Squeamish Bag In The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 19

He said this seriously, but it didn't seem to be a fake.

And his grandson himself knew what kind of person Song Shiqing was. If he really gets along with Sui Sui, he will not deny it again and again, he is not such a person who has no responsibility.

In that case, is there really no object at all?

The smile on Grandma Song's face diminished sharply, and she glanced at the little girl sitting in the hall. Under the dim light, the little girl looked as if she had walked out of the New Year's paintings, very beautiful.

How could such a good girl not be the object of her grandson?

Grandma Song didn't give up, and asked: "Then do you like Sui Sui?"

Song Shiqing pressed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Grandma Song said to herself: "Grandma really likes Sui Sui anyway, this girl Sui Sui is good-looking and has a sweet mouth. If you like it, hurry up, don't wait until you are preempted and regret it."

After saying this, she pointed to the kitchen room: "Okay, grandma won't say it. This is a major event in your life. Just keep it in your mind. Go and pour the water."

Back in the hall, Jiang Suisui was already able to walk a little bit. She saw an old photo hanging on the wall, which was framed in an exquisite photo frame.

The photo shows a couple. The man is wearing a straight military uniform and looks very energetic. Upon closer inspection, his eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Song Shiqing.

The woman is wearing a cheongsam with bronzing and embroidery, sitting on a chair with a smile on her mouth, and her temperament is blue.

Jiang Suisui guessed that the people in the photo were Grandma Song and Grandpa Song when they were young. It’s a long time ago. It is estimated that they were taken more than 40 years ago during the Republic of China.

At this moment, Grandma Song also came over, looked at the old photo with Jiang Suisui, and said with a smile: "The people in this photo are me and Shiqing's grandfather. Forty-six years have passed. They are already a thing. If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t be able to tell that the person above was me.”

Jiang Suisui shook his head quickly: "Grandma, don't say that. Years have never defeated a beauty. Grandma, although you are older than the picture, I recognized you at a glance."

Grandma Song took Jiang Suisui's hand and shook her head with a smile: "When you get old, you can't accept the old."

At that time, there was an accident in the house, and Grandma Song didn't keep anything. She hid the photo for the first time. It was not broken by those who ransacked the house, and now it can be preserved intact.

During the conversation, Jiang Suisui learned that Grandpa Song couldn't always sit because of a bad waist, and it's not good to stand, so he went to bed early.

At this time, Song Shiqing poured the water and came over, walked to Jiang Suisui, and handed her the enamel jar.

But Jiang Suisui didn't pay attention when he turned around. One could not hold it firmly. The water spilled out of the cup, wet her clothes and pants, and the enamel cup fell to the ground with a sound.

Jiang Suisui hurried to pick it up, but Grandma Song grabbed her: "It's okay, just let Shi Qing pick it up. Your clothes are all wet. Change to dry clothes. I'll help you dry them."

After speaking, he whispered Song Shiqing's words: "You kid, don't know how to let Sui Sui hold it steady before letting go."

In fact, this is not to blame Song Shiqing, Jiang Suisui was already steady when he let go, and he accidentally fell afterwards. Jiang Suisui was originally embarrassed, but when he heard that Song Shiqing was carrying the pot again, he couldn't help laughing.