Chapter 929： Thin lady

Chapter 929 Thin Lady

The face of the cloud painting is a bit red.

When I came with Bo Siqing, the security guard was still very surprised, but there was a thin board, he didn't dare to scream, and quickly finished checking the salute.

"Look at my grandfather." Cloud painted and laughed, and couldn't help but ask, "The lady who used to be..."

"That is Mrs. Bo, the curator of the leaf." The security guard looked at the cloud painting with some surprise. "You don't know? You have come with Boss a few days ago..."

Cloud paintings were smashed by their own saliva.

"Cough, cough..." Cloud painting coughed a few times with his mouth, and nodded quickly. "I know, thank you Xiaohu, I will give you some dumplings for you and other brothers. My grandfather will come back tonight." We are going to make dumplings."

"Thank you Yun sister." The security guard gave her a tribute and watched their car drive into the mountains.

Jiang Yanqing looked at the cloud painting strangely: "What happened?"

Cloud painting licked his lips, hesitated, and looked at Jiang Yanqing: "Mom, you should also pack it up, your appearance is not worse than others, and it looks great to dress up."

"I am old and still dressed up."

"Mom!" The cloud painting is speechless. "You are only a few years old, and you are still old. Then you let Zhou Ayi, how can others live?"

Jiang Yanqing smiled and didn't say anything.

Cloud painting can actually understand, my mother is Jiang Yanqing, people are not old, but my heart is old.

I have experienced too much, even though I have forgotten part of the memory, but the inner feelings of vicissitudes will not decrease.

What's more, the memory that has not been forgotten is not simple, just as the average person can't accept it!

The grandfather Ji Songquan is back at six o'clock.

On the contrary, the winds of the season came back late.

When Ji Changfeng rushed in, Ji Songquan was talking to Jiang Yanqing.

Seeing the long wind coming in, Ji Songquan rushed to him and looked directly at Hong Feng: "Feng Feng, you can have a meal."

"Good." Hong Feng smiled and prepared.

Cloud paintings are also followed, helping to serve.

"I can come by myself." Hong Feng smiled.

Cloud painting also laughs. "You don't think of me as a big lady who doesn't touch Yang Chunshui. I can do anything. Besides, this is in my own home. What's the matter?"

Hong Feng laughed, "I like you like this, OK, and the blind man is not polite to you, then you can help the scorpion put on the tableware."

"it is good."

The family eats and eats without saying anything.

After eating, I sat and talked.

After chatting for a while, the old man went to the study room with Ji Changfeng, Jiang Yanqing and Hong Feng gossip, and asked the father's preferences and his physical condition.

"There are health care doctors to follow, and every week to check the body of the father, rest assured." Hong Feng whispered.

Every leader is equipped with a dedicated health care doctor. For this common sense, Jiang Lanqing did not know, and asked many details.

"Drawing, the old man told you to go up." Father's secretary, the secretary said with a smile.

"You go." Jiang Yanqing said.

She has become more and more unclear about what her daughter is doing, and she does not ask much.

Cloud painting quickly went upstairs, followed by the secretary into the grandfather's study.

Ji Songquan sat at his desk and the wind was sitting on the opposite sofa.

Seeing the cloud painting coming in, Ji Changfeng directly patted the position around him and gestured to the cloud painting to sit over.

The cloud painting sat in the past and blinked.

(End of this chapter)