Chapter 216

South Vietnam also recognized each other's eyebrows and eyes, which was somewhat familiar.

He took the box and walked forward: "it's me, grandma."

Nana looked at the box in her hand. It looked small. It was estimated that it couldn't hold much. She didn't carry any other bags.

The floating smile received a few points: "finally know to go home, others don't know, they thought you ran away from home!"

Nanyue smiled casually: "busy, this time there is only a few days off. Are they all at home?"

"Of course," Nana turned and walked into the house, "it's 29 years old, and the whole family is your busiest."

South Vietnam looked at the garbage next to his eyes. It smelled pungent. It was obvious that it had accumulated for two or three days and was rancid.

After a little frowning, she still cast a small spell to seal the smell inside, so as not to affect other neighbors.

Then he came in with the box and found a new pair of slippers to put on.

A female voice in the living room asked, "Mom, who's coming outside?"

Nana said angrily, "your good daughter, it's rare to go home. She carried a small box and didn't think about buying anything for her family."

"What? The more you come back? "

A burst of rapid footsteps came, and then a woman with yellow curly hair like instant noodles appeared in the porch.

After seeing South Vietnam, he was stunned, and then slapped her on the back.

"You dead child, do you know how to go home?"

Nanyue dodged lightly and closed the door: "Mom."

When she lost her hand, nanmu almost stumbled and said, "I know I'm hiding. I've given birth to you and raised you for more than ten years. I can't touch it."

An impatient male voice came from the living room: "what's the noise? The TV sound is covered by you."

"I knew that your daughter came back and didn't even look at it!"

Although she said this, nanmu still lowered her voice: "go and put your luggage in your room, and then come to the kitchen to help with some housework and prepare for lunch."

Her room?

Nan Yue glanced at the room. Grandma Nan had just returned to the room and closed the door.

"No, I booked a hotel and came here specially to tell you something. Then I left."

“？” Nanmu looked unbelievable, "hotel!? Do you have money to subsidize your family and take it to a hotel? Did you bring any wild men back and dare not take them home? "

"No," Nanyue left the box in the porch and crossed nanmu to the living room, "I'd better say it here. You two are present."

Nanfu is a very common fat middle-aged man. It can only be seen from his eyebrows and eyes that he was handsome when he was young.

But soon, I was wasted by years, and I didn't bother to maintain it, so I just let it go.

Compared with the daughter he hasn't seen for more than half a year, he may still be attracted by TV and didn't see it at all.

"When you come back, go to work. Your mother and your grandmother are busy all year round. They always have to rest during the new year."

Then he picked up the remote control and turned up the TV volume so that he could not hear clearly.

South Vietnam looked at him, then went to see him, angry, staring at her South mother with eyes that clearly wanted her to look good, but sighed.

I know that talking to some people doesn't work. It's better to get straight to the point.

Thinking about it, she took out a file bag from her satchel and put it on the tea table in the living room.

The file bag was not tightly wrapped, and the seal opened, revealing some bright notes inside.

Neatly placed, a total of ten piles, all brand-new money.