The little guy was particularly embarrassed. He didn't object to coming here, but he was very tired from coming here every day. It's too far here.
"I'll ask the driver to pick you up every day." The old man said.
It's like treating your own home as a kindergarten.
"Little Millet Cake is going to kindergarten soon. I have already contacted Chengzhi and will take him to the kindergarten for a visit next week. Then, he will also start learning martial arts. He is a little too tired after coming every day." Chu Zhaoyang explained warmly.
The old man felt particularly aggrieved and unhappy. He knocked on the ground with his crutch: "This won't work, that won't work either, so when can he come? I just want to see my great-grandson. You have so many excuses!"
"Great-grandpa, don't be so willful." The little guy said crisply.
Old man: "..."
"We will bring him here every week from now on, why not stay here for one night?" Chu Zhaoyang suggested.
The old man agreed with great reluctance: "That's okay."
After saying that, he said with disgust: "You are so useless, you can't even get your own wife back!"
Chu Zhaoyang: "..."
Why did he mean he couldn't get back? Didn't he come back with his wife and son?
Gu Nian: "..."
The old man said it in front of her, how embarrassing.
"Tell me, when do you plan to get married?" The old man said, glancing at Gu Nian slowly and lightly.
Gu Nian: "..."
Why did she feel that the old man was helping Chu Zhaoyang?
Chu Zhaoyang's lips curled up. The old man was very good at assisting at critical moments.
"Ahem." Chu Zhaoyang picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and said, "My father-in-law still wants her to stay at home for a while. After all, they have just met each other and have not been together for long."
The old man was blowing his beard and staring, but this boy was quite thick-skinned at this time and called his father-in-law in advance.
"Then we have to express our feelings." The old lady continued, "Old man, you can contact Little Gu personally later and make an appointment with him. Our two families can sit down to eat together and agree on a wedding date."
The old lady was thinking secretly, not believing that the two of them were so old and so senior that Gu Licheng could not give them face and quickly finalize the wedding date and advance it in advance?
The old man was surprisingly cooperative this time: "Okay."
The old man looked at the time. It was still a long time before dinner, so he took the little guy's hand and said, "Let's go, Great-grandpa will take you to the study to play."
The little guy :"..."
Old lady: "..."
This damn old man, what fun was there in the study!
It meant that the addiction to teaching people has come back and he wanted to teach the little one.
It's true, the good great-grandson was so harsh to people the first time he came to visit us.
He didn't need to be so early to learn something as a little child!
The old lady wanted to stop him, but she heard Chu Zhaoyang say: "Let grandpa take the Little Millet Cake and see how good the Little Millet Cake is."
"You!" the old lady told him, "Little Millet Cake is still young, so don't be too harsh on him."
Chu Zhaoyang nodded in agreement: "Gu Nian is watching."
The old lady felt relieved Gu Nian was here.
***
The old man took the little guy into the study, and the little guy looked at it curiously.
There were many calligraphy and paintings by famous artists hanging in the study, as well as calligraphy written by the old man himself.
"Can you understand?" the old man asked with a smile.
The little guy shook his head honestly: "I can't understand."
"Then do you like it?" the old man asked, carrying the little guy to the chair.
The little guy was so short that his little hands couldn't even touch the table when he sat on it.
The old man simply let him stand on it.
If other people in the Chu family saw this, they would be shocked.
The old man's study, usually no one was allowed to enter without his permission.
Except for his own handwriting, everything hanging on the wall was antique calligraphy and painting.
Even the tables, chairs and bookshelf were antiques, the latest ones were from the Qing Dynasty, and the old man had always treasured them.
The old man was the same as the old lady. He thought that when he bought something, he must use it.
So these antiques were also put on display.
Although the tables and chairs were in use, they have been carefully maintained.
Moreover, the old man pays great attention to the posture of standing and the posture of sitting. It was absolutely impossible for the little guy to stand on a chair like this.
Unexpectedly, this time, the old man didn't care at all.
The little guy realized that he was taller, and suddenly he became arrogant and proud. His proud look made the old man's beard tremble with laughter.
"I like it!" the little guy said crisply, "I watched TV. I've seen these and found them very interesting."
"This is the brush, this is the ink stick, this is the inkstone, and this is the rice paper." The old man pointed at each one and introduced, "Our famous brush, ink, paper and inkstone are these four, known as the four treasures of the study. Do you want to learn to use a calligraphy brush? Do you want to write in big characters?"
"I want!" The little guy nodded vigorously, "I can write my own name now, my mother taught me."
"Hahaha!" The old man happily took out an ox-horn purple-hair pen and gave it to the little guy. Because the little guy had small hands, he deliberately chose the one with the thinnest barrel.
"Come, let Great-grandpa teach you how to hold a pen." The old man probably spent all his patience on the little guy.
And the little guy was very smart and could learn it as soon as he could.
Just because people were small and have little strength, they could not hold the pen with much strength.
"Here, try writing on paper." The old man said.
The little guy was holding the pen, and his hand was shaking badly because he didn't know how to apply force.
Handwriting was not good-looking in the first place, but now his name was even more crooked, like an insect crawling.
Needless old man said, the little guy himself was very dissatisfied.