Chapter 13

Every Sunday night is the day for Nan's family gathering.

This is the rule set by the old man Nan Ru, and no one in the family dares to refute it.

To be a salted fish without a job is exactly the life Nan Qiao expects.

She stayed up late last night, and Nan Qiao didn't wake up until the afternoon.

After washing up, he casually changed his clothes before going to Nan's old house.

The Nan family's old house is located on the hill.

The appearance is considered to be a European-style villa, with a hollow and carved door, high fences around it, round arched windows and stone masonry at the corners, making the villa extraordinarily graceful and luxurious.

At this time, many people were already sitting in the living room of the Nan family.

Mr. Nan had two sons in total in his life.

The eldest son Nan Rensheng, his wife Ye Zhi, and two children, Nan Lingxue and Nan Qiao, the adopted daughter.

The youngest son, Nan Renfan, and his wife, Li Qiuxin, gave birth to a daughter and a son named Nan Luohuan and Nan Yuheng.

"Mom, why hasn't Nan Qiao come yet?"

Nan Lingxue put on a haggard look today, just waiting for Nan Qiao to come, so that she and the old man can file a complaint.

Nan Rensheng was leaning on the sofa, reading a newspaper in his hand.

Hearing this, he glanced at Nan Lingxue, and said in a flat voice:

"Why are you talking about her every day?"

"Isn't it because she doesn't go home? Lingxue just cares about Nan Qiao. Nan Qiao has no job now and doesn't even come home. Who knows what she does outside every day?"

"And you, you are busy with work every day and you don't see anyone, Lingxue is being bullied by Nan Qiao and you don't show up, and you are still making sarcastic remarks here, are you still her father?"

Yeats was dissatisfied with Nan Rensheng's words, which contained complaints inside and out.

"Okay, every time I go home, I make trouble, and staying at home is also uncomfortable."

Muttering, like chanting scriptures.

After hearing the anger in Nan Rensheng's words, Yeats didn't dare to be as presumptuous as before.

Nan Lingxue couldn't help feeling irritated when she saw her parents quarreling when they met.

"Brother, what's the matter? I heard your angry voice as soon as I entered the door."

Nan Renfan led his wife and children over, walking and talking.

"fine."

"Why are you all right? Did sister-in-law make you angry?"

"Ren Fan, what do you mean by that?"

"Oh, sister-in-law, I'm joking with elder brother, you see, you take it seriously."

Nan Renfan smiled heartily, and said, "Qiu Xin, go and talk to sister-in-law."

Li Qiuxin agreed with a smile, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit beside Yeats.

"Sister-in-law, why do I look at Lingxue with such a bad face? What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Yeats has always looked down on this second sibling.

No matter how poor the Ye family is, it can still be considered a small family in Linshi.

Li Qiuxin is just a mud-legged person from the countryside, and I don't know how he was able to marry Nan Renfan.

Seeing that Yeats didn't want to say more, Li Qiuxin didn't ask any more questions as if she was interested.

On the contrary, Nan Rensheng and Nan Renfan were excited to chat.

Da da da.

Hearing this voice, several people stood up spontaneously and looked towards the stairs at the back.

Nan Renfan was clever, took a step ahead, walked towards the old man, and supported him.

"Dad, please slow down."

The old man is over 70 this year. He was a soldier when he was young, but he was injured and retired. His health has not been very good.

Now that I am older, I don't seem to be so flexible when I walk.

Usually can only rely on crutches.

Looking at Nan Renfan's movements, Nan Rensheng's eyes became more profound, but they were well hidden and no one noticed.

"They're all here?"

(End of this chapter)

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