of workmanship and materials. If I hadn't bought the real one a long time ago, I might have been deceived like her. Zhuo Ying, you You don’t have to be unhappy, I accept your wishes, but next time you buy antiques, you can ask me first, and you won’t be cheated again.”

Yang Zhuoying nodded obediently, but her eyes were fixed on the holy light cup, as if she still couldn't help herself.

The little guy walked to the table and reached out to pick up the holy light cup, "Grandpa, how did you know this is real?"

Yang Zhuoying quickly stopped, "Huanyi, don't touch it randomly, if you break it, you won't be able to pay for it."

The little guy stretched out his small hands in the air, and looked at He Zhongtian with big eyes in a daze, the pitiful little eyes were really cute.

He Zhongtian quickly smiled and said: "It's okay, Huanyi can take a look at it if he wants to, even if it's really broken, it's okay, Huanyi, do you like this cup very much?"

As he spoke, he picked up the little guy, and stuffed the real Holy Light Goblet into his arms.

The little guy held the Holy Light Goblet in both hands, staring at it curiously, "I like it."

"If you like it, Grandpa will give it to you, okay?" He Zhongtian asked with a smile.

The little guy blinked his big eyes, but before answering, Yang Zhuoying hurriedly said: "Uncle, how can this be, it's too precious."

"What's wrong with it, as long as Huanyi likes it, it's fine as a meeting gift from me."

He Zhongtian liked this Holy Light Cup very much. He spent a lot of effort to get it, but he got it, and that's it. Anyway, he has many such antiques, so he might as well use them to coax his grandson.

The little guy showed a surprised smile, holding the Holy Light Cup and refused to let go, "Thank you, Grandpa, I like it so much." As he said, he raised his little face and tweeted on He Zhongtian's face, causing trouble It made him laugh out loud.

"Dad, you're so biased. Before, I just wanted to borrow it for my friends to see, but you refused. Now I give it to Huanyi as soon as we meet." He Jingcheng complained jokingly, Zhang Mingyu's face was terribly dark.

Good means!Brought a fake, not only got back a genuine one, but also made He Zhongtian so happy that He Junlin was indeed her nemesis.

When he came back from the bathroom, he met Zhang Mingyu's venomous gaze. He Junlin froze for a moment, ignored her, and sat down beside Yang Zhuoying.

He glanced at the holy light cup on the table and the little guy's hand, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he didn't ask.

"So, you like me so much?"

After chatting for a while, Mrs. He became sleepy and went back to her room to sleep. He Junlin also took the opportunity to leave with Yang Zhuoying and her son.