Chen Meng'er looked with interest at the old men in this country, who would stamp their feet and have a reaction, gossiping. More importantly, the object of this gossip was herself and her grandfather.
She didn't know whether it was because her eyes were too bright, or because Yuwen Hou wasn't thick-skinned, but in front of Chen Meng'er, who was the subject of this topic, he didn't have any burden to talk about this and that with others. In any case, Yuwen Hou wanted to show off before, but in his teasing heart, he coughed unnaturally, he said, "About that. It doesn't seem good for us to discuss how to intoxicate someone's grandfather in front of a little girl, right?"
"What's wrong with that? Eh, that's not right, Yuwen Hou. Why doesn't it sound right to me?" Elder Qiu, who was laughing like a Buddha statue, just answered Yuwen Hou's words quite smoothly. However, he thought about it for a moment and felt that the meaning behind Yuwen Hou's words was not right.
