C353 We can't let them know

One and a half hours later.

The living room of the fifth house was completely filled with clothes. A few kids seemed to be participating in a fashion show, changing back and forth under Hong's command. Old Madame Diwu was attracted by their clamor and stayed behind when he saw the lively scene.

At this time, Zi came back, carrying a few bags in his hands. He walked up to Old Madame Diwu and said shyly, "Grandmother, this is a gift for you."

It was unknown if it was because of the atmosphere in the living room, but Old Madame Diwu took the things in his hands and excitedly went back to his room to change.

Zi and Diwu Yue looked at each other and laughed. Grandma really was like a child.

"By the way, how did you know we were going to buy clothes today?" I gave you a little guy to try on his clothes. After fiddling with him for a few hours, he finally collapsed onto the sofa in exhaustion.

Originally, she thought Zi Ling would answer her, but she didn't pay attention to that question. Instead, she turned around and prepared to leave. Seeing Hong asked that, Diwu Yue's face changed a little, but thinking about it, it was a matter between the two of them. Zi personally told her that it would be better, and besides, Red would definitely stand on their side.

The two sisters had been together for so many years, but Red knew Zi very well. She didn't want to lie to him, but she also didn't want to tell him the truth. Curiosity instantly increased, and she followed Zi's footsteps directly into the room.

Seeing this scene, the few little fellows looked at each other for a moment. Diwu Kong understood the essence of this exchange and immediately asked.

"Mummy, why have Aunt Hong and Aunt Zi returned to their rooms? Is there something wrong? "

When Diwu Yue heard this voice, his head immediately hurt. This son of his son was so curious that even his face could not match up to's. She laughed dryly, "It's nothing, Aunt Hong and Aunt Zi are tired and are preparing to go back and rest."

"Oh." The few imps spoke out loud together, and under their "really" gazes, Diwu Yue quickly escaped. Returning to the room, he panted heavily, patted his chest, and repeatedly said, "So close."

If they found out about this, his home would probably be completely unsafe. He didn't know whether or not he would be sent to the heavens. When he thought about the consequences of exposing the truth, Diwu Yue felt goosebumps all over his body.

Don't, don't, don't let them know." She read for a while and was ready to go back to bed.

These few days, Xuan Yiche had gone to the branch office in the USA to take care of things. Like Diwu Yan, he left early and returned late, leaving the group of idle women and children at home. The few imps were even more anxious to stir up trouble. They looked for excitement all day long, and Red was still accompanying them as they continued to cause trouble.

The quiet old lady didn't say a word, pretending she didn't see them. Sometimes she would sit on the balcony in the living room and watch them fooling around in the garden. In the words of the old lady, this house had not been so lively for over half a century. Thus, by the old lady's tacit consent, the entire house was filled with smoke from them.

Zi lowered his head, not daring to look at him. The atmosphere in the room was unusually heavy.

Diwu Yue walked around outside a few times, but still came back empty-handed. In the end, knowing that he couldn't rush this matter, he obediently returned to his room to rest. After strolling around the streets for the entire day, she was so tired that her legs had gone numb. Xuan Yiche was no longer like this.