Chapter 4772: Come, buy candy to eat

Wan Mei was a little embarrassed: "Sister, you know, Xiaojing, this kid is

playful and not interested in learning. His grades are definitely not as good

as Wanwan. Let's go upstairs first. Dad and older brother and sister-in-law

are all waiting in the room. ."

"Hey, good."

The aunt greeted Zhao Yuanjing, "Xiaojing, what are you going to do, go

upstairs. Hey, how come this kid is still so introverted? Let's forget about

the girl's temperament. In the future, boys can't be mixed up like this in

society!"

Zhao Yuanjing listened to English with headphones in one ear, and looked down

at the electronic version of advanced mathematics on the phone.

He had read the high school physics books, and he felt that it was not

difficult enough. Instead of listening to these two women talking nonsense, it

would be better to read something interesting.

So I found the content of the university.

Sure enough, the university courses have much depth.

Zhao Yuanjing looked a little fascinated, until he reached the door of the

box, Wan Mei pulled his sleeves.

"Xiaojing, stop playing with your phone, go and talk to grandpa."

Zhao Yuanjing raised his head and saw an old man with white hair, skinny as a

wood, sitting at the edge of the round table, looking like he was eighty or

ninety years old.

A little confused.

But when he saw Zhao Yuanjing, his eyes became clear.

He stood up on the table and said tremblingly, "Little Jing?"

Wan Mei cried all of a sudden: "Xiaojing, your grandfather is suffering from

Alzheimer's disease, and he is always confused. Sometimes he doesn't know

anyone at home and just remembers you."

Zhao Yuanjing helped the old man and said gently: "Grandpa, sit down and

talk."

"Hey, hey, good."

After the old man sat down, he reached into his pocket and fumbled for a long

time, took out a blue floral handkerchief bag, and opened it layer by layer.

Inside is a stack of banknotes.

He clicked, and left two small ones, and took out the remaining few red

100-yuan paper and pens, and stuffed them in Zhao Yuanjing's hand: "Xiaojing

will go to buy sweets to eat, and to read books for little people."

Wan Mei hurriedly stopped: "Dad, keep your money for yourself. Xiaojing has

grown up and stopped eating sweets and reading little books."

The old man stared hard: "What are you doing? You are not allowed to grab

Xiaojing's money! You want it, go with your parents! How can children who

don't like sweets or reading books? Xiaojing take it! "

Wan Mei couldn't laugh or cry.

Who are her parents?

This old man was sometimes confused and sometimes sober, and now he recognized

her as someone else's child.

The aunt said: "Xiaojing, take it. Since childhood, the old man has loved you

the most. Xiaomei, don't stop it, let's brothers and sisters, your life is the

hardest, and you suffer from it on weekdays. Child, let him take the money,

even if he buys some food or some stationery?"

Wan Mei was ridiculed by her elder sister, blushing, and whispered: "How much

money can my dad have, and that little pension is not enough to hire a nanny.

It's not all the big brothers and sisters."

"It's nothing, I don't lack the money."

The aunt touched the huge sapphire ring on her finger.

The two sisters are seven or eight years old, but sitting together makes Wan

Mei look much older.

Wan Mei's facial features and eyebrows are very beautiful, but without the

nourishment of money, she looks haggard and withered.

The older brother and sister-in-law, who had been sitting there, stood up and

said, "Dad, just sit down. Where can Xiaojing's family buy sweets? Do you

treat him as a five-year-old child?"

The sister-in-law said: "Dad is really confused. He even recognized me as his

wife that day. He caught me and scolded me, saying that I had hidden his

things, and said that I had treated the child harshly. It's all about

everything..."