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Chapter 320 War of Independence (1)

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    People always say: If you are disturbed by summer, you should come to Kunming.

    Dianchi Lake brings soft wind to the city, the sky is clear and the temperature is just right.

    Hou Xianghua had just celebrated her 69th birthday, but she was very upset because her granddaughter Jin Jiaojiao did not come home to celebrate her birthday. Jin Jiaojiao hadn't been home for almost two months.

    Although Hou Xianghua is getting old, she can't stay idle at home. She always has to polish the tall and large glass herself, and she will not stop until it is clear and dust-free.

    She stood on the dining stool nimbly, and after wiping the inside, she opened the window and stretched out her hand to wipe off the stains on the outside of the glass as much as possible.

    Suddenly, she heard a "roar". Hou Xianghua glanced down and saw Wang Xijie with a tense expression¡ª¡ªHou Xianghua couldn't help thinking proudly: This child must have been frightened by my vigorous skills, hey!  My body is strong!  She will never stop to catch her breath until she hugs her great-grandson!

    Hou Xianghua calmly closed the window, put the dining chair back in place, and opened the door to welcome Wang Xijie before he knocked on the door.

    "Grandma! You can't clean windows like this! It's too dangerous. If you have any work at home in the future, you can just call me!" Wang Xijie ran up all the way, with sweat on his forehead, he wiped it, and said: "I'll come over on weekends  Work for you!"

    Hou Xianghua was so touched that she didn't know how to express it. She dragged Wang Xijie and walked to the living room. She didn't even want Wang Xijie to change her shoes.

    "Xiao Wang, do you have a taste of the soup made by grandma, does it taste like the one you brought here?" Hou Xianghua walked out holding a large bone china bowl while talking. She didn't want Wang Xijie's help, but let him sit  Down.

    Wang Xijie smelled the taste and tasted the soup, even praising it until the fragrant flowers floated in the air.  She couldn't help thinking: The more she watched this little Wang, the more she liked her. She just wanted to have a good person who knew everything about her and accompany her eccentric granddaughter to spend her whole life, so that she could feel at ease even with her eyes closed.

    But why does Jin Jiaojiao dislike him so much?  Hou Xianghua couldn't figure it out.

    Hou Xianghua was so stuffy that she shook her head, and only when she saw Wang Xijie came to the door and found that he still hadn't given up, would the regret in her chest be replaced by relief.

    "Xiao Wang, are you busy?"

    "I'm okay. Things at work are already on the right track, just follow up steadily." Wang Xijie returned a wrinkled smile and said, "It's not as good as Jiaojiao, who is too busy to go home all day long."

    "Oh, she's just busy!" Hou Xianghua wished Wang Xijie could blame Jin Jiaojiao's indifference on her focus on career struggle.  She immediately got up and walked to the display cabinet next to the TV. Hou Xianghua opened two glass doors, and once again showed Wang Xijie the various trophies and certificates that Jin Jiaojiao had won.

    Wang Xijie looked at them one by one politely, and he looked at Jin Jiaojiao's boudoir with the door open with a little disappointment, disappointed because he ran away again.

    Hou Xianghua saw his loss, and quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, when Jiaojiao comes back, grandma will tell you as soon as possible. You take her to the movies, she likes movies!"

    When Hou Xianghua said this, she didn't expect that Jin Jiaojiao would go home nine hours later, but she didn't give herself a chance to report the news, and she flew away like a butterfly.

    Moreover, when the butterfly flapped its wings, it set off a hurricane.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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