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Chapter 162 That Academic Master, Come and Explain the Questions 21

"What is this?" Grandma laughed but also felt a little embarrassed, "Why are you buying me something for no reason? It's a waste of money."

Mingnan came over and hugged her and kissed her, "Because I want to buy it for you, you should try it now!"

She took out the short-sleeved shirt and the skirt, "Here, you can wear the short-sleeved shirt anytime, and the skirt can be worn when you dance in the square."

Grandma's eyes lit up as soon as she saw it, but she still said stubbornly: "This dress is not cheap, right? How old am I, and I still wear this?"

"Hey, what's wrong with being old? Don't you have the right to pursue beauty when you are old?" Mingnan held the skirt and tried it on grandma, "Look, it's so beautiful."

Grandma took a look at herself in front of the black screen of the TV. It was indeed a perfect fit for her. She was tall and thin, so most clothes could fit her, but she was too lazy to dress up. Today, she took a rare look at it a few more times, and the corners of her mouth could not stop rising, and she could hardly close it.

After all, it was bought by her granddaughter, so she was happy. Even the cheapest clothes became precious in her eyes.

Mingnan picked up the waist pillow and said, "This is a waist pillow my classmate bought for his mother. He knew I had a very good grandma, so he bought an extra one and said he would give it to you."

Grandma was surprised, "Oh, this is a lot of money, right? Which classmate is too polite?"

"It's over a hundred yuan, not very expensive."

Mingnan smiled a little shyly, "You don't know him, he just transferred here this semester, his name is Shen Yang, he's a boy."

"A boy?" Grandma opened her eyes wide, "Wait - does he like you?"

Mingnan hesitated as he was about to speak. His nose moved and he frowned and said, "Why does it smell like burnt food?"

"Oh shit! My chops!"

Grandma quickly put down her skirt and rushed into the kitchen.

Mingnan laughed, put the things back into the bag, and tidied up the coffee table.

The phone rang, and she turned around to see a message from Teacher Shen popping up on the screen: [Are you home yet? ]

Teacher Shen: [Does grandma like it? ]

Mingnan sat down and replied: [Grandma was so happy that the ribs were stewed into a paste.]

Teacher Shen: [Cat is shocked.jpg]

Mingnan: [Let’s talk later. I have to eat.]

Teacher Shen: [Okay.]

……

"Hey, who are you texting with? You're smiling like a sunflower." Shen Shuangcheng winked at him ambiguously.

Shen Yang calmly locked his phone, turned around and looked at her with a hint of accusation, "Mom, how old are you?"

Shen Shuangcheng lifted up a strand of his long curly hair and said proudly, "You're rude. Can't you just ask a girl's age if you don't know her age?"

Shen Yang reminded coldly: "...Ms. Shen, you are 43 this year."

Shen Shuangcheng paused, then slapped him on the back of the head with his backhand, "Pa——"

"You little brat, if you don't speak, no one will think you're dumb. How can anyone want you when you're so ruthless? It's a shame that our Shen family's ancestors are so proud of themselves."

Shen Yang: "..."

He was silent for a moment, and his slender hand slowly reached for the waist pillow bag.

Shen Shuangcheng: “???”

"Hey, hey, hey - what are you doing? Why are you taking back something you gave away?"

She slapped Shen Yang's hand away, picked up the bag and put it next to herself.

Shen Yang laughed.

"I'm talking to you seriously. What's going on between you and that girl? You even gave gifts to her grandmother. Do you really like her?"

Shen Shuangcheng looked at Shen Yang curiously.

Shen Yang thought carefully for a few minutes and said affirmatively: "I like it."

Shen Shuangcheng's eyes lit up immediately, "What's your name? How do you like her? What are your plans?"

"Mom, why are you checking the household registration?" Shen Yang said helplessly.

"Isn't this just my concern for you?" Shen Shuangcheng rolled her eyes at him, then laughed again, "To be honest, if you really like her, go for it. Mom supports you. The most beautiful and purest feelings in a person's life are during the student days, when love is just beginning to blossom."

"You'll understand when you grow up. Talking about marriage involves too many things and interests. Even the best relationship will have hidden dangers."

Shen Shuangcheng touched his head with emotion, "So, now that you are at the age where you should be in love, mom hopes that you can enjoy it to the fullest, so that you won't live in vain and won't have any regrets in the future."

Mother's eyes were gentle and tolerant, and she had the relief of having seen so much. Shen Yang was quite moved and said softly, "Thank you, Mom."

Shen Shuangcheng smiled, patted his head, and after a minute of being serious, he asked gossipingly, "So how far have you progressed? You didn't bully them, did you?"

Shen Yang: "..."

……

"He really didn't bully you?"

Grandma stared at Mingnan suspiciously.

"Nothing happened." Mingnan held her hand and comforted her, "We didn't do anything. Although I like him, we know the priorities. The most important thing right now is studying."

"I'm not such an unenlightened old lady. It's normal for you to like someone at your age. Grandma was young once too."

Grandma raised her chin and said proudly: "There were many people who liked me at that time. I was tall and beautiful, and I received love letters every day."

Mingnan was touched by her cuteness. He leaned on the sofa and looked at her. "Then why did grandma like grandpa?"

"Isn't it because he's the best looking? Otherwise, why would I choose him as a softie?"

Grandma said disdainfully, "He cries all day long. You don't know. When he saw me playing with others, he hid himself and cried while writing a love letter. I saw him and he burped. The noise was so loud that if you didn't know, you would have thought it was thunder."

When talking about the past, grandma couldn't help laughing, and her eyes lit up.

Mingnan listened with great interest, "Really? Grandpa didn't do it on purpose, did he? Otherwise, how could you have happened to see it?"

Grandma was stunned. She had obviously never thought about this before. Now it was as if she had suddenly realized something. "This old man is so mean!"

"Thank goodness that grandpa is smart, otherwise how could we be so good-looking? Isn't it because we take after you and grandpa?"

"Only you can talk."

Grandma smiled and pinched Mingnan's nose, looking at her pretty face, feeling a lot of emotions at once.

She stroked Mingnan's head gently, her voice full of vicissitudes but with a firmness tempered by time, "If you like each other, then try to get along with each other. Grandma has no objection. It's normal for people to fall in love for the first time and admire a young girl."

"But you must know when to stop. Girls are more vulnerable than boys. Don't give yourself up easily, and don't put all your hopes on a boy. Do you understand?"

Mingnan nodded, put his arms around grandma's waist, leaned against her, and played with her in the fan, listening to the lively voices outside the window, and said with a smile: "I understand, grandma."

Grandma patted her arm comfortably and said, "Okay, stop acting like a spoiled child and go back to your room to rest."

"Then kiss me and I'll leave."

Mingnan looked up at her, and her grandmother laughed, "You're already a grown-up girl, why are you still acting like a child?"

Although she said that, she still kissed Mingnan on the face lovingly.

Mingnan also kissed her, then got up and went back to his room.

"Remember to treat them to a meal, don't just take advantage of them—"

Grandma gave another reminder.

Mingnan waved his hand, "I know!"