"Eat and sleep before sleeping? Or wait?"

"Go out, it's time to start dinner."

Zhao Jian got up, found him a casual sweater from the box to put on, and the two went out together.

After going downstairs, the servant was ready to prepare a meal. Most of the Yu family would not eat together at night. Moreover, Zhao Jian and Ji Rufeng had been on the plane for so long, and it was not suitable for a party, so they simply pushed it to tomorrow.

The old man still has no airs, but he is so old these days. He asked the two of them about their future plans at the dining table. When talking about the wedding, the old man obviously became more interested.

Ji Rufeng looked at Zhao Jian and said, "We are considering that the two places are too far apart and are preparing to hold two weddings, one in Edinburgh and the other in Nanjiang. But now we just think so. If we really do it here, we have to ask you to give us some ideas."

As soon as these words were said, Zhao Jian wanted to laugh a little. Ji Rufeng was so slippery, and he still complimented the old man without hesitation.

Sure enough, the old man was very happy, but after thinking about it, he said, "No, just do it in Nanjiang. You don't need to accommodate us specifically. We will all go there at that time."

Ji Rufeng and Zhao Jian were both surprised when they heard this. The old man was only a hundred years old and was really not suitable for running back and forth.

"I may not have been back for a long time, and I want to go back and see it. This is the only time in my life, just take advantage of your opportunity."

Ji Rufeng and Zhao Jian looked at each other, and both frowned. The old man was old and missed his homeland, but if something happened, they should blame themselves to death.

"Mad Ancestor!" Zhao Jian put down the bowls and chopsticks and gently shook the old man's arm, "Do you have something to let us know?"

"You girl, what can I do? I can't just think about walking on the land of my ancestors?"

Zhao Jian and Ji Rufeng looked at each other, and didn't know what to say.

"Old man, I..." Ji Rufeng wanted to persuade him again, but the old man glared at him, "Eat!"

The two had to lower their heads to eat. The old man was very happy today and even added half a bowl of rice than before. Zhao Jian and Ji Rufeng were almost unfair to eat.

After dinner, the old man waved his hand, "You all go back to your room to rest. I am old and I feel young, you are still young."

After saying good night, the two went back to their room to rest, but Zhao Jian was puzzled. There were few elderly people as old as her grandfather, and she thought he would be very happy to attend her wedding.

"Okay, don't think too much. I'll ask again in a few days. Maybe the old man really wants to go back and have a look." Seeing that Huanhuan showed no sign of waking up, Ji Rufeng simmered a bottle of milk and put it in the thermos.

Even though Zhao Jian was worried, he could only agree with Ji Rufeng's statement and went to bed together after washing up.

For more than half an hour, watching the mother and daughter sleeping harder and heavier, Ji Rufeng quietly got up and left the door.

Not far away, Ji Rufeng saw the old man standing in a greenhouse with many flowers placed in the greenhouse, and the old man was fiddling with them.

He walked over, and the sound of footsteps alarmed the old man. He raised his head and Ji Rufeng smiled, "Old man, I still want to ask about something."

The old man put down the big scissors in his hand, "Is it a wedding?"
Chapter completed!