Chapter 1295: Why are you trying to figure him out?
“Don’t dare, don’t dare, how can I have the nerve to make you miss me? I am an old woman, can’t I live with a parrot? I have the nerve to make you miss me.”
Nan Jiaojiao pretended not to understand the old lady's weirdness, and her kneading technique became more professional.
"I don't care about who you are thinking about, that old man Bo Yanqing!"
Old Mrs. Bo almost couldn't help laughing.
This girl is very clever.
If it were another old woman, the grandson’s daughter-in-law would have slapped her in the face for belittling her grandson like this in front of her. But who told Bo Yanqing to do it all these years? An older greasy man with unknown sexual orientation.
She herself took the lead in rejecting it, who can blame her.
"Then you've been with the old man for so long and you didn't even give me a call."
Nan Jiaojiao started talking nonsense: "I'll take it with me wherever I go next time." For you! ”
Old Mrs. Bo was smiling in her heart, but she still had to put on some airs on her face. She was sitting and Nan Jiaojiao was squatting, their eyes unconsciously looking down from above.
Looked at Nan Jiaojiao's half-kneeling legs.
Nan Jiaojiao was confused for a moment and hesitated. It was not impossible to kneel anyway. Her other leg was very numb and she wanted to kneel. The old lady's eyelids twitched and she pulled her up.
"What are you doing!"
The old lady asked her to sit next to her, "I just teased you a few words, but you took it seriously!"
Nan Jiaojiao chuckled, "I respect you."
The old lady gave her a sideways glance, "Okay, stop flattering you, you'll be fine if you open your mouth again."
< br>Nan Jiaojiao smiled stupidly. She shouldn't say this, but her smile looked like she was deliberately trying to please her. The old lady sighed, "I'm not unhappy with you, you are too, why are you so confused? You are still young, and the mistress is already old. In the future, he will age faster than you. It's not you who will suffer. I was originally I thought, I like you, kid. If you really have no fate with Xiao San'er, I will treat you as a step-granddaughter and find you a good one. Who knew you were so indifferent!"
The old lady got angrier and angrier as she talked, and Bo Yanqing was so disgusted by her that she finally scolded Nan Jiaojiao: "It's just lard that has blinded your heart!"
Nan Jiaojiao couldn't hold it in any longer, so she laughed so hard that her throat almost hurt. She dropped a peanut cake in her mouth, bit it vaguely, and joked with the old lady: "It's okay, Uncle Bo is in good health. Leave him alone." It’s too late. If he can’t move anymore, I’ll leave him.”
The old lady suddenly fell silent, and then asked worriedly: “Where can’t he move?”
Nan. Jiaojiao almost choked.
She thought she was gossiping, and the older generation might not be able to accept it, but when she saw the old lady's expression, the gossip was about to burst out of her eyes, and it was clearly stated.
Nan Jiaojiao felt depressed for a moment, "Are you asking what I mean?"
"What else?" The old lady gave him a strange look, "Otherwise, what are you trying to do with him, just covering yourself up and chatting?"
"That's not so... not that much."
She wanted to chat. , Bo Yanqing doesn’t allow it either.
She didn't dare to talk about it, for fear that the old lady would be more open-minded than she was. She even thought silently that if Mrs. Bo and the master were brought together, they would be able to have a serious conversation about the origin of mankind.
"Grandma, if you continue to dislike me, you may provoke your granddaughter-in-law to go away. Where will you go with me?"
Bo Yanqing walked over from a distance, and the sound came before the person.
Old Mrs. Bo was startled subconsciously, feeling embarrassed that she would be caught talking behind someone's back.
(End of this chapter)