"What? Aunts and uncles knew it a long time ago because Sang Sang, you said? "

Bai sang stuck out his tongue.

"Mom asked me, I can't hide it, and they have no objection to what we are together."

Nanli could not hide his smile and became nervous again.

I took a sneak look at my uncle, aunt and grandpa not far away.

Just at this time, three adults came over.

"How did you play? Do you want to go in and rest? "

"OK, I want to take a bath." Bai sang jumped down from the chair.

The action is very big.

Nanli was so frightened that he protected her with both hands.

When he hugged Sang Sang, it suddenly occurred to him that parents knew they were together.

He stumbled with his steps.

They almost fell on the grass.

"Ouch..."

White mother was nervous.

Nanli held the person in his arms and quickly stood firm and quickly released his hand.

His cheeks are a little red. He doesn't dare to look at his elders.

Bai sang looked at people strangely. When he saw the red at the tip of his ears, he looked unnatural.

I know what I think.

She can only take the initiative to lead people inside.

The family didn't say anything.

I don't feel much about holding hands.

Usually a very casual action.

Now Nanli felt that his hand was like a kilo. He could only let Sangsang lead him inside.

The family came inside.

Thick European style, winding down a staircase from above.

It's very empty inside, and there are many murals hanging on the wall.

Around the corner are wooden shelves with precious porcelain.

"Wow, Grandpa, it's so big. Why is there no one?"

The old man came over, "Grandpa, I'm back. Where is anyone here?"

"Yes." Bai sang smiled awkwardly.

Nanli stood by and was very quiet.

Although it is usually very quiet, it is very quiet today.

Baicheng found something wrong and pulled his sleeve: "brother, what's the matter with you?"

"Ah? I'm fine. " Nanli found that everyone was seeing himself. He coughed in embarrassment. He hurried to a painting and looked at it. He was shocked. Then he looked at other paintings: "Grandpa, you have collected a series of Vermeer's paintings."

The old man finally showed his satisfaction.

"Of course, it took a lot of money to collect it."

Bai Fu explained: "if you weren't in China, how could your grandfather abandon these paintings and go back to provide for the aged."

The old man likes Nanli very much.

Everyone in the Bai family knows.

So at this time, of course, it is said without concealment.

Nanli likes himself to Grandpa. Of course he knows.

He was a little embarrassed.

"Wow, but it's a pity that these paintings can't stand too many twists and turns, or they can take them back to the country."

Bai sang made a noise nearby.

"This time, Grandpa, I took them back. I've found a way to take them back intact."

"That's nice!" Bai sang clapped this hand.

Even Baicheng, who doesn't understand painting, took a serious look.

"These are very nice."

The family laughed.

Reach out and touch his head.

Then visit other places.

The old man still hasn't brought back many precious things.

Now I'm going to tidy it up and take it back.

Because he can't solve it. He's old. He'd better stay at home.

Everyone agrees with the old man's decision. It's better for the family to live together.