Chapter 814: Someone Comes Home

Yang Panpan saw Yang Qing's stiff smile and his surprise, feeling very unhappy inside; indeed, she wasn't affectionate.

This grandfather of mine is really a waste.

When it comes to feelings, it's still one's own father and grandmother.

The grandfather is the later one.

Angry, she wasn't used to it either, she Jie Fang herself from the protective suit, then pouted.

"I didn't come to take care of you, grandfather; look at you, you don't miss me at all."

"And you ask how I came?"

"I shouldn't have come; let you be alone."

"You don't appreciate good intentions."

Yang Qing felt embarrassed, hurriedly making amends.

"What I mean is, everything's blocked off—how did you get here?"

"Besides, it's a dangerous time now—why are you running around recklessly?"

Yang Panpan rolled her eyes.

"It's not that my uncle wanted to come take care of you; I live nearby, so I volunteered."

"Who knew I'd risk danger to come take care of you, only to get no thanks and even be blamed?"

"Heartbroken."

Yang Qing.

"Take care of me? Aren't there a nanny and security at home?"

Faced with Yang Qing's counterquestion, Yang Panpan got even angrier.

"I shouldn't have come."

Yang Qing saw that he really was making people unhappy.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong—Panpan is a good granddaughter."

You Household Chores Household Chores, take a shower, change clothes.

From now on, just keep grandpa company.

Having said that, he retreated; in the blink of an eye he ran to the study.

Dealing with kids, he really isn't good at it.

This granddaughter, at first glance she's clever and quirky, not someone to mess with—better to run first and talk later.

Before long, someone else came over.

Jia Xiao Fei had been in Te Qu; knowing Yang Qing was home alone, her husband didn't stop her either, and she brought her son and daughter over as well.

The two children, one named Yang Feng, the other named Yang Rong.

She married later than Yang Ou, so the two children are 19 and 16 years old.

Yang Feng is the older, Yang Rong the younger.

Hearing someone arrive, Yang Panpan, with wet hair, ran out.

"Who came? Who came?"

By the door, Jia Xiao Fei had already spoken.

"It's me—when did Panpan get here?"

"I still thought Dad was home alone."

Yang Qing welcomed them inside.

"She just arrived too."

Old rule: when you come, do a bit of Household Chores, then take a shower and change clothes.

"Xiao Feng, Rong'er, not at school?"

Yang Rong hurried to answer.

"Grandpa, our school's long been on vacation; those from elsewhere are sealed off at school, while locals have gone home."

Yang Qing laughed while rubbing this girl's head.

Jia Xiao Fei's two children are comparatively well-behaved, belonging to that kind of traditional Daxia child.

In other words, they're sensible.

Not like Yang Panpan, who's a wild spirit.

Yang Panpan saw that Jia Xiao Fei had brought Yang Feng and Yang Rong.

First she was surprised, then she became happy, pulling them along as she went.

Yang Qing returned to the study, let out a breath; with a few more people arriving, he actually felt more relaxed.

Otherwise, staying alone with Yang Panpan, he felt he couldn't bear it.

Now there are others; this old lady won't torment him anymore, right?

To prevent this place from becoming a hotel, Yang Qing took out his phone and called Yang Qihang.

"Tell them nobody needs to come over."

"Now Panpan is here, Xiao Fei and her two kids are also here."

"Enough people."

He ran from Linshui to Te Qu just to seek quiet, yet everyone keeps running here—who can stand it?

Yang Qihang knew that Yang Panpan and Jia Xiao Fei had come over, and he also relaxed, calling each person to tell them they didn't need to come.

Who knew, he was sending notifications over there?

Someone else came again.

Yang Qing went to the doorway and took a look.

"Zhilin!"

Guan Zhilin took off the protective suit while talking to Yang Qing.

"Dad, how did you come out?"

"I'll tell you later; I came running all the way from Gangdao."

"Along the way I was disinfected over ten times."

"Fortunately I had prepared an oxygen mask inside."

"To get here, I made many calls and used a lot of favors."

Yang Qing slapped his forehead.

Each and every one of them.

Before mentioning the live stream, no one showed up; but once they said they'd go live, everyone came despite the difficulties.

No, Jia Xiao Fei doesn't count; regarding his live stream plans, Yang Qihang wouldn't tell her.

It must have been when Yang Fan and Yang Qihang were trying to find someone to greet him, seeing that he had no one to look after him, that they came over.

This child, feeling a bit embarrassed, because he didn't change his surname to Yang, married someone surnamed Yang, so the children all took the Yang surname.

Moreover, she usually doesn't show off; when Yang Qing came over, most of the time he just came to have a look and then went home.

He wouldn't live here.

He felt somewhat inferior.

He educated the children in a strict, orderly manner, unlike Yang Ou, who is wild and crazy.

If you ask who Yang Qing likes among the third generation, he really does like her two children.

Returning to the study, Yang Qing felt he also needed to take a shower and change clothes.

The constant flow of people also made him a bit uncomfortable, slightly allergic.

When he came out, five people were already sitting in the living room chatting noisily.

Seeing Yang Qing come out.

"Dad..."

Jia Xiao Fei and Guan Zhilin shouted in unison.

Yang Feng and Yang Rong followed suit.

"Grandfather."

Yang Panpan, seeing everyone else call out, also obliged to call out.

"Grandfather."

Yang Qing sat down, laughing.

"All right, since you're here, you're here."

"Come over and greet yourselves; I won't look after you."

Jia Xiao Fei poured tea for Yang Qing.

"Dad, Mom told me you never get in touch with them at all."

"Tell you this: you must video-call them every morning and evening."

Yang Qing nodded.

"Fine, fine, fine."

When people get old and are no longer useful, they treat him as if he's about to become incapacitated.

Afterward he turned to Yang Feng and Yang Rong.

"Xiao Feng, I heard you went to Te Qu Polytechnic?"

Yang Feng replied shyly.

"Yeah, I just started my freshman year this year."

"What major are you studying?"

"Neuroscience."

Yang Qing nodded repeatedly.

"Not bad, not bad."

Yang Panpan complained there.

"Our family's several universities don't let us attend; they make us apply to other people's universities."

"Grandfather, I really don't know what you're thinking."

Yang Qing's whole Tang Seng-like face wrinkled up.

"Gangdaoligong, Gangdao Media—aren't they open for you to attend?"

"These two domestic universities say they only take children from ordinary families, and they really only take children from ordinary families."

"We must fulfill the promises we have made."

"What's wrong with becoming rich and powerful?"

"Do children from ordinary families deserve to never have a chance to rise?"

"I tell you, our family also came from ordinary people."

"Besides, with your grades, you still complain that Tequ Daxue didn't want you; if you're capable, go for their graduate program—graduate spots have external quotas."

"You, just getting a Zhongshan diploma would be fine."

"Don't take advantage and act innocent; if you really got into Tequ Daxue..."

"In this lifetime you might never get a diploma."