Chapter 205
Standing outside the door of Nian's house was a black and thin old man, the creases on his face could kill flies, his eyes were cloudy and dull, and at the moment he was full of greed, anger, and greed.

He was carrying a broken bag in his hand, which contained some sweet potatoes and sweet stalks.

This person is none other than the grandfather on the first day of the lunar new year and the old man of literature.

It turned out that Zhang Chunhua was driven away at the beginning of the year, but the old woman and the first lady of the beginning of the year were determined to get the money, and they used the excuse of the old man's leg injury.

Zhang Chun is content with spending a lot of money, but Li Cuizhen doesn't give up, living in a high-rise is such a good life, look at her again, she lives in an earthen house, and flies and mosquitoes surround her when she goes to the toilet. After going to the toilet, she is bitten all over her body big bag.

This day was not what she had thought about, she had to send her two sons to the city no matter what.

Only when her two sons have entered the city can she hope to enter the city.

So, she made a lot of noise at home, stopped working and pretended to be sick, and almost didn't lift the roof of the house during the Nian's work.

Zhang Chunhua is a shrew, she is more aggressive than Zhang Chunhua, but her man turned to her and put pressure on her parents together, Zhang Chunhua was so troubled that red marks were pulled out on his forehead every day.

In the end, I couldn't stand the trouble, and I didn't dare to go, so I threw the old man out.

The old man smelled the smell of pork ribs and rice in the house, and his stomach growled. In order to save money, he didn't eat in the morning and only ate a cold steamed bun at noon. He was very hungry at the moment.

"Dangdangdang."

Putting away the anger in his eyes, he came here to pretend to be pitiful to coax the mother and daughter on the first day of the new year, knowing that they are not what they used to be, and they are not so easy to handle.

"Who?"

A man's voice came from the room. It sounded a bit harsh, and it was definitely not his son's voice.

The old man was a little apprehensive, don't be the kid his wife said, right?

He beat his eldest grandson home until now, and there are still traces of the belt behind him!
His old bones couldn't hold two belts, and the old man didn't wait to enter the house, his heart was pounding, his anger was gone, and the rest was nervous.

Lu Haoting bit his ribs in his mouth, his brows were tightly furrowed, he slammed his chopsticks on the table, he dared not speak, it must be a young man.

Telling him not to come back, he just ignored it?

"It's not that I didn't tell you"

Lu Haoting pushed open the door abruptly, cursed angrily, and saw that standing at the door was not Nian Wenxue, but a dark, skinny old man.

The old man looked terrified, looking at him timidly.

"Who are you looking for?"

Lu Haoting did not bully the elderly, women and children, and his tone became more polite.

The old man was frightened by Lu Haoting, and took a step back timidly, thinking that he had gone to the wrong room, but when he saw Jiang Xiuru, he immediately squeezed into the room.

"I'm Xiuru, on the first day of junior high school, I'm here to see you."

The torn bag he was carrying rubbed against Lu Haoting's body, pushing him aside, Lu Haoting frowned, and there was a flicker of unhappiness in his eyes, but he still pushed him down.

"What are you doing here?"

On the first day of the new year, I saw that grandpa had come, and asked him with a dark face.

"Grandpa came to see you. I'm not worried that you won't get used to it in the city. I brought you sweet sticks and sweet potatoes!"

Seeing that the room was full of people, but without his son, the old man seemed to lack confidence in speaking. He opened the bag first to show that he did not come empty-handed.

Reach out and don't hit the gift giver, he has all his things with him, so don't you believe that the two of them can still throw themselves out?
Jiang Xiuru looked at her ex-father-in-law, and she didn't know how to call him. She divorced Nian Wenxue, and calling him dad was inappropriate, so she stood there stiffly and didn't say a word.

The old man felt a little unhappy in his heart, and asked while looking at the first day of the new year.

"First day of junior high school, don't you go to school? Why didn't you go home and change your residence?"

(End of this chapter)

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