In the evening, the old man Zhao went home leisurely with his hands behind his back. He was in a good mood. He even hummed the big bang of his hometown. Could not help the eyes light up.
"Grandpa is back!"
Xiong Mumu was so happy that he turned over as a serf and sang, and those who could decide for them could be considered home.
"Hey, what about Meimei and Mumu? Why haven't you gone home yet?"
When Mr. Zhao saw the deserted living room, he was very suspicious. When he asked the old lady who was staring at the TV in a daze, it was even more strange that the TV program was the news that the old lady did not like to watch.
The old lady was inexplicably empty in her heart. She pointed to the upstairs, and said angrily, "It's up there!"
These three unscrupulous little **** didn't come down all afternoon, and even the lunch was served by Master Yuan, who made such a pitiful appearance. Do you think she is a wicked old landlord?
The old man knew at a glance that the old woman had a problem, so he asked, "Who are you angry with? Did Mumu offend you?"
Meimei is well-behaved and sensible, and it is absolutely impossible to be angry with the old woman. The little fat man is a guest, and it is even more impossible. After all, only Xiong Mumu is left.
The old lady snorted, "Nobody, don't make me watch TV!"
The old man wanted to ask again, and he glanced at the color TV at the entrance, and grinned, "Oh, Meimei really bought a color TV home, my granddaughter is quite rich, old lady, are you stupid, with a color TV Do you still see black and white?"
The old man knew about Meimei's ability to make money, and Zhao Yinghua didn't hide it from him. As for the old lady, Zhao Yinghua felt that her mother was a little unreliable, so she didn't say anything.
Therefore, the old man's shot at Meimei was a color TV. Although he was a little surprised, he didn't find it strange, and it was still acceptable.
The old lady ignored him. Of course she also wanted to watch color TV, but she had just quarreled with her unfilial granddaughter, and she always felt awkward. She held back the color TV all afternoon and didn't even bother to watch it.
The old man unpacked the box with great interest, and greeted Master Yuan to move the color TV with him. Master Yuan was very happy to see the old man. The atmosphere at home was weird all afternoon. He didn't even dare to breathe too hard. OK!
"Xiao Yuan, what happened at home this afternoon?"
The old man is very mature, how can he not see that the atmosphere at home is strange, since the old lady refuses to tell, then ask other people, I don't believe he can't figure it out.
Master Yuan glanced at the old lady in embarrassment, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Let him be in front of the old chief, what can you say!
The old man snorted heavily Master Yuan was so frightened that he was fighting, and he had to say hesitantly: "Before lunch, Meimei Mumu and the others had a little conflict with the chief, and I will take the lunch and eat it. of."
"What's the conflict?"
The old man asked in a deep voice. Master Yuan shook his head vigorously, but he didn't dare to say more. With their identities, the more they knew, the worse it would be. It's better to pretend to be deaf and dumb!
The old man didn't embarrass him, he set the color TV and let him go back to the kitchen. Master Yuan returned to the kitchen in a hurry as if he was being granted amnesty, and his heart was at ease.
Knowing that he couldn't ask anything from the old lady, the old man walked upstairs, wanting to grab the three little guys and teach them a lesson. No matter what you say, the old lady is the elder, and the little **** can't be arrogant. .
Of course, there are exceptions in special cases!
Without waiting for the old man to go up, the three little bunnies took the initiative to go downstairs. Meimei's eyes were like rabbit eyes. When they came out, they had just brewed their emotions, and they could release water at any time.
Xiong Mumu said, "Grandpa, me and Meimei will be back tomorrow!"