Chapter 97 The Old House Meets (2)

Jian Yunnao even looked up and saw the sweater that Jian Yujie was wearing.

Very familiar, then turned to look at his elder brother again.

It was found that the sweaters they were wearing were the same style, but the colors were different.

It's no surprise that the two are the same style, but the sweater on the elder brother's body is hand-knitted by Shi Yun. It stands to reason that Jian Yujie should not have such a style of sweater.

Jian Yujie also glanced at Jian Yunnao and his hand, but did not take the initiative to greet him.

Because he had previously heard from Ji Ming that Jian Yunnao claimed that sister Yiling pushed him down the stairs and injured his hand.

If Ji Ming is not lying, then Jian Yunnao is lying.

Therefore, Jian Yujie now has some views on Jian Yunnao in his heart.

Jian Yujie also noticed the sweater on Jian Yuncheng's body, which was the same style as his.

Undoubtedly, it must have been given by Sister Yiling.

This one of his is not the only one, it's a little tasteful...

Of course, it's just a little bit of taste, and it still can't hide the joy he received from sister Yiling's gift.

Six people entered the old house at the same time.

When the old lady saw so many people coming in at once, she laughed and teased:

"What day is it today, what kind of wind is blowing, why did you all come to me?"

He Yan was the first to step forward, with a full smile on her face: "It seems that my brother and sister-in-law and I thought about going together today, and we all want to accompany my parents."

"It's good that you have this heart." Mrs. Jian said with a light smile.

Speaking of that, Madam Jian's eyes fell on Jian Shuxun and the warm couple.

The expressions of the couple were obviously wrong, and they seemed to be hesitant to say anything.

Nuan couldn't help but look around in the hall.

The old lady saw it without saying it, and asked the servants at home to greet a few people to sit down and drink tea.

Anyway, her old lady has nothing to say to them, and she can't do anything other than let the younger generation drink tea, chat and enjoy flowers.

Mrs. Jian deliberately didn't mention where Jian Yiling went, and Jian Shuxuan and Wennuan didn't know how to speak, so they could only sit down with Mrs.

The six people sat on the Chinese-style mahogany sofa, each with different thoughts and expressions.

Jian Yunnao bowed his head the whole time, playing with his mobile phone with his uninjured hand, not talking to anyone.

Only He Yan had the strongest smile in her eyes, but the smile on the corner of her mouth was hidden. She was not stupid enough to reveal herself so obviously.

"Grandma, what about sister Yiling?" Jian Yujie didn't think much about it, and he asked the old lady directly after seeing Jian Yiling.

Wen Yan warmly raised his head.

Jian Yujie asked what they wanted to ask.

Jian Yunnao's body visibly stiffened.

But soon he appeared to not care about anything.

Before going out, he promised his big brother, at least in front of his grandparents, not to lose his temper.

"She went out." Madam Jian replied unhurriedly, with a leisurely expression.

Then he picked up the teacup in his hand and tasted it slowly.

Her leisure is in stark contrast to the warm couple Jian Shuxun sitting opposite her.

"Where did you go?" Jian Yujie asked again.

"Going to find friends to play with."

Mrs. Jian spoke as if she was squeezing toothpaste, squeezing a little and saying a little, but she refused to give a good one at a time.

"What kind of friends?" Jian Yujie quickly asked, "When did sister Yiling make friends? Is it a boy or a girl? Is it from their school?"

Jian Yujie's vigilance suddenly rose.

Jian Yuncheng, who was next to him, also frowned, his eyes flashed with displeasure, but he did not show it as clearly as Jian Yujie did.