Mrs. Wen said something for a while and then sent everyone away, leaving only Wen Mianmian alone.

Looking at the granddaughter who had obviously changed a lot, the old lady, who had been tense, had a softer face, and even her voice became gentler.

"Why did you suddenly fall into a coma? Fortunately, you woke up, but do you think something is wrong?"

Wen Mianmian stepped forward with a smile and sat next to the old lady. "I don't know either. I just felt that I had been sleeping for a long time. When I woke up, I was soft and I had no strength."

"Isn't it just because I have no strength after sleeping for so long?"

The granddaughter, who had gradually become a girl, sat beside her. The old lady wanted to squeeze her hand, but after thinking for a while, she put it down.

If the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain. Wen Mianmian, who has been carefully looking at the old lady, took the initiative to extend his hand, held the old lady's hand with both hands, and asked softly: "Grandma, why are you back?"

"I miss my grandmother these days when she was away. I don't know that I come to Hanyuan every day."

The old lady was a little happy, her voice softened, "What else are you doing when you are not here?"

"Grandma is not here, but grandfather is here." Wen Mianmian said happily: "When I see my grandfather, I think of my grandmother. It just so happens that they haven't gone to the college recently. My father and brother both said that my handwriting is so ugly, and my grandfather has taught me to write recently."

The skin under the old lady's clothes was obviously tight, and Wen Mianmian seemed to have not noticed it, and continued, "Now my grandmother is back, so I can watch me practice calligraphy."

The old lady then smiled faintly, "Your word should be practiced well, how about it?"

"Great progress." Seeing that she was willing to continue talking, Wen Mianmian smiled even happier. "My grandfather's handwriting is very good. I have taught me with great care in recent days, and it has made greater progress than before."

The old lady changed her questions and asked about her recent work and schedule. When she learned that she was obediently in the mansion, she patted the back of her hand, "Grandma is tired, so take a rest first."

Wen Mianmian quickly got up and bowed, "Grandma is resting first, I'll go find my grandfather to practice calligraphy."

Looking at her happy back, there was a trace of exploration in the old lady's eyes. Madam Hua, who was serving her closely, took the curtain in and helped her rest. She said as she walked: "I heard that the girl has come to find the old master every day these days, and the grandparents and grandchildren are in a very harmonious relationship."

The old lady walked straight to the inner room, sat down and said lightly: "It's not surprising that his bones and blood are flowing on her body."

Madam Hua said again: "It is said that the girl has changed a lot after she got sick this time. In addition to getting close to the old man, her relationship with her wife has also improved a lot. Young Master Qing is playing in Caiyunju for no reason."

These were what the mother who served in the yard told her just now, which surprised her.

The old lady's eyelashes trembled slightly and did not continue to speak. Madam Hua stopped talking. She helped the old lady lie down before turning around and retreating.

In the wing next door, the old man rubbed his hands and felt very anxious, "Your grandmother really didn't say anything?"

"No, don't worry."

Wen Mianmian started to move the things he practiced in calligraphy, and couldn't help but reminded him: "Next, I will come to practice calligraphy every day. Grandpa, do you remember what I said?"

The old man nodded quickly, "We are still practicing calligraphy under the osmanthus tree in the yard. Grandfather should hold his head up and be calm and calm, neither humble nor arrogant, try not to do anything and not make your grandmother hate it, and let her like it slowly."

"Yes, let's go."

Wen Mianmian walked out with her pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The old man hurriedly followed. Therefore, when Madam Hua walked out of the house, she saw that the grandparents and grandsons were very focused on practicing calligraphy in the yard.

He kept secretly "surveillance" the old man and the old man came to Madam Hua's side. After a while of muttering and winking, Madam Hua looked at her carefully for a few more times before turning around and going to go.

When the evening documentary envoyed the father and son came back from the military headquarters, they immediately went to the Hanyuan to pay their respects to the old lady. It was not until they saw their own son that they felt happy.

"My mother hurried back all the way must be because of the tiring and the unfilial son."

The old lady hurriedly asked him to sit down and said gently: "If such a big thing happened in the mansion, you should have sent me a message earlier. Although I can't help, it will always be better in the mansion."

"Fortunately, Mianmian came here without any danger. Otherwise, how could she be able to fulfill her mother's instructions before her death?"

As he said that, he turned his eyes on Wen Lingxiao, and he was even happier when he saw this eldest grandson. "Xiaoting seems to be a little taller than before. After waiting for Mianmian things to pass, he will do Xiaoting's lifelong affairs."

Xiaoting is Wen Lingxiao's small character. He was so happy that he smiled slightly when he saw him talking about his marriage. Then he bowed and smiled: "A few days ago, my grandson had already invited my mother to help me see someone with a lovely person. My mother means that after finishing my sister's business, I will start to arrange for my grandson."

As he said that, he looked at Wen Shumian. The father and son met their eyes and understood it immediately. Wen Shumian immediately took over and said, "This kid is at the age of starting a family. He was calm before, but now he has the heart to ask her mother for the initiative."

"Her mother has already told me about a few families. She is waiting for Mianmian to settle the matter, so she can start to see it and strive to enter the door next year."

The father and son sang together and tried to get around the matter. The old lady's face gradually became unhappy and she snorted coldly, "Look at each other?"

"Who do you want to see? Who do you want to see?"

His eyes swept over the father and son, and finally fell on Wen Shumian, questioning: "You have forgotten everything your uncle said to you earlier?"

It was related to the son's marriage, Wen Shunmeng was not ready to respond vaguely and spoke directly, "The son was not ready to let the daughter of the Liu family enter the house. It's not that true for this cousin to marry his cousin."

"Apart from that woman Liu Qinghua can't be my daughter-in-law in the General's Mansion, nor can she be my mistress in the future of the General's Mansion. Don't mention this matter again."

The room suddenly became silent, and the old lady's eyes fell on Wen Shumian. After a long time, she closed her eyes, "I'm tired."

Wenshu stood up and bowed respectfully with Wen Lingxiao, and then the father and son retreated together.

The father and son felt a little displeased with the Liu family.

The welcoming banquet that should have been lively also became tasteless because the old lady refused to attend.
Chapter completed!