He smacks his grandson, hugs me, and then leaves. And here I break:

- Galina Nikolaevna, yes, we are not dating. I'll leave soon. I’ll leave, for some reason I yell at her back. And it seems that everyone can hear me, except for Baba Gali.

- Take care of the tonsils, baby. She's already gone.

- Okay, I'm a brake, but why didn't you tell her that I have nothing to do with you?

- What for? You still can't prove anything to her. Moreover, she saw how you and I ... in the car ...

- Shut up. I don't want to remember.

He shakes his head negatively....