Yu Nuannuan only heard these two sentences, and was seen by Yu Zhenmin and Chen Xingxue.

The two smiled and waved to Yu Nuannuan at the same time, "Nuanbao, come quickly."

Yu Nuannuan walked over slowly, "What's the matter, Grandpa?"

Yu Zhenmin touched Yu Nuannuan's hair, "Nuanbao, will Grandpa tie your hair?"

Hearing this, Yu Nuannuan almost asked a question mark.

Did she have hallucinations because she didn't wake up?

Yu Zhenmin actually wanted to tie her hair?

But seeing Yu Zhenmin's serious look, Yu Nuannuan knew that he heard correctly.

Is it possible that adults like to dress up dolls regardless of age?

Yu Nuannuan's hair has never been cut, it has grown for more than three years, and now it is waist-length.

Of course, this is also because of her short stature, and there is no way to compare it with an adult's waist-length hair.

Yu Nuannuan has grown to this age, and Yu Zhenmin hasn't pierced her head yet.

It's just that sometimes, Xu Shuhua would give her a head start, and Yu Zhenmin would sit and watch.

Thinking of Xu Shuhua, Yu Nuannuan looked around, "Grandpa, where is my grandma?"

"Your grandma went to the county town and hasn't come back yet! Grandpa will give you a head start today, okay?"

Hearing this, Yu Nuannuan finally understood why Yu Zhenmin said to tie her hair. It turned out that Xu Shuhua was not at home.

If Xu Shuhua was at home, there would be no chance for Yu Zhenmin to get started.

Chen Qiaoqin didn't come out either, thinking that he should be cooking in the kitchen.

Seeing Yu Zhenmin's look of anticipation, Yu Nuannuan nodded, "Okay! Then I'll go get the comb!"

Yu Nuannuan walked slowly to her room step by step, always feeling that she had stepped out of the momentum of seeing death as home.

No matter how slow he walked, after a few minutes, Yu Nuannuan walked back with a comb, mirror and rubber bands.

Yu Zhenmin took over the comb and rubber band with a smile on his face, let Yu Nuannuan sit on a small bench, sat behind Yu Nuannuan himself, and gently brushed Yu Nuannuan's hair with the comb.

Yu Nuannuan's hair is long but smooth.

Even rolling around on the bed while sleeping, it won't get tangled up.

Yu Zhenmin's rough big hand held a wooden comb, and brushed Yu Nuannuan's hair gently one by one. The movements seemed gentle and careful, as if he was afraid that he would hurt Yu Nuannuan accidentally.

Chen Xingxue sat on the side watching this scene, and only felt uncomfortable, "I said Lao Yu, you said, what to do with Nuanbao, is this something you can do! Or put Nuanbao on her? Mom called."

When Yu Zhenmin heard this, he didn't even look at Chen Xingxue, "What do you know, you don't have a granddaughter, how do you know what it's like to comb your granddaughter's hair."

Chen Xingxue who said this was stunned, unable to remember how to answer for a long time.

He doesn't have a granddaughter, why doesn't he have a granddaughter?

Does he have no granddaughter to blame him?

Chen Xingxue clenched his fists, and suddenly said to Yu Nuannuan with a smile, "Nuanbao, do you like your grandpa or Grandpa Chen?"

Yu Nuannuan, ""

Has she finally heard this classic question when she is three and a half years old?

"Do you like your father or your mother?"

"Does your mother like you or your brother?"

"Grandpa likes you or grandma likes you?"

This is probably a question that every child hears as a child.

Yu Nuannuan couldn't remember clearly whether he had heard such a question in his previous life when he was a child.

But this life, from birth to the present, was the first time she heard such a question.

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