Chapter 311 The Shocking Extension Space of the RV

The first day of Christmas vacation.

Mrs. Granger got up as usual and cooked breakfast for the whole family, and these efforts established her status in the family.

You must know that in the UK, housewifery is a very respectable profession, and no one will be looked down upon because you are a stay-at-home wife.

Mrs. Granger is even better. While completing her work at home, she also works part-time as a nurse in her husband's clinic. Only by wearing multiple hats can she take the dominant position at home.

Back to business.

When Mrs. Granger walked down the stairs, she saw her neatly dressed daughter sitting in the living room with her boyfriend.

"It's amazing that you can get up so early during the holidays."

Mrs. Granger first teased her daughter, then turned to look at Ian and said, "Breakfast will have to wait for a while. You can watch TV first."

Such an obvious difference in treatment made Hermione curl her lips, but she still said: "Mom, stop for a moment. I will let the house elf make breakfast. We have something to talk to you about."

Mrs. Granger stopped and said, "Do you want me to ask your father to come down with us? Or just talk to me?"

"Then let's wait for him."

…

Half an hour later.

Ian said everything he could, including some basic hazards of fungi and predictions of future patterns.

"This is murder...the executioner, the butcher." Mr. Granger said incoherently.

Mrs. Granger was also shocked, but she performed much better. After a short silence, she looked at Ian and asked:

"Can you bring more people in? My sister's family, I can't leave them alone."

"Of course, Hermione and I have been working on this last semester. It has 60 acres and can accommodate many people."

Ian's answer made the Grangers breathe a sigh of relief. In fact, they were not blamed. No matter who faced a disaster, they would first consider their own people. This had nothing to do with selfishness, and was purely due to human nature.

"That's good, that's good!" Mr. Granger, who had calmed down, suddenly relaxed.

This scene made Ian secretly sigh. It seems that more than one person has relatives. This is normal. No one is born an orphan.

"This matter needs to be kept secret. Try not to tell anyone about it." When Ian spoke, he looked at Mr. Granger. After all, among the four people here, he was the only one who seemed unreliable.

Hermione responded promptly: "Dad, this is true. Neither the Prime Minister nor the Ministry of Magic will allow anyone to leak secrets on this matter, and everyone will know about it."

Mr. Granger had a strange expression on his face. He watched his daughter and her boyfriend persuading him seriously. They looked like parents educating their children, which made him feel inexplicably familiar.

But he still had to express what needed to be said. Thinking of this, Mr. Granger said with a serious expression:

"Actually, I'm a little curious. What makes you think I'm going to talk nonsense? Come on, if I don't have a brain, I won't be able to gain a foothold in London."

Seeing her husband's wounded pride, Mrs. Granger also covered her mouth and snickered.

Others may not know it clearly, but as a wife, she is very aware of her husband's shrewdness, otherwise she would not have reached the threshold of the upper class in just a dozen years.

Exquisite medical skills are only a prerequisite, or a stepping stone. If you don't have the matching shrewdness and emotional intelligence, you will never be able to enter that circle in your life.

"Don't worry. Although your father seems a bit stupid at home, that's only for the family."

Mr. Granger was very moved by his wife's just right comments, and they looked at each other affectionately...

Seeing this scene, Ian felt like he was being force-fed a handful of dog food. He obviously didn't eat much for breakfast, but he felt full at this moment.

Contrary to his silence, Hermione on the side had no scruples and immediately interrupted some people's displays of affection.

"Do you need Ian and I to go out first? Leave you an hour to warm up? We'll talk when we come back."

Facing their daughter's ridicule, the Grangers seemed as if they had never seen her before, as if they were used to it.

Well, the interaction between the family of three made Ian more and more embarrassed, and he coughed:

"Ahem... If you have time, let's go look at the RV. If nothing else happens, we will live there for a long time in the future."

"Then what are you waiting for? I can't wait." Mr. Granger stood up and walked out the door. The RV was put in the garage last night. He already knew this.

Looking at the Grangers walking toward the door, Ian stood up immediately, but when he stood up, he was held by a cold and delicate hand.

Hermione raised the corners of her lips and said softly: "I will always be with you from now on."

The interaction with her parents just now made her aware of Ian's unnaturalness. Then she thought of Ian's past and being alone, and then she saw the scene in front of her.

"Ha, don't think so much, I just envy their love."

"That's it?" Hermione was a little confused.

"I can still lie to you, but since you delivered it to me, I need your compensation." With that, Ian leaned down.

"Well……"

Two minutes later, a glistening thread was pulled from Hermione's lips.

"Okay, let's go, or your parents will come in again to urge you." After Ian finished speaking, he walked out of the house.

There was no way, he had to go out and hold her back now, after all, Hermione's appearance was too easy for people to associate with her.

If Mr. Granger turns around and comes back and sees his daughter's face flushed and the corners of her mouth covered with water stains, he might pick up his treasured pistol again.

…

In the courtyard, Mr. Granger pressed the button and opened the garage door of the villa.

A brand new Pathfinder RV appeared in front of him. He was still a little unfamiliar with such a new product as an RV.

But his good upbringing prevented him from opening the car door rashly, especially when the car owner was not around.

When Ian came to the garage, he saw Mr. Granger looking around the RV with a curious look on his face, and he said some professional words from time to time.

"What do you think of it? Uncle Granger." Ian chuckled.

"Great, this is a man's toy."

Obviously, the grand RV also conquered Mr. Granger's aesthetic taste.

The car door was opened, and the spacious living room of several hundred square meters came into view. The Grangers were stunned. Even though they knew about the existence of magic, the scene before them still challenged their cognition.

"Shocking? This is magic." Hermione also came to the RV at this time and said proudly: "This is just a living room, and we also have a manor inside."

Ian looked at Hermione with some humor. At this time, the girl had spontaneously acted as a tour guide, and he was also happy to see this happen.

If I had to describe it, it would be like a wife returning to her parents’ home after marriage, eager to show her husband’s excellence and success to her parents.