"Good!" The old man chuckled, looking Lu Sisi up and down carefully: "She's a good girl, looks nice, with clear brows and gentle eyes, definitely a good girl!"
With that, he sighed: "Now you have a girlfriend, a good girl. When I go down, I'll tell your grandmother. Maybe she can rest her eyes."
Chen Yan listened, and felt a bit sad in his heart.
When you go down... I'm afraid you won't meet my grandmother.
The old man stared at Lu Sisi, asking a few more questions about where she studies, how her grades are, how many people are in her family, and so on.
Lu Sisi answered each question but chose to speak only of the good things—particularly avoiding mentioning the heap of troubles in her own family.
After a while, the old man was satisfied and glared at Chen Yan, shouting: "Treat her well! Also, during New Year's, when visiting the tombs, go and kowtow to your grandmother!"
"Got it."
