Xia Yinian also didn’t realize when this gesture had beco a habit.
She didn’t want Grandpa to age, she just wished he could live a better life – that was her deepest desire.
"One bowl," the Old Master said, holding up a finger as he looked at her.
"Just one bowl? How is that enough?" Xia Yinian nibbled on her lip.
"It’s what Niannian said, one bowl is about right," the Old Master softly replied.
"One bowl is enough for dinner, but for lunch, at least a bowl and a half of rice, not porridge," Xia Yinian said seriously as she looked at him.
The Old Master nodded with a pleased smile.
"Alright, from now on, a bowl and a half for lunch and one bowl for dinner, and it’s rice, not porridge. Whatever Niannian says, Grandpa will listen."
"That’s more like it," Xia Yinian frowned slightly as she looked at him.
The Old Master reached out his other hand and stroked her little head.
The two of them sitting there, if soone said they weren’t grandfather and granddaughter, no one would believe it.
Feng Rui, standing not too far away, was also looking at them with an unceasing smile on his face.
As long as two people were fated, it didn’t matter whether they were blood-related or not.
"You’ve been ho for several days now, haven’t you ever thought to ask Grandpa for so alchemy secrets? Aren’t you always preparing for the Alchemy Competition?"
The Old Master looked at the girl beside him with a bit of a complaint.
Xia Yinian looked back at him, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned.
Having been ho for a few days, Grandpa’s words made her feel like this really was her ho.
It’s just a sha that she’ll have to go back in a few days, and who knows when she’ll be able to co back and see the old man again.
"Niannian of course has many questions to ask, it’s just that Grandpa has been busy recently, so I’ve had no chance to ask."
Actually, the main issue wasn’t that Grandpa was busy—he didn’t have much to be busy with—it was just that these past few days there was one more person to accompany him.
Xia Yinian rembered Uncle saying that Grandpa had so exclusive alchemy formulas that hadn’t yet found the right successor.
But, Grandpa has his own grandchildren, how could she covet his exclusive secrets?
Being able to clear up the contents of the two manuals he gave her already made Xia Yinian very content.
"Grandpa’s not busy and is always welco to be disturbed by Niannian."
With Niannian by his side, the Old Master felt his world was filled with sunshine.
In this aspect, no one else could compare, not even his own granddaughter.
"Good, then wait for , Grandpa, I’m going up to get the manuals you gave . Just wait a little while for ," Xia Yinian stood up and turned to leave.
"No rush, Grandpa will wait for you," the Old Master reminded her.
Watching the cheerful little girl, another figure surfaced in his mind.
His Jing Chu, Niannian really did look a lot like Jing Chu, the resemblance was uncanny.
But since his own granddaughter had returned, the Old Master didn’t want to entertain wild thoughts anymore.
Xia Yinian quickly took the two manuals and once again returned to the Old Master’s side.
"Old Master, you and Miss Niannian can go to the backyard to talk at your leisure. The air is fresher there, and I’ll have the servants prepare so pastries."
Feng Rui, who had been standing at a distance, also ca over.
"Good, let’s go to the backyard to chat, Grandpa. It’s more comfortable there," Xia Yinian nodded.
She had always loved the scent of jasmine. The jasmine happened to be in full bloom these days, and Uncle Rui’s suggestion was really good.
"Alright, alright, alright," the Old Master said with a smile.
Feng Rui knew that as long as Niannian thought sothing was good, the Old Master would definitely approve.
Sotis he really felt that Miss Niannian, compared to Lady Chuxue, seed more like the Old Master’s own granddaughter.
User Comments
0 comments from readers