Yang Muya asked, then turned to the kitchen and stared.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the backyard." Yang Shuchen took Guan Yunian up and walked out.

He didn't tell Guan Yunian that the ancestral home of the Yang family was not accessible to ordinary people. Yang Muya said that because he recognized her as a grandson-in-law.

Guan Yunian didn't know the meaning of visiting the ancestral home of the Yang family, but felt that staying in the living room would be in danger of being demolished at all times. He would rather hide in the yard and be safer.

"Why didn't you just follow what I taught you?" Yang Shuchen took her out of the living room, and the two walked side by side under the ginkgo tree, walking around the path to the backyard.

His thin lips opened slightly, and he asked suddenly.

"...Your grandmother is very nice, I don't want to lie to her." Besides, I don't feel like I can lie to her.

Guan Yunian didn't say the last sentence, but thought silently in her heart.

She doesn't like to deceive people, especially people who are really good to her.

Failure to explain her relationship with Yang Shuchen has already made her feel a little guilty, and she doesn't want to lie to an old man anymore.

"There is a house in the backyard?" Guan Yunian's attention was quickly attracted by the white bungalow in front of him.

"Does anyone live here?"

The house of the Yang family's ancestors is very big. Even though it looks dilapidated on the outside, Guan Yunian discovered it as he walked in. Everything inside was well cleaned, without any sense of shabby.

The old appearance is just the low-key way of life of the Yang family.

But in the ancestral house, there are already so many rooms, and there is no end to it. Who would build another house in the yard?

In front of the house, there are many flowers and plants planted. Even if Guan Yunian has not studied the flowers and plants, he can see that these flowers are carefully taken care of.

The oncoming wind is full of flowers and refreshing.

When they approached, she discovered that among the flowers, there was an elderly man in a wheelchair, holding a shower and watering the flowers...

"Grandpa."

Yang Shuchen clasped her wrists, brought the sluggish Guan Yunian forward, and shouted.

"Grandpa, grandpa." Guan Yunian repeated his words, her eyes filled with surprise.

The news she found turned out to be true.

Yang Muya's original love story is simply more exciting than the story written in the script of the idol drama.

Fortunately, at the end of the story, the lovers finally get married.

Yang Muya looked at the old man in front of her, and had to admit that Yang Shuchen's growth was so bad for the country and the people, it was all because of her good genes.

She wandered around the Yang's house and saw no ugliness.

His grandfather and grandmother are so good-looking, even if it is inherited from generation to generation, he is still cheap.

"I'm back." Xia Hua heard the sound, put down the shower, raised his head, and was about to say something. When he caught sight of Guan Yunian next to Yang Shuchen, Zitong stopped slightly.

Soon, calm was restored.

There was a smile on his resolute face.

"It seems that your grandmother can't stand your babbling anymore, and finally she is willing to take the girl home as a guest."

"Grandma cares about me, I understand." Yang Shuchen said, bringing Guan Yunian to Xia Hua, motioning her to say hello.

"Hello grandpa, my name is Guan Yunian, and I am Yang Shuchen's girlfriend. I would like to meet you for the first time, so please give me some advice." Guan Yunian was shocked by the noble aura on Xia Hua's body, and he walked with hands and feet.

He almost spoke incoherently when he spoke.

Mother, she thought Yang Muya was enough for her to look up, but she didn't expect that his grandfather was just sitting, and the pressure on his body made people unable to lift their heads.