"Why that expression?" Seeing Han Yingying's "I don't believe you, don't trick my naive self" expression, Shen Mosheng couldn't help but find it amusing.
"Is it so strange that Grandpa can do housework?"
"Of course it's strange. Grandpa is so old-fashioned; he even hit you for kneeling down to propose. Shouldn't he be the type to always say things like 'A gentleman should stay away from the stove, housework is women's business'?"
As Han Yingying spoke, she even imitated Old Mr. Shen's expression and gestures.
No one around wasn't afraid of Old Mr. Shen.
When kids cried as children, their parents would scare them with, "If you keep crying, I'll send you to Old Mr. Shen."
The child would stop crying immediately.
Old Mr. Shen was the shared childhood nightmare of all the kids in the area.
Watching her spot-on imitation, Shen Mosheng's smile grew even wider, "If Grandpa heard, he'd definitely glare at you again."