hotmtlnovel Chapter 642
Chapter 642
After staying at grandma's house for a few days, Jiang Che drove back to his hometown.
Grandpa was sitting in the shade at the door, sitting on a reclining chair to enjoy the cool air.
When he saw Jiang Che, Jiang Zhenming was happy at first, but then he looked depressed.
"Grandpa, what's your expression? Are you unhappy to see me back?"
Jiang Che deliberately spoke in a clear voice, opened his arms and wanted to hug his grandfather, but was ruthlessly rejected by his grandfather.
Don't you know what your expression is, you bastard?
The whole safe is automatically fed every day. I get a little bit of tobacco leaves and take two or three puffs, just like sending beggars away...
Jiang Zhenming endured it.
But there is nothing inside, and I don't know if I can replenish it when I come back.
What the hell is this?
Jiang Che was amused...
Of course he remembered to replenish the tobacco leaves, but after Chen Qing brought Xiao Xiaoyu back once when she got married, he hadn't been back for several months, so he had completely forgotten about replenishing the tobacco leaves.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry..."
There was still half a bag in the trunk, Jiang Che took it out, and said with a smile: "I'll replenish it for you now! How about rolling one now? Roll two!"
"Roll your ass! Don't hang around with this thing here, your grandpa has quit smoking!" Jiang Zhenming was obviously moved, and then he started to get angry. He was getting more and more excited, and in the end he almost jumped up and pointed at Jiang Che's nose and shouted "your grandpa has quit smoking".
How could he not be angry.
A few days ago, he wanted to call Jiang Che every day to scold him.
But then he thought about it carefully, thinking that Jiang Che was willing to let him quit smoking for his own good, and thought, why not just quit smoking?
With this thought, he did not buy any more.
If he could not hold it any longer, he would just smoke a few ordinary ones.
Slowly, he stopped smoking ordinary ones.
He really quit smoking during this period.
But no matter whether he really wanted to quit or not, Jiang Zhenming could not help but feel full of resentment when he saw Jiang Che.
Especially now that Jiang Che pulled out the remaining tobacco leaves.
What's the use of taking it out now?
He did not want to see it at all.
He quit smoking with great effort.
What if he could not hold it anymore after seeing this thing?
"It's better to quit, it's better to quit!"
Jiang Che threw the bag of tobacco leaves into the trash can and smiled happily.
He did not expect that this wave could be an unintentional success. He went through so much trouble and got so many things, including safes and automatic feeding. Why? Wasn't it just to help his grandfather quit smoking?
"Smelly boy..."
Jiang Zhenming cursed with a smile, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, and was about to continue rocking in the chair to enjoy the cool air, but he heard a crisp sound, and then a smell of cigarettes drifted into his nostrils.
"You little bastard, you forced me to quit smoking, but you smoke so well... Get out of here!"
Jiang Zhenming jumped up from the rocking chair and wanted to kick Jiang Che, but Jiang Che dodged flexibly and ran into the yard...
Grandma was sewing a quilt in the yard, and the quilt was hung on the wire for drying clothes. Grandma was sewing in the sun, and she could see more clearly. She heard a sound at the door. She thought it was Jiang Zhenming who was talking to someone for a long time, but it turned out to be Jiang Che who came back.
Seeing her grandson, grandma immediately smiled and put the needle and thread in her hand into the basket, intending to go to the store to buy some fennel to make dumplings for Jiang Che.
No extra words.
No need for any words.
Making dumplings when meeting is the best way to express longing.