Chapter 1436: Unreliable

Pointing at Nan Jiaojiao, he said to Uncle Qiu, “Look at this, look at this!

Right in front of me, as soon as someone texts her, she stops talking to me!”

Uncle Qiu couldn’t hold back his smile and spoke like he was comforting a child, “The little miss is in a passionate phase; it’s understandable.

Isn’t she still here with you?”

Elder Nan couldn’t stand hearing the phrase ‘passionate phase’, feeling like his precious girl was being spoiled.

Bo Yanching sent Nan Jiaojiao a photo of the dining table, with his hand holding chopsticks in the bottom right corner.

The watch strap peeking out from his sleeve reflected light, faintly capturing his handsome face bowed with a gentle smile.

She didn’t reply a single word and quickly took a photo of the dining table herself.

“I’m not chatting!

I’m showing off, letting him see all the delicious food my grandpa prepared for me, it’ll drive him crazy with envy!”

Elder Nan opened his mouth, but words wouldn’t come out.

Yearning?

Only Nan Jiaojiao would be tantalized.

Bo Yanching has tasted every delicacy possible.

Could he really covet this humble meal?

After taking a photo, Nan Jiaojiao jumped up and placed her phone far away, returning to shake Elder Nan’s arm, “See, I’m ignoring him.

I told him before I left that I would spend time with Grandpa.

Why is he being so clueless now?

Sending messages at this time, no sense at all.

Once my photo’s sent, he’ll stop bugging me.

I’ve put the phone far away now.

I’m here to talk with you.”

Elder Nan tried to suppress his smile; it spread slowly to his ears, impossible to hold back.

He pretended to cough and said, “Didn’t you say you were going to bring Zhenzhen and Bo Family’s two little ones over?”

Ah, change of topic, safe for now.

Nan Jiaojiao pressed her lips, “I forgot it’s the Qingming Festival.

Zhenzhen is the only daughter, how could Lu Family let her go, and Qingshan and Qianqian also have to stay with Bo Family for ancestral rites.

Timing isn’t right, maybe next time.”

Elder Nan poked her forehead, “Others remember the dates, only you overlook them.

I knew it when you mentioned it that it wouldn’t work out.

It’s not about you being unreliable, it’s about being outlandish.”

Nan Jiaojiao chuckled, snuggling up to Elder Nan’s arm, cajoling her way through.

Elder Nan didn’t push her away, gently brushing her hair, soothing her like he did when she was a child, softly patting her shoulder.

Uncle Qiu quietly lowered his head to eat, eyes moist, discreetly turned aside to wipe them.

In this large house, though there were many servants, effectively it was just the two older companions sticking together.

Elder Nan spent his life raising two children, and once they grew up, they left home.

Thankfully, the little miss returns often; otherwise, Elder Nan would be so lonely.

After dinner, Nan Jiaojiao walked along the path back to her place.

Tonight she didn’t plan to sleep at Grandpa’s; she wanted to return to her courtyard to check on the persimmon tree planted in front of her house, and the crabapple, all kinds of flora she impulsively planted.

The gardener managing the orchard on the hill has to take care of all her plants.

Nan Jiaojiao set up a lounge chair under the crabapple tree, placed the fruits she’d brought from Grandpa on the small table, and the cup of milk tea steamed beside her.

She waved her hand over it and answered the phone ringing.

“Now you dare to answer my call?” Bo Yanching’s low teasing voice seeped into her ear.

She laughed softly and hung up the call, sending him a photo of the night sky.

Bo Yanching’s video call came immediately.

His handsome face filled the screen, fixed on her, “I thought I might have angered you; you hung up without a word.”