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Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 303: Your habits still live in us

Chapter 303 Your habits still live in us Chen Zhuo originally thought that Yu Xian’s grandmother should be a thin, dull, dark-skinned and old rural woman. As it turned out, the old lady by the window, although over 60 years old, was not thin at all. He looks chubby and even a little festive, and at first glance you can tell he is a fat and kind-hearted person. Under her grandmother's gaze, Yu Xian was too embarrassed to run over and continue hugging her boyfriend, so she could only signal Chen Zhuo to leave first. Then, she returned home with the footsteps of "dong dong dong". After opening the door, the decoration in the room looked a little old. The off-white sofa and brown TV cabinet were also quite dated, but everywhere was relatively clean and tidy. There are also some potted plants wherever you can see, with long green leaves hanging down to the ground, adding a lot of vitality and vigor to the room. "Why did you call me?" Yu Xian put down his bag, unhappy that his grandmother suddenly interrupted his date. "If I hadn't called you, you would have run off with someone in the middle of the night!"

Grandma rolled her eyes and said, "As a girl, how can you be more reserved? Is that idiot Chen Zhe?" "It's true, but it's not Guawa!" Yu Xian corrected unhappily. "I said he is that, he looks like he is not very smart." Grandma watched Chen leave from the window and gave him a not-so-high evaluation. It seems that Chen Zhuo had guessed correctly before. Yu Xian’s temper is not like his father’s. I don’t know if it is like his mother’s, but there is definitely a shadow of his grandmother. Grandma was too old, and Yu Xian was too lazy to argue with her. He just asked in confusion: "Do you know what Chen Zhuo is?" "Your old man said that when he came here." Grandma returned to the sofa and sat down, then naturally took out a handful of melon seeds from her pocket. Just as she was about to kowtow, she suddenly remembered something, took out a tissue and put it on the coffee table, then she kowtowed comfortably. But my grandma is a little fat and her movements are a little slow. The saliva-soaked melon seed shells often stick to your fingers and need to be shaken off. Yu Xian saw it, sighed and said, "Just throw it on the ground, I'll clean it up later." Grandma shook her head: "Your mother is a vicious woman. She would always nag me every time I threw something on the ground. Forget it, forget it..." A trace of nostalgia and sadness suddenly flashed in Yu Xian's eyes, and he turned to look at a photo on the cupboard. It was a family photo, with grandma sitting in the middle. She was not as old as she is now. A pretty little girl was nestled in her arms. This is Yu Xian when he was 10 years old. A couple stood behind him. The husband was handsome and the wife was not only pretty but also had a delicate oval face. It's been too long, so the photo is a little faded, but it doesn't detract from her coolness and beauty at all.

Maybe some relatives have passed away, but the habits they left behind still live on in other people. I wonder if this is a form of remembrance. Yu Xian took a deep breath, walked to his grandmother, squatted down, and peeled the melon seeds skillfully. She was much more efficient, and soon a pile of white melon seeds accumulated. "Hmm... very comfortable..." Grandma enjoyed it contentedly, picked up the plump melon seeds and slowly put them into her mouth to chew. Glancing at the granddaughter beside him, this little girl is so much like that hot-tempered woman. Oh no. Yu Xian is more beautiful because she has combined the advantages of her good-for-nothing son. Thinking of Yu Xiaoliang, the grandmother who had been smiling happily just a moment ago immediately showed a look of anger, and even the delicious melon seeds could not cover up this emotion. "Your spineless old man gave some money." Grandma nodded at the drawer of the TV cabinet and said, "Take it and deposit it into your card." "I do not want!" Yu Xian refused quickly without even raising his head. Grandma got even angrier when she heard this: "Why not? If you don't want the money, he will use it to support that bitch and her little bitch!" The "bitch and little bitch" here are probably Tang Xiangyue and her daughter. From this, it can be seen that grandma does not recognize Yu Xiaoliang's current wife at all. The only daughter-in-law she acknowledged was the deceased woman. Yu Xian remained indifferent and continued to peel the melon seeds. "You're a square-headed person too!" The grandmother looked at her granddaughter's stubborn brows, feeling helpless and distressed: "I just found out too. You didn't even take the money your husband gave you before. You didn't say anything, so I thought you didn't need any money." “There was no shortage!” Yu Xian retorted: "I don't want to have anything to do with him!" Grandma's arm, which was holding the melon seeds, suddenly let go. In the past, my granddaughter was raised in the palm of my hand, otherwise how could she have planned her artistic hobby as a career path. But after her mother passed away, I don’t know why that bastard Yu Xiaoliang married that bitch. Grandma thought that Tang Xiangyue had a pointed face and looked like a scheming and mean woman. But even after the son of bitch was beaten and scolded, he just wouldn't listen and still insisted on getting married. The granddaughter, like her mother, was also stubborn and hard-headed. She had kept it a secret from her and even refused to accept her father's living expenses. The living room suddenly became quiet for no reason. Moonlight shone through the tree branches and window sills, falling on the ground in patches.

