"Grandpa... Qingchen just wants to change the style of our stairs.

Yi Qingchen rubbed her hair. "Don't lie."

"You must be glad, old man, that this house did not knock down my wife, or you'll all be waiting to go camping today!"

"No..."

"That's it!" Yi Qingchen grabbed her and said, "Come and have breakfast Wuli Qiaoqiao."

"What about grandpa?

Chu Qiao looked up at the second floor.

So close... So far...

The Yijia family stood in a row at the original stairway entrance, with a heroic solemnity on their faces.

Downstairs, the two of them were sitting at a leisurely table eating a big lunch.

"Qingchen, go and find...