As soon as Xia Ningxi heard her words, she immediately turned her attention away from Su Yayan and her mother-in-law said: "it's getting hot these two days. It's easy to get angry. You and grandfather Luo have to eat more pears. My mother asked me to bring some apples and grapes this time. They are all newly bred by my uncle. They are pollution-free and sweet. You eat first. If you like, I'll send some another day. "

Song Linghua's hand is carrying the fruit that Xia Ningxi stuffed hard, which is both moved and helpless.

"Just let your uncle sell the fruit that he has managed to grow, and give it to us all the time. How much does this bag cost? I told you before, we are just two people. We can't eat much. It's a waste to send so much. "

Nowadays, the price of fruit is several times higher than that of natural food. Most people can't afford it.

Xia Ningxi's family conditions are not rich, but they can often eat these fresh seasonal fruits, because her uncle contracted a very large orchard and would send them some from time to time.

Xia Ningxi's family and the two old people's families are just up and down the stairs. The relationship between the two families is very good. The old people almost watched Xia Ningxi grow up.

Luo baogeng's children and grandchildren are not around. Looking at Xia Ningxi, who is almost the same age as their grandchildren, they unconsciously transfer part of their love for their grandchildren to her.

Even Xia Ningxi before the transfer problem, they help to find people to do.

For this reason, Xia Ningxi's parents are also grateful for their love and help to Xia Ningxi. In recent years, as long as Xia Ningxi's family has something good, they will basically give them a share.

Xia Ningxi listened to song Linghua's words and said with a smile, "if you are worried about waste, you should eat more quickly, or it will be a real waste if it is really broken."

"You child..." Song Linghua glared at her angrily, "don't send these to us next time, we won't accept them."

Xia Ningxi doesn't answer with a smile. Anyway, it's good to accept this time. Next time, she naturally has another way.

"Now that you're here, don't leave. I'll let your grandfather Luo make your favorite meat bun. Your grandfather Luo's skill is handed down from his ancestors. He doesn't often do it at home. Today you have a good mouth. "

Xia Ningxi was going to leave after delivering things. After hearing this, she sat back silently: "really? Then I'll have a good taste. "

With that, he again focused on Su Yayan: "Granny song, these two are..."

"It's the child of my old friend." Song Linghua explained briefly and sighed, "if you come here today for this matter, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. Lao Luo really can't accept your script."

"My wife is right." Lao Luo packed his things from the outside and came in. Hearing his wife's words, he immediately echoed, "I really don't have the intention to take the script now. Let's not say it's a TV series. I'm not even going to take movies now. "

Su Yayan looked embarrassed: "Uncle Luo, we really have no choice but to come to you. If you're worried about your health, you can rest assured that filming belongs to filming. We will definitely put your health first. We expect to take a long time to shoot this drama, but the shooting tasks are relatively few, which will never make you tired. "

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