It’s like those scattered fragments in memory, no matter what, they can never make up a complete happy moment for a family. After a while, grandma stopped cursing. She sighed and said, "The day after you went to the capital, your old man came over and cried in front of me." Yu Xian didn't know what it meant and raised his head in confusion. "He said he was too selfish and felt sorry for you in the past two years." The grandmother touched her granddaughter's flawless face with her chubby hands: "Your husband said that every time he gave you living expenses, it was like completing a task. It didn't matter if you didn't want it. He just wanted to avoid condemnation of his conscience." "He knows he was wrong now." Grandma walked over, opened the drawer of the TV cabinet, and took out a thick stack of 4-yuan RMB notes, estimated to be more than yuan. "He said this was the living expenses that should have been given to you, and now it's all returned." Grandma put the money on the coffee table: "Your husband said he is too embarrassed to ask for your forgiveness, but if you have children in the future, don't tell the baby that you don't have a grandfather..." "Tick tock..." A tear rolled down her smooth cheek and fell silently onto her clothes. Round, like the marks of tree rings. "If you don't want it anymore, I'll take it." Grandma said without hesitation: "I won't let this money go back to support that bitch!" It turned out that the grandmother didn’t stop scolding people, she just couldn’t bear to scold her granddaughter. When talking about other people, his catchphrases still fly out like beautiful piano music. Yu Xian remained silent. "Your old man said." At this time, grandma told Yu Xian: "It was only after he listened to Chen Zhuo's words that he realized that he had done something completely wrong..." "Shh!" Yu Xian suddenly raised his head: "What does this have to do with Chen Zhuo?" "How should I know!" Grandma snorted coldly: "If it weren't for this incident, I would have poured the swill bucket on that idiot's head when he was holding you downstairs!" It turns out that grandma had already seen it... Yu Xian was both angry and amused. She didn't care that she didn't have time to wipe away her tears. There were still one or two crystal tears hanging on her long eyelashes. She frowned and said, "No!" "Then tell the idiot to be more careful next time!" Grandma said unhappily: "You haven't even gotten married and haven't even met the parents." My grandmother is a very traditional old woman, and many of her ideas are even biased towards feudal society.

Yu Xian's inherent idea of ​​"men work outside and women work inside" was partly influenced by her grandmother. So Yu Xian didn't know how to explain the "hug" part, so she simply wiped her tears and changed the subject: "It's almost time, I'll go get you some water to soak your feet." "Good~" After grandma finished talking about the matter and scolding people, she seemed to feel better and picked up the melon seeds and stuffed them into her mouth again. Just as Yu Xian said, grandma is an old lady from Sichuan and Chongqing who would laugh when she is happy and curse when she is angry. When Yu Xian brought over a basin of hot water, grandma lay back on the sofa, enjoying her granddaughter's massage comfortably, and her eyes closed involuntarily. The elderly like to soak their feet in winter, which helps blood circulation and keeps the body from getting cold. After a while, grandma suddenly asked, "I heard from your husband that Chen Zhe's father is an official and his mother is a doctor?" "Um……" Yu Xian tilted his head, thought for a while and said, "It seems so. I didn't ask for details." Grandma didn't say anything. You know your own granddaughter best. This girl is simple and stubborn, and her mind is definitely not as smart as those children from those families. Not to mention that Chen Zhuo could persuade Yu Xiaoliang to realize his mistakes. He was just his "father-in-law" in name, and it was not that easy to do. A while ago, she learned from her son that Yu Xian was in love, and she was shocked. The granddaughter is so beautiful. I wonder why the boy with the chopped head approached Yu Xian. However, Yu Xiaoliang spoke highly of Chen Zhuo, and grandma gradually put her mind at ease. "Take that kid home for dinner when you have time." Grandma said, "Try our Sichuan cuisine." Grandma wanted to observe Chen Zhe in person to see what kind of person he was and whether he was sincere towards his granddaughter. “He’s very busy at the end of the year.” Yu Xian was not sure: "I don't know if he is free." Grandma didn't think she was shirking her responsibility on this point. Because in addition to talking about Chen Zhuo's family situation, Yu Xiaoliang also said that he was a college student in the best university and the best major in Guangdong, and that his college entrance examination score was enough to get into Peking University or Tsinghua University. Grandma thinks that for such top students, the final review must be very difficult. In this way, the grandparents chatted for a while, until the water in the basin gradually became cold and no longer had the effect of promoting blood circulation and dispelling cold. Yu Xian picked up the water and prepared to pour it out. When he passed the living room, he saw that the wooden screen in the entrance was shaking and very unstable. Yu Xian was worried that it would fall and hit his grandmother who was alone at home, so he asked, "Do you want to replace this?" Many of the furniture in the house were arranged by my daughter-in-law herself, even the screens.

It’s too old and has reached the end of its useful life. But grandma always felt that it was not the right time yet. "Wait for Chen to come home." Grandma said loudly: "Only with the addition of new people can the old ones rest in peace." Yu Xian nodded, took his clothes and went to take a shower. Not long after, with the sound of the shower, grandma was the only one left in the living room. She slowly put on her slippers and came to the family photo. He stretched out his hand to adjust his position, stared at the smiling woman in the photo, and whispered: "Your sister Xian has grown up and is in love. You must bless her, you must bless her..." The evening breeze blew in through the window. The thin branches and leaves of the potted green plants swayed up and down, as if nodding in response. ······ (End of this chapter)