When Feng Xiulian came out of Wen Nuan's house, she met Lu Yuming and Lu Jiaming building a snowman downstairs. She said something to the children and went upstairs.
The snow was so heavy today that Wen Juan did not go to the county town to attend classes. She was doing her homework when she heard the door clang and someone pushed