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Long Jing didn't seem to be shy about having some juniors around him when he spoke to Wen Qing'er. Others seemed to be used to it, but Ming Ke was a little surprised. Grandpa and grandma spoke so directly and sincerely.
For people of their age, they no longer need to think about whether it means being pretentious when they say something like this, because they don't need to be pretentious.
Grandpa really misses grandma and has been thinking about her for so many years.
After finishing the kowtow, she stood up, looked at Long Jing and said, "Grandma won't blame you. It's not your fault. Everything may be God's will."
"What kind of God's will? If that boy Bei Mingye hadn't interfered with it, you would have gone home long ago." Speaking of this, Long Jing still couldn't help but feel depressed.
Mingke immediately took his hand and shook it gently. For the sake of his own man, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say coquettishly: "Grandpa, you promised me not to be angry with him, have you forgotten?"
"Grandpa doesn't have time to be angry with that boy, come here." Long Jing took her hand and pulled her aside: "Give your dad a stick of incense."
Looking at the three words translated as dragon on the tablet, Ming Ke bit his lip and almost shed tears.
But in the end, she just tried her best to stay calm, offered incense to Long Yicheng with the greatest courtesy, and kowtowed three more times.
When she got up, Long Jing took out a box from his pocket and handed it to her: "This is your father's thing. Now it is returned to you."
"Daddy's stuff?" Mingke's fingertips kept shaking. He took the box and opened it carefully. Inside was a gold necklace. One side of the circular pendant was engraved with a picture of a rising dragon, and the other side was engraved with the word "³É".
Long Yicheng, her father
"At that time, Long Shanshan came back with this gold necklace, and because of the bastard's manipulation of the kinship test process, grandpa believed the woman's words." Long Jing always felt very guilty about this, He looked at Ming Ke and said firmly: "Grandpa will never make this kind of mistake again in the future. You believe Grandpa."
Ming Ke could only nod. Apart from nodding, he couldn't say anything. His throat was so choked that he felt uncomfortable and moved at the same time.
It was Long Waner who rubbed her head and persuaded her a few words in a gentle voice before she slowly calmed down.
"It's getting late, let's go back to the main house for dinner." Long Chuhan reminded: "This is the first time that my sister has gone home to eat seriously. Don't let her starve."
As soon as these words came out, Long Jing immediately held Ming Ke's hand and blamed himself: "I didn't even remember the time. Let's go back and have dinner. Tell grandpa what you like to eat. If the servant doesn't like it, We will change the dishes immediately. The whole kitchen is full of fresh ingredients tonight, you can eat whatever you want."
Ming Ke still bit her lip and said nothing. She just followed his footsteps and returned to the main house.
Seeing Beiming Liancheng standing alone on the road, she stretched out her hand to hold him when he passed by. She said warmly: "Don't stand alone all the time. You are also my family. You have not greeted my grandpa for so long. Come on. Call me grandpa."
Beiming Liancheng looked a little embarrassed, calling him grandpa, isn't this appropriate?
But Long Jing didn't take it seriously and smiled at him: "Since we are the girl's family, then follow the girl to call me grandpa. From now on, in the Long family, we will treat it as our own home. There is no need to be formal. I don't have so many rules as an old man. Do you understand? ?¡±
Beiming Liancheng just nodded casually as a response. As for the "grandpa", he couldn't say it out loud.
The prince has not come over, and his relationship with the Long family seems to be very ordinary. It should be said that his relationship with everyone is very ordinary, and Ming Ke has never seen his passionate side towards anyone.
¡°For so long, the only person who can make him have some emotional ups and downs is probably his mother, Long Wan¡¯er.
This cousin is like a myth, just out of reach.
After the meal, everyone in the family, except Long Chuyang, was drinking tea in the living room. Even Beiming Liancheng and Yue Qingya were also there.
The old man had something to say, and everyone obviously knew it, so there were several people in the living room, and everyone was very quiet.
After Long Jing drank a cup of tea, he finally spoke: "Next month, I want to set up a few tables with Alan and get married do you have any objections?"
For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire living room was a bit weird.
Everyone¡¯s eyes fell on Bai Lan, who was still quietly sipping tea, not impatient or irritable, and had no special reaction, as if what the old man just said had nothing to do with her.
After a moment, Long Waner was the first to speak: "After delaying it for so many years, now that we've made a decision, that's fine."
She stood up, looked at Long Jing and Bai Lan, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Dad and Aunt Lan!"
When she said this, others immediately stood up and congratulated the two elders.
Ming Ke didn¡¯t really have any thoughts in his heart. Congratulations or not was just a word. Even if he said it, it might not be what he thought in his heart.
But following the crowd, she still said a few words of congratulations.
When we went back, it was quiet all the way. It was not until the car descended the mountain and slid onto the main road that Beiming Liancheng suddenly said: "Bai Lan and the old man from home are getting married. Do you have any idea?"
"Yes." Bai Lan married her grandfather, how could she not know the stakes?
"However, people are already so old. For grandpa, a harmonious family is what he wants to see.
Money is an external thing, no matter how much you take during your lifetime, there will only be a pile of loess left after your death. No matter how much money you hold in your hand, what does it mean to him?
"What are your thoughts?" Beiming Liancheng asked again.
Mingke looked at the changing scenery outside the window, with a little smile in her eyes. She said, "I'm thinking that at least while grandpa is still alive, Bai Lan will be nicer to him."
Beiming Liancheng tightened his fingertips and couldn't help but glance at her sideways: "Are you kidding, or are you pretending to be naive?"
"What do you think?" Mingke looked back at him: "What about you? What do you think?"
"After two years of marriage, as long as the husband and wife agree, the property will be shared. How much do you know about Oriental International's marriage law?" Beiming Liancheng said lightly.
¡°I don¡¯t know very well, nor do I know how many years after marriage, the property will be calculated together, but I haven¡¯t thought about it that much.¡±
The marriage laws in several places are somewhat similar, but basically there is not much difference. However, such wealthy families will sign an agreement before getting married, but she feels that her grandfather and Bai Lan will not sign such an agreement. After all, they are really not young. .
"You also know that your grandfather will not guard against her?" Beiming Liancheng glanced at her and could see through her mind at a glance.
"What do you want to say? Why don't you just say it directly, there is no one else here." Mingxiao said.
Beiming Liancheng didn¡¯t know what he was upset about. Was he angry with her for not taking these things seriously, or was he angry with her for not being defensive against others?
Ming Ke's indifferent attitude made Beiming Liancheng frown: "You know what Bai Lan wants. Maybe it's not just an equal share of the equity with your grandfather, maybe she wants more."
"I know." Mingke shrugged. He really didn't think it mattered. What does it matter?
¡°In the end, she really felt that to everyone, all this was not that important. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com