The four elders of the Ruan family came suddenly, which no one expected.

Nie Heng is stupid. He looked at Yang Liu and Ruan Fengmian in front of him, and at Grandpa and grandma Ruan standing in the yard. Shocked, he spit out a loud "sleeping slot".

"Smelly boy, who are you abusing with?" a soft and clean plain hand mixed with the power of thunder slapped him on the back of the head.

Nie Heng, who was about one meter eight, was a stagger when he was photographed.

He slapped himself in the mouth and begged Yang Liu for mercy. "Aunt Liu, I'm wrong. Don't hit me. It's hard to use my brain. It's even more stupid to hit again."

"What's wrong with me?" Yang Liu withdrew her hand and blew slowly at her fingernails. "Your master smashed it out with a rice basin."

Nie Heng: "

Nie Heng didn't dare to speak. Aunt Liu of the old Ruan family was the biggest. She didn't dare to provoke, didn't dare to provoke.

In the yard, Ruan Qi held Ruan grandpa and Ruan grandma for a while, and the excitement finally calmed down.

She walked between the two old people, one arm in arm, "Grandpa and grandma, it's hot outside. Let's go in and talk."

The little girl skillfully supported the old man and walked slowly into the door of the villa.

"Grandpa and grandma!" Nie Heng shouted with a smile. He found some pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet, then turned his head and shouted in the direction of the kitchen, "brother Nan! Senior brother! Uncle Ruan, they're coming! Come out quickly!"

The young man's clear voice passed through the living room and into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the sound of the range hood is buzzing, and the sound of cutting vegetables, frying vegetables and the collision of pots and pans are mixed together.

Xu Xiangyang, who was closest to the kitchen door, vaguely heard Nie Heng's cry. He looked out of the kitchen, "what is Nie Heng shouting?"

Ruan munan is busy chopping dumpling stuffing. Xi Jiu peels garlic next to the range hood. The noise was so loud that they didn't notice anything outside.

"Did the doorbell ring just now?" Ruan munan asked while waving a kitchen knife. "Master Beilou should have come back. Xiangyang, go out and have a look."

"I can't get away with my fried balls." Xu Xiangyang took a leaky spoon and raised his chin at Xi Jiuyang. "Xi Ye, you go?"

Xi Jiu, who had stripped three kilograms of garlic, gave him an expressionless look, then turned on the tap, rinsed his hands, and turned away from the kitchen.

At the entrance, Ruan Qi skillfully helped grandpa and grandma Ruan change their shoes.

In addition to willows, Ruan Fengmian and grandpa and grandma Ruan came to Yuyuan villa for the first time. Several people kept looking at the structure of the villa for fear that their baby would be uncomfortable.

"Girl, is this villa too small?" Ruan Fengmian looked at the size of the porch and said, "the area of the porch is not as big as our pig nest."

Nie Heng: "

"Feng Mian is right. This house is a little small." Grandpa Ruan looked anxiously at the Nordic wind shoe cabinet standing on the wall. "How many pairs of shoes can this small shoe cabinet put? We don't have enough rubber boots to grow vegetables. Granddaughter, this house is too small. Can we change it to a bigger one?"

Nie Heng: "

"Change the big one? The imperial capital has an inch of land and an inch of gold. Don't you know how expensive the house price is?" grandma Ruan gave grandpa Ruan a fierce look. "Xiao Qi has just entered the entertainment industry. How can he have so much money to change the house? Now the house in big cities is expensive, and many people can't afford to work all their life. If I say, I'd better buy a piece of land directly and live in a house built by myself!"

Nie Heng: "

Is that enough?

If you have enough, buy a ticket and go back.

Nie Heng's speechless corners of his mouth smoked wildly, while Ruan Qi listened with a smile. He didn't feel that his elders were talking about Versailles at all.

Yang Liu, who put on her slippers, heard the dialogue between her husband and her mother-in-law. She rubbed her forehead with a headache and was about to speak. Suddenly, she glanced at Ruan Qi's exposed collarbone outside her T-shirt.

"Baby." her eyes narrowed slightly with peach blossom eyes eight points similar to Ruan Qi, "how did you get the trace on your clavicle?"