Nanxin stood up and took the two untouched cages from Mu Yun, and indifferently replied: "No."

The decorations here were all ancient and fragrant. Even the table was round with a jujube red color. It looked pretty, but it wasn't convenient to eat.

"Clank ~"

A sound rang, only then did Nanxin see that the bowl had been knocked off by her. Inside the bowl, there was still the prawn that her uncle had peeled for her that he hadn't eaten!

"Do you know that I'll pay for it today?" I'll treat you to a table of food, and you'll make me pay a dozen or so tables of food. " Mu Yun looked at the broken pieces on the ground and felt regret.

Nanxin looked at him blankly.

Qiao Mubei asked Nanxin to sit closer to him, a little further away from the shattered porcelain pieces on the ground. He touched the top of her hair to reassure her, "He opened this place, he doesn't need to pay."

"Lawyer Qiao." This shout was very long, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he said, "The cutlery here are all from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. They are all from Jingde Town."

Nanxin put down the Soup Dumplings in his hands. Before he swallowed the food down, he spoke unclearly, "Uncle, I've finished eating. Let's go."

"Dad, I finished today's exam."

"Alright, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

"No need, I …" He was already at his house. Before Nanxin could finish speaking, the other end of the line hung up.

When Nanxin walked to the front of the house, he heard the sounds of quarreling from inside. He took out his key and pushed open the door, standing in the hallway.

"Yuerong, the reason why I did this, was just so that I could earn more money and let you recover your Su Family." Zhang Bonian lowered his voice, his brows dyed with frost.

Su Yurao's eyes reddened, "I only married you because I want to live a peaceful life with you. I never thought that I would be able to make someone from the Su Family think highly of me."

Nanxin, who was at the profound entrance, did not say a word as he stood there, listening to Father and Mother Zhang's conversation.

Nanxin also knew that his mother and grandfather had broken off their relationship, and that his mother had been driven out by his grandfather. So for so many years, Mother had never brought up Su Family.

After a long silence, Mrs Zhang opened her mouth again, "When I was with you, I didn't covet anything from you, so I'm willing to divorce. I won't take a cent from this family."

Hearing that, Nanxin looked at Mr and Mrs Zhang suspiciously, "Why do you want to get a divorce?"

In her memory, her parents had never quarrelled.

Zhang Ma signed the divorce papers, then looked at Nanxin with misty eyes, and shouted angrily, "It's all because of you! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been kicked out to marry your father!"

"Mom, how did I make you angry? You can just scold me, but don't divorce dad." Nanxin felt that Mrs Zhang was a stranger, so he nervously pulled at the corner of her clothes.

Mrs Zhang pushed Nanxin's hand away and spat indifferently: "You are not wrong."

"Then why did you divorce my father?" Nanxin did not understand, and there was no sign at all.

Ever since school started, she hadn't come back during this period. She rarely called her home, so Mr and Mrs Zhang didn't take the initiative to contact her. Even her birthday was just a gift being quickly handed to her.

Perhaps there was an omen that she did not notice.

"Ask your father." He pulled the suitcase and went out.

Nanxin wanted to step forward and hold her mother's hand, but Father Zhang held his heart, breathing rapidly, "Nanxin, you are back. I was the one who wanted to divorce your mother, so I can't blame your mother."

Seeing Zhang Bonian's painful expression, Nanxin became anxious and flustered, "Dad, where are you unwell?"

"Dad's happiest thing in life is having a daughter like you. It's all Dad's fault. "Dad called all of dad's savings into your account. Sorry, dad can only give you …" So many. After saying this, Father Zhang seemed to have used up all of his strength.

Nanxin brought some water over to Father Zhang, "Dad, drink some water first, don't say anything. I'll call 120. "

There was a long knock on the door, and when no one answered, the door opened again and he came in.

"Are you Zhang Bonian?" asked one of the two men in police uniforms.

Nanxin swayed the unconscious Zhang Bonian, feeling helpless as he cried and muttered, "My father has a heart attack, I beg you to save my father. My dad has a heart attack... "

She kept repeating this sentence in her mouth.

Father Zhang was sent to the hospital, and when Nanxin arrived at the hospital, he saw Qiao Mubei, so he had to settle all the arrangements.

Nanxin, who was initially flustered and helpless, now only needed to stand at the side.

Because he was sent to the hospital in time, Father Zhang had already passed through the dangerous period.

"Sleep for a while. I'll wake you up when your dad wakes up." Qiao Mubei pointed to an empty sickbed.

From father Zhang to the hospital, Qiao Mubei and Nanxin had waited for more than eight hours, and it was already the early morning.

Nanxin pulled Qiao Mubei along, and said softly, "Uncle, sleep with me for a while."

"Yes."

In a single bed, sleep two people, body close together, so as not to fall down.

Nanxin buried her head in Qiao Mubei's embrace. Her soft and soft hair brushed against his face;

"Uncle, can I like you?" She was buried in his arms, her voice muffled.