this……

Nan Ge scratched his head, "I don't know either. He was here when I came down."

The second brother and the third brother obviously didn't believe it. She helplessly spread her hands and looked like you are asking me who I am asking.

Knowing that she wouldn't lie, the second and third brothers stared at her for a few seconds and then looked away.

The three of them had the same gaze, falling on someone on the single sofa opposite.

I can't understand.

The second brother observed it for a while and whispered: "The eldest brother looks at it and seems to be in a good mood."

The third child: "Are you sure? Why do I feel a strange and eerie feeling?"

Nan Ge: "To be honest, I think so too."

Opposite me, Nan Zhe calmly flipped through a page of the newspaper and read the contents at a glance. "If you three speak louder, the border sheep raised by the old man in the backyard can hear it."

"..."

Forehead.

"No, we didn't mean that, brother." As the oldest of the three, Nan Xi was naturally pushed out to block the knife. "Just, look, you are radiant and energetic today, as if you are ushering in the second spring.

.”

"..."

As soon as Nan Xi said this, Lao San and Nan Ge looked at him in horror.

What nonsense are you talking about!!!

The third child hurriedly asked Nan Ge to sit further away and distance himself from the relationship:

"Brother, we definitely don't mean this! Only the second brother thinks so. We are different!"

Erchun also dared to say this kind of thing. He dared to use it to tease Nanzhe.

If you are going to die on your own, why are you dragging them along?

I am not afraid that the tomb will be deserted next year, with no one even offering incense!

At least keep a spark of fire!

Surprisingly, when Nan Zhe heard this, he just raised his eyebrows and showed no sign of being angry at all.

He folded the newspaper and replied without even raising his head: "The first spring hasn't come yet. Where did the second spring come from?"

That's it?

Why did you wait for a long time, and the atmosphere was set up, but it turned out to be a squib?

What about beatings?

What about traditional items to greet your mother?

Nothing!

At this time, the three of them were frightened by Nanzhe.

The three of them sat together, like primary school students in class, with upright postures and not daring to look around. They sat like this for about ten minutes, and when the waists of the three of them were all a little stiff, the old man came back from outside.

The old man has always had the habit of walking early in the morning.

As soon as he entered the door and saw his four grandchildren sitting neatly in the living room, he was stunned for a moment.

No, to be precise, the three of them were sitting neatly.

The one opposite has his legs crossed, as relaxed as he wants.

There was a sharp contrast between the two sides. When the old man saw this posture, he thought about it and pretended not to see it, and prepared to go upstairs.

Seeing that this was an "interrogation", he stopped going to join in the fun.

Otherwise, his precious grandson would have to give him a few greetings.

"The old man is back." Unexpectedly, Nanzhe had already seen him.

The old man retracted his legs from going upstairs and responded.

"You kids, just play, I'll go upstairs first..."

"What are you doing upstairs? What time is it and you still want to go back and take a nap? Come on, come on, I'll read you the newspaper."

Old man: "?"

The three elementary school chickens opposite: "?"

It was hard to reject the warm hospitality. When the old man sat down on the sofa next to him, he was still a little uneasy. He glanced at the three people on the sofa on the other side and asked with his eyes.

He thought he could get some information, but the three people across from him shook their heads at him in unison.

"..." The old man was scornful in his heart. As expected, these three little ones were all of no use.

I always slip up at critical moments, and I don’t know if it’s intentional.

This made the old man sit on pins and needles, and he didn't know what Nan Zhe was thinking. It looked like he was really reading the newspaper to him, but this was not Nan Zhe's style of painting at all.

When did this grandson take the initiative to read him the newspaper?

In the past, he asked Nanzhe to sit with him for a while (this chapter is not finished yet!)

Chapter 164 Die a happy death

Let's have a cup of tea. This grandson looks impatient. There must be a scam today!

Thinking of a few days ago, this grandson walked his dog with him, said a few nice words, and then deceived him into getting the key.

He was still immersed in the touching scene of his father's kindness and his grandson's filial piety, but the grandson turned around and went to move his antique collection.

He was an old man and couldn't catch up with Nanzhe. When he caught up, Nanzhe was holding a tea set in his left hand and picked up an ornament with his right hand, saying that he wanted to give it away. He was so angry that he almost vomited three liters of blood.

Today I'm repeating my old trick. Hey, could it be that I've set my sights on one of his treasures again? Thinking of the few authentic calligraphy and paintings I received just the day before yesterday, the old man's hands were shaking nervously.

He has to withdraw, danger!

Although the lock has been changed upstairs, if his grandson really likes something, the lock is just a decoration at best.

It will be scrapped before long.

As the saying goes, a gentleman must be guarded. As for Nan Zhe, a stinky gangster...how can he be guarded against it?

This is too difficult to lock.

"Ahem." Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but interrupt him. Nanzhe paused, then raised his eyes and glanced at the old man.

Grandfather and grandson looked at each other.

The old man's words were stuck on his lips, "That good grandson..."

Seeing him hesitating, Nanzhe heard that he had coughed just now, so he asked, "Want some tea?"

"No……"

Before the old man could say anything, Nanzhe poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, "Do you want me to feed you?"

The old man: "..."

Although it was a bit strange, drinking this tea was not so reassuring. But Nan Zhe had been rebellious all his life and always liked to go against him. Now that he offered to pour him tea, the old man gritted his teeth and drank it.

The old man seemed to be being pulled from left to right. On the one hand, he felt that he had to run quickly. If it was too late, it would be too late and he would fall into a trap! On the other hand, he felt that his darling grandson was really obedient today, and he felt relieved.

After drinking a cup of tea, the old man sighed, feeling comfortable.

As he drank the cup of tea, he no longer wavered, and stretched out his hand with peace of mind, "My dear grandson, have another cup."

Nanzhe nodded, put down the newspaper, and poured him tea.

This scene seems quite harmonious at first glance.

The three elementary school chickens opposite seemed to be invisible and transparent, sitting there looking at this scene with distorted expressions, hesitating to speak...

After drinking four cups of tea in a row, Nanzhe saw that the old man had finished drinking it again, and pretended to pour it for him.

"No, no, no, it's okay, it's okay. I can't eat my breakfast anymore." The old man was almost full after drinking tea, so he quickly put down the tea cup.

After enjoying it for so long, the old man knows that what is supposed to come will always come, and it is also a knife to extend his head and shrink his head. It is better to take the initiative and die more happily.

"Ahem, dear grandson, just tell me what you want." The old man waved his hand. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see his clenched teeth and clenched hands. "I recently collected two authentic paintings. You

Do you want to go take a look?"

Chapter 164 Die a happy death
Chapter completed!