After dinner, Ji Wanzhou and Meng Qingge take Ji minhuai for a walk in the back garden.


    Ji minhuai is not far away teasing little PI, a man and a dog, playing is very happy.


    Meng Qingge is sitting on the swing, gently shaking, and sitting on the side of the wheelchair Ji Wanzhou said, "listen to grandfather Fu, grandfather''s legs were cured but not cured."


    "Well, he didn''t let him, so he just bandaged it up at that time." Season evening boat should a, and then eyebrows gently pick pick, "how to think up to ask this matter?"


    "I want to see if grandfather''s leg can be cured." Meng Qingge gently shakes the swing, "if it can be cured well, why continue to live in a wheelchair?"


    "My grandfather is very stubborn and stubborn." Ji Wanzhou looked at Meng Qingge, talked about Liu Laozi''s temper, and then frowned slightly, "I''m afraid it''s not good to tell him."


    "I know my grandfather''s temper too. It''s hard to say." Meng Qingge''s eyebrow tail gently raised, and then said, "but I want to try, in case Did he listen? "


    Ji Wanzhou''s lips are slightly hooked. Meng Qingge''s status in Master Liu''s heart is extraordinary. Maybe if she tries to persuade him, he will really listen to Meng Qingge!


    Think of here, the eyes of the season evening boat slightly bright, flash a glimmer of joy, "that you go to try! Maybe grandfather will listen to you


    "Yes." Meng Qingge should a, and then gently nodded, looked up at the night sky, the stars all over the sky, "must think of a good way, so as to persuade grandfather."


    "Yes." Ji Wanzhou agreed with Meng Qingge.


    At noon the next day, taking advantage of Ji minhuai''s lunch break, Meng Qingge goes to his study to find Mr. Liu.


    Mr. Liu is practicing calligraphy in his study.


    The housekeeper saw Meng Qingge coming in and was about to bow down to greet him, but was interrupted by Meng Qingge shaking his hand.


    Meng Qingge''s right hand pointed to Liu Laozi, meaning not to disturb him.


    When Mr. Liu finished writing a piece of Chinese characters, Meng Qingge opened his mouth and praised sincerely, "grandfather is really a good writer!"


    Mr. Liu raised his head and saw that it was Meng Qingge, and a smile appeared on his face. "Ha ha ha, I''m old. I can''t do it anymore. The more I write, the worse it is."


    "No way." Meng Qingge picked his eyebrows and said with a smile, "don''t be modest, grandfather!"


    "Ha ha ha ha!" Mr. Liu chuckled and said, "what''s the matter with my granddaughter-in-law?"


    Meng Qingge is slightly pick eyebrows, she was also thinking about how to talk to Mr. Liu, did not expect that Mr. Liu should take the initiative to ask, then she went straight to the point, "I listen to grandfather Fu said, your leg may be recovered."


    After listening to Meng Qingge''s words, the smile on his face congealed, and then frowned with displeasure, "why does that old man mention this well? Talk a lot


    "Don''t blame uncle Fu. I asked him." Meng Qingge said in a hurry, "if your leg can be cured and recovered now, it would be better."


    Liu Laozi''s brow is still tight frown, "no cure, on this wheelchair to live this life."


    "What did grandfather say?" Meng Qingge''s eyebrows gently wrinkled up, the voice also slightly raised some, "can cure why not cure?"


    Liu Laozi shook his head and said, "even if it is well done, I don''t want to be cured. Don''t tell my daughter-in-law."


    Meng Qingge looks at Liu Laozi''s refusal and frowns slightly. This is what she had expected. It was not so easy.


    "Alas..." Meng Qingge only heard a long sigh, and then made a look of regret.


    "Yes?" Mr. Liu raised his head and saw Meng Qingge''s appearance, so he didn''t hold back his voice and asked, "what''s the matter, granddaughter-in-law? What''s the matter?"


    Meng Qingge frowned and looked at Liu with his beautiful peach blossom eyes.