Even though Ling's mother is more generous than Ling's father, she was a little surprised by what she said. Look at Jiang Zizhuo's grandparents? What identities and positions do they have?

Ling's mother turned her head and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao, and she saw that her daughter was lowering her head, her eyes kept looking at the ground, giving her no signal at all.?

"Big girl, isn't it suitable for her father and I to see uncles and aunts?" Ling's mother had been in business for several years and thought she had already practiced her mouth, but then she was still looking at Jiang's mother a little dry, not knowing what to say.

"Oh, what's the shame? I said to my elder sister, didn't I say it? Look at my Zizhuo and our Xiaoxiao have such a good relationship. It won't take long to become a family. Isn't it the same for this family to visit the old man? My parents heard that you have come and have always wanted to meet you."

Mother Jiang smiled, making Mother Ling couldn't say anything to refuse. What does it mean to see the elderly in the family? Is it okay for them to have not become a family?

The more enthusiastic Mother Jiang is, the more crisis the father Ling feels. Why do everyone want to compete with him for his daughter?

Ling's mother hesitated for a long time but could not help but feel enthusiastic about Jiang's mother. She nodded reluctantly and agreed to visit Grandpa Jiang with her mother the next day.

"Dabaoer, have you been to Grandpa Zhuo's house?" After walking out of the hospital, Ling's mother pulled Ling Xiaoxiao over and began to interrogate.

Ling Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded: "On the National Day last year, he took me to see you officially, and I have been there several times this year."

"Then why don't you communicate with me?" Ling Ma was very dissatisfied with this.

"I haven't found a chance, I didn't expect Aunt Liu to take you there before." Ling Xiaoxiao held Yu Guang guiltily and kept staring at Ling Ma's face.

Such a big man, it would be embarrassing to be beaten on the road.

"You kid," Ling's mother knew what she was thinking: "Your father and I can't just pass by this hand when we go tomorrow. So suddenly, what should you ask me to prepare for?"

"His family, from old age to young people, all like to drink tea. There is a tea city nearby. Why don't you and my dad buy two cans of tea with you tomorrow?" Ling Xiaoxiao started to want to bring something to visit when his mother Jiang mentioned this.

"Tea," Ling's mother pointed her chin with her fingers: "That's fine, but your dad and I don't know much, and I don't know what's good or bad. How do you choose this?"

Ling Xiaoxiao didn't understand. She would drink whatever tea a little boy made on weekdays. Now she was very picky and not made by a little boy. She would feel that it was not delicious.

However, it seemed not good to ask the boy to take Ling’s father and mother to buy tea for his grandfather. Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Ling’s mother with a little embarrassment: “I don’t understand this very much, why don’t you and my father watch and buy it?”

"What to buy?" The little boy talked to Ling's father, turned around and heard this sentence.

Ling Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth: "Tomorrow, my mother thinks it is not appropriate to go there empty-handedly. I want her to buy a few cans of tea to bring with her, but she and my dad don't understand it very much, and they won't choose it."

The little boy looked at Ling Xiaoxiao with a funny look: "Let's go. I'll take you there."

With a little boy here, it would not be a problem to choose some tea that the old man liked. Ling Xiaoxiao quickly smiled and pulled up his arm.

"Grandpa's stomach is not good, so he prefers to drink black tea. He likes the wild Zhengshan Xiaozhong the most," Jiang Zizhuo held Ling Xiaoxiao's hand and said little by little: "Grandma likes lighter tea, so she drinks the most green tea, both Tieguanyin and Longjing like it, but when she encounters jasmine tea with a special aroma, she also likes it."

Ling Xiaoxiao remembered it carefully. As a junior, she should know the hobbies of Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang. I hope that next time, she would not have to ask the little boy again.

The boys in the nearby tea city were not familiar with each other. The four of them walked in the passage and watched. When they met the owner who was brewing for the guests, they went in and joined in the fun and poured a cup and tasted it.

Ling’s father and mother didn’t understand it very much. They just drank the fun and watched them boiling water and washing tea with elegant posture. They felt a little itchy. They also wanted to match it with a set and also soak a little when they were at home. You should always be more elegant, right?

Grandma Jiang’s favorite green tea is easy to buy. After entering a few stores, they were lucky enough to buy a can of jasmine tea that had just come from Sichuan. With a hint of orchid smell, Ling Xiaoxiao fell in love with it after drinking a small cup.

In addition to giving it to Grandma Jiang, she also bought a can and prepared to take it back to school to drink it slowly. However, the wild species that Grandpa Jiang likes is not easy to choose. The price of this kind of tea is relatively high, and many shop owners are unwilling to enter. Even if someone enters it, the quality of the tea is unsatisfactory.

People like Grandpa Jiang who have been drinking good tea for life, drinking bad tea in their mouths is like people who are used to eating white rice, who suddenly eat a bite of brown rice and cannot swallow it.

"What should I do? We have all gone through the tea city here." Ling Xiaoxiao pulled Jiang Zizhuo with some headache and asked his opinion in a low voice.

Jiang Zizhuo did not expect that the tea that he was used to drinking on weekdays would be difficult to buy in the tea city: "Or look at something else. If you don't have a small group, it's the same for buying a little Jin Junmei."

The few people started looking for it slowly from the first dish. After drinking a lot of tea, Jiang Zizhuo's frown finally stretched out and bought a can of very good golden buds and a can of black buds.

"Uncle, aunt, please take it. Xiaoxiao and I will come to pick you up tomorrow morning, let's go there together." Back at the hotel, Jiang Zizhuo politely handed the gift box to Dad Ling's hand.

"You guys go back to school early, I'm really troubled you today." Ling's mother said a little awkwardly. She also had to trouble him when buying things for his grandparents. She was just right here.

Ling Xiaoxiao also looked awkward when she heard this. She was so familiar, so why are you so polite? She said hello to Ling’s parents and left the hotel.

"It's so troublesome to choose tea. If I had known it, I would have suggested that they choose a tea set." Ling Xiaoxiao knocked on her thigh, so tired.

Jiang Zizhuo smiled but said nothing. Is it easy to choose a tea set? Grandpa Jiang likes purple clay and has several teapots that have been kept on his hands. He takes them out and takes them out to take a look when he has nothing to do on weekdays.

Grandpa Jiang's use of the purple clay teapot was so nitpicious that it would be countless times more difficult to choose a teapot in the tea city just now that it would be more difficult than choosing tea leaves.

Not to mention the blue and white porcelain that Grandma Jiang likes. There are many hand-painted patterns. The older a person is, the more terrifying his eyes are. These are all old sayings.
Chapter completed!