Shu Xing stroked his beard as he looked at Yang Ruxin, the curve of his mouth growing larger and larger.
"Instead of going out now and causing some people to panic, why not..." Yang Ruxin paused for a moment, "wait for the right moment so someone will come three times to earnestly invite you out of the mountains."
After Yang Ruxin finished speaking, Shu Xing was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Not bad, I didn't expect Xinxin to be so perceptive."
"Grandpa, your granddaughter-in-law has always been very insightful." Gu Qingheng said with a face full of pride.
"You lucky boy."
"That's right..." Gu Qingheng said proudly.
Yang Ruxin's thick skin felt a bit embarrassed by the praise from the grandfather and grandson pair: "Grandpa, don't go along with him, how am I insightful? It's just..."
"Take the compliments." Gu Qingheng interrupted Yang Ruxin's modesty, "Grandpa rarely praises people, he just can't stop praising you, how rare is that."
