After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 189 The Difficult Old Man

Before Nan Song and Nan Lin could step forward to hug the old man, a Lamborghini sports car drove up from not far away.

Bai Luyu got out of the car and took off his sunglasses. When he saw Nan Sancai, he was surprised and happy, "Senior Nan Weng, it's really you. I heard that you have appeared in Nancheng and are preparing to set off a dragnet to catch you."

We haven't seen each other for several years, but the old man still looks strong and healthy, with a lot more silver hair on his head, and deep grooves on his face. He smiles kindly, but when he has a straight face, he is very bluffing.

Nan Sancai twitched the corner of his mouth and gave him a look, "Grandson, what nonsense are you talking about? Be careful that grandpa spanks you with a pipe rod."

He took out the tobacco pipe stem from his waist and raised it as a gesture.

Bai Luyu was not afraid of him at all. Instead, he walked up with a smile and said, "Hey, you are still using this old pipe rod. It has been an item for many years. I will honor you and give you a new one later."

"You know nothing." The old man slapped Bai Qi's hand away and raised his eyebrows, "Old man, I only care about old things and I can't use new ones."

Bailu Yu said happily: "Yes, you are a master of jade carving and antiques. I dare not say anything about you.

But your clothes are also antiques?How bad is this situation? If you don’t know, I’d think you’re from a beggar gang. If I had brought cash with me, I could honor you with two red tickets. "

The old man snorted, "Don't you all have the popular code scanning thing now? When I ask my girl Song to sew a code on me, you can come over and scan it."

Bai Luyu laughed, "Okay, no problem."

Gu Heng and a group of bodyguards were stunned when they heard this.

To be honest, when they looked at this dirty old man who looked like a dirty old man from the 80s wearing a simple tunic suit, rag shoes, and holding a cigarette stick in his hand, they really couldn't believe that this was Grandpa Nan.

The father of Nanning Song, Nanning Bai, Nanning Zhu, and the grandfather of Nansong Nanya and Nanlin, Nan Sancai was known as "Nan Weng".

Those who didn’t know better thought he was a poor beggar.

Nan Lin finally came back to her senses and went forward to hug the old man, with excitement on her face, "Grandpa, where have you been in the past three years? We can't find you anywhere."

Nan Sancai's expression naturally became much softer when he treated his granddaughter.

"Grandpa, your body is dirty, don't get your beautiful skirt dirty... I, while my legs and feet are still sharp, wandered around all over the world."

The last half of the sentence seemed to be specially explained to Nan Song, which made the eldest granddaughter look timid for no reason.

Nan Song said calmly: "Really? You didn't avoid me on purpose?"

"How can it be."

Nan Sancai held his head high and retorted: "As a grandfather, why should I hide from my own granddaughter? It's impossible."

Gu Heng said: "Mr. Nan, the sun is quite bad today. Let's go in and chat. We chased the old man for three streets and finally caught up with him. We are fine. We are just worried that the old man will suffer from heatstroke if he is tired."

"..."

The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

Bai Luyu looked at the old man's embarrassed look and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Nan Song looked at Grandpa with cold eyes.

"You baby, why are you trying to make trouble for the old man?"

Nan Sancai gave Gu Heng a blow and said angrily: "I'm walking smoothly, and if you insist on chasing me, then I can't run away. I'm so tired that I'm sweating all over."

Gu Heng muttered: "You ran away first, then we chased you."

"..."

The old man was about to be violent again, so Bai Luyu hurriedly came up to smooth things over, "Okay, okay, this topic you are talking about is similar to arguing about whether an egg lays a chicken or a chicken lays an egg. There is no result in arguing." He turned to Nan who was standing next to him with an unclear expression. He chanted: "Xiao Liu, what are you doing standing still? Why don't you invite your grandpa home right away?"

Just as Nan Song was about to step forward to invite the old man in, Nan Sancai hid aside, "No, I won't go in!"

His face was full of resistance, and he squatted at the foot of the wall again.

Everyone looked at each other in shock. Just now, Gu Heng and the others invited the old man to rest in the rose garden, but he refused to go in, so they had to wait with him outside the rose garden.

Seeing the resistance on the old man's face, Bai Luyu didn't know why. Seeing Nan Song's face calm down like the lake in late autumn, his heart tightened, feeling that if this continued, this girl would have hair.

"I said, old man, what are you doing? How could you have never entered the house without entering?"

Bai Luyu also squatted down, offered kind words and chanted.

"This girl, I miss you every day. You finally come back and let Xiaosong take care of you. Go home and take a bath, eat a full meal, and sleep well. It's great. Xiaosong's You haven’t tasted the craftsmanship for a long time, right?”

Having said this, Nan Sancai's mouth went dry and he couldn't help but sip it. He really coveted his granddaughter's craftsmanship...

"Then I won't go in either." He touched the pipe stem as if he wanted to smoke another round, and did not dare to raise his head to look at Nan Song's face. "If you miss me, just look at the old man more. I'll finish smoking." This pot will go back to me."

Nan Song's face completely darkened, "Where are you going back? Do you have a place to live in Nancheng?"

Nan Sancai pinched his neck and said, "Of course!"

Gu Heng glanced at the old man, then looked at Nan Song, "The old man is talking about a thatched hut next to the City God's Temple. It's very dilapidated. It used to be a place where mules were raised."

Nan Song's face sank, "Grandpa!"

Nan Sancai was excited, "Oh, you made me tremble. You kid, why are you so loud?"

Facing Nan Song's cold eyes, Nan Sancai murmured: "What's wrong with thatched hut? I live very well. Du Fu also lived in thatched hut before, and he even wrote a song called "Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind". Besides, Well, who said people can’t live where mules are raised?”

Nan Song's eyes were slightly red, and he didn't want to say any nonsense, "Old K."

"Here." Old K flashed out like a ghost.

Nan Song said: "Invite grandpa home."

Old K responded and immediately stepped forward to hug Nan Sancai.

Nan Sancai still kept his crouching posture, and was so frightened by the sudden hug that he lost two and a half of his souls, "Well, well, this is it, I said I won't go in...Help -"

The resistance was futile, but in the end he was "carried" into the rose garden.

Listening to the old man's miserable screams, Bai Luyu couldn't help but laugh and said, "The old man is getting more and more arrogant as he gets older. He is exactly the same as you. I really deserve to have grown up under his lap."

He raised his hand and scratched Nan Song's nose. Nan Song wrinkled her nose, "I'm much more obedient than him."

"Come on, even if you look like a skin, you'll be so angry that your life won't be worth it."

Seeing that Nan Song was about to fall out, Bai Luyu said hurriedly: "Okay, now that I have found him, I will leave. You and your grandson haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's have a good chat. Don't make the old man angry."

Nan Song nodded.

As soon as Bai Luyu left, Nan Song turned around and looked in the direction of the rose garden. A pair of clear eyes gradually filled with light, and she suddenly said, "Linlin."

Nan Lin was frightened by the battle just now: "Sister?"

Nan Song's lips curled up slightly, "Come here and help, let's have a big dinner tonight!"

(End of this chapter)