The plaque of the Ninth Young Master Sanqiuzhai arrived the next day. After changing to this new plaque, the whole yard seemed to be completely renewed. This matter soon reached the ears of the Grandma. It was just a small matter, but the Ninth Young Master is now at the wedding. It would be fine if he had a more cheerful name. It seems that the Sanqiuzhai is not much better than Xie Luozhai. So that afternoon, the Grandma visited the Ninth Young Master Xie Luozhai again. No, it has now been renamed Sanqiuzhai.

Young Master Jiu was extremely comfortable in his Sanqiuzhai and did not feel like a disaster at all. He sat on the stone table. Yes, it was a stone table, not a stone bench. In his arms, Chen Xiaoyu was sitting on the stone table with him. There were two girls standing below, one was responsible for feeding him grapes, and the other was responsible for fanning them. The girl who fanned the fan was very puzzled. Even though the weather was so cold and it was almost winter, Young Master Jiu still loved to fan the fan as usual.

"Xiaoyu, you are so well-behaved."

Young Master Nine looked at Chen Xiaoyu, who was soft and weak in his arms, and pinched her cheek with satisfaction. Chen Xiaoyu was a little shy, touched her cheek that had been pinched by Young Master Nine, and said coquettishly: "That's because Xiaoyu likes Young Master Nine, Xiaoyu is only good to Young Master Nine..."

"Then are you good to me?"

Suddenly a stern roar came into everyone's ears. Everyone looked at the sound source together. The lady had already stepped into Sanqiuzhai, leaning on a crutch, looking at the Jiushou Master and Chen Xiaoyu with anger on his face. Chen Xiaoyu was so scared that she lost her temper when she saw that the lady was targeting her. She immediately jumped off the stone table and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy, "I am good, of course I am good."

"Get out of here, disgusting thing, don't tell me to see you again!" The lady shouted sternly.

Chen Xiaoyu nodded, stood up and trotted back to the room.

"Grandma, why are you here?" Young Master Ninth was still sitting on the stone table, but his posture became much more straightened without realizing it, but he was still rude and did not look like a general's son.

"Boy! Come down with me!"

Young Master Nine looked at the angry look of the grandma and had to walk down. He stood upright in front of the grandma and called out softly: "Grandma."

"What did you look like just now! You little brat! Look at me not to beat you to death!" After that, the lady's crutch went on the calves of the Ninth Master.

"Ouch! It hurts so much, grandma!" Young Master Jiu jumped back in pain.

"You know how painful it is! Then do you know how to behave in a bad way?"

Young Master Jiu's face darkened, "How can grandson be so angry about the customs?"

"Then what are you doing just now? You are already a person who is about to get married! How can you be worthy of Yan'er when you do this?"

The lady's hands were trembling slightly with anger. If she knew that a trip here would cost her half her life, she would definitely not come again. But who knew that the next sentence of Master Jiu almost killed her entire life.

"The grandson doesn't want to marry Yan'er."

The voice is weak, but very firm.

"You, say it again?"

The lady was a little unbelievable. Isn’t this something that everyone has always decided? She remembered that she asked Master Jiu if he likes Yan'er or not and whether he would marry Yan'er. Master Jiu's answer at that time was that he liked and was willing. Why did he say such a bastard again at this time?

"Grandma, Yu'er doesn't want to marry Yan'er."

This time his voice was particularly loud. He was not only talking to the lady, but also telling himself. This idea has been around for more than a day. He used to think that it was natural to marry Zheng Yan. Until one day, a girl named Gong Meier told him that the person who spent his life with him was his wife. He suddenly felt that he did not want to spend his life with Zheng Yan. He didn't love her, and even the only love was due to a cousin's recognition of a well-behaved and well-educated cousin.

"Bang!"

A loud slap fell on the face of Master Jiu. The old hand was trembling. From childhood to adulthood, the grandma never attacked Master Jiu. Master Jiu was stunned for a moment, looked at the grandma who was tearful in front of him, and knelt down with a plop. He knew that he had made his always happy grandma sad for him.

"Grandma, grandson is wrong. Grandson will marry Yan'er."

Is it still a compromise? In such a society and such a family, how can he have the right to choose on his own?

"Yu'er, grandma didn't mean it..." The grandma gently touched the slightly red left half of Master Jiu's cheek and said with a heartache.

"Grandma, let's go inside and talk."

The lady nodded slowly.

Young Master Jiu helped the lady into the room. After he helped the lady sit down, he poured a cup of tea for the lady, and then sat down.

"Yu'er, does your face still hurt?" asked the grandma.

Young Master Nine smiled and shook his head, and replied, "It doesn't hurt anymore. Grandma's beating is not heavy. It's much better than father."

"A bad guy will be foolish."

A joke from Master Jiu made the grandparents and grandchildren reconcile again, and the unhappiness just now disappeared immediately. This is the so-called relative.

The lady picked up the tea that Master Jiu poured for her on the table and took a sip of it. She was still confused about what Master Jiu said just now, so she asked, "Yu'er, grandma still wants to hear you say, why don't you want to marry Yan'er?"

"The grandson just feels that he and Yan'er are just cousins, and there is nothing else. The grandson thinks Yan'er is a very good girl, and the grandson likes her very much, but if he wants to live a lifetime with her, the grandson thinks it is still a little worse." The Ninth Young Master always relaxed in front of the grandmother, and he said whatever he thought of.

"What's wrong with Yu'er?"

Young Master Jiu thought about it and said seriously: "It's bad, feelings."

The lady put down the teacup and smiled and said, "Yu'er, feelings all need to be cultivated. How could a couple have a relationship before marriage? Speaking of this, you and Yan'er are already very good. She is your cousin. You have grown up together. I wonder how many people envy you such a relationship. Many people have never even seen their wives before marriage. They don't know how beautiful or ugly they are, nor do they know their personality. What else do you want to have? "

Young Master Jiu knew this, so he always thought that it was a very good thing to marry Zheng Yan since he was a child. However, the wedding date was approaching, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong between them, but he couldn't say what was wrong. Since he couldn't figure it out and couldn't explain it, he might as well change the topic. So Young Master Jiu said, "Grandma, you are here to find Yu'er, it's not just that simple to visit Yu'er, right?"

The lady knocked her thigh and then remembered her true purpose in Sanqiuzhai.

"Yu'er, why have the plaque in your yard been changed again? The wedding date is approaching, so I won't change my joy."

"If grandma doesn't like it, I'll ask someone to change it to Xizhai tomorrow."

The lady was indeed amused by the Ninth Master, "Young Master, you still have a happy vegetarian food. What should you do if you don't change tomorrow?"

"Grandma, you really want to ask your grandson to change the plaque to Xizhai, it sounds so unpleasant."

"Oh, this is what you said by yourself, I didn't say it." The lady looked at Master Jiu with a gloating expression.

"My grandson said it wrong. Is it okay?"

"Who wants you to apologize? After you marry Yan'er, you will give birth to a few fat great-grandchildren for your grandmother, which is the best apology."

"Grandma! Yan'er hasn't entered the door yet. If she hears it, she should be shy."

"Isn't this Yan'er not here?"

The grandparents and grandchildren looked at each other and smiled happily.
Chapter completed!