Feng Xiao touched her head and smiled, "Go."

An Mu followed a group of people and walked forward.

After crossing several door frames, he arrived at the courtyard where the old lady lived.

Walking inside, An Mu has a feeling of traveling through time and space. This is clearly the house of an ancient official's house! Qijin’s yard, don’t be too grand!

When I reached the innermost point, an old man about 60 years old responded, "Master, madam, you are back, the old lady has been waiting inside."

After saying this, he looked at Feng Xiao and An Mu, and when his eyes fell on An Mu, he pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a touch of disdain.

The old nanny was very mean, with a sharp look.

It's just a babysitter next to the old lady who has such an air, enough to see what kind of person the old lady should be!

Thinking about this, An Mu followed Deng Yanchen and Fenghou into the room.

As soon as I entered, I saw an old lady sitting on a leather sofa, and a steaming tea cup was placed on the coffee table in front of the old lady.

Unlike the acrimonious old lady that An Mu had expected, this old lady had a kind eyebrow and a kind eyebrow. Because she was thin, she didn't look old. She had gray hair and no dyed hair, but her face could definitely be seen. She was well maintained. of.

She looked absolutely not seventy years old, just like a woman in her forties, with very white skin and few wrinkles, apparently she had undergone a face lift.

And just so old, she can still vaguely see her youthful bright and moving.

The old lady saw a group of people. Now Deng Yanchen's eyes passed, and then she stopped on An Mu, showing a kind smile, "This is Feng Xiao's wife? Come and show me!"

An Mu was stunned.

This kind of dialogue...

If placed in a costume drama, An Mu will step forward and salute the old lady.

But in modern times, why is it so weird?

She twitched her mouth, smiled awkwardly, but did not speak.

Feng Xiao said, "Old lady, I heard that you are sick? Look at you, are you okay?"

An Mu’s failure to pass is equivalent to not giving face to the old lady, but this old lady was not at all displeased, just smiled, "Actually, it’s not a serious illness, it’s a sickness of the elderly. When you get old, hurry up and take my baby. The great grandson hug me and see!"

The latter sentence was addressed to Deng Yanchen.

Deng Yanchen held the young son forward.

Xiao Shizi saw an old lady inexplicably, and his big eyes rolled around.

The old lady smiled when she looked at the child, "I look so good-looking, exactly the same as when you were a kid, Fenghou!"

When these words fell, Feng Xiao said sarcastically, "I remember, you married in when he was ten years old, how do you know what he looked like when he was a child?"

The old lady choked, looked at Fenghou, and sighed, her expression lonely.

Feng Hou coughed immediately, gave Feng Xiao a dissatisfied look, and then motioned to Deng Yuanchen, "Let my mother take a look at Xiao Shizi."

"Little son?" The old lady raised her eyebrows, "What's this name?"

"He is called Fengshi, so..."

"Rheumatism? This name is too bad, I have already thought of a name for my precious grandchild! When your father was alive, you gave it to your son. Your son's son will understand, your son... The old lady glanced at Feng Xiao, "I don't need the name anymore. Does this grandson always use it?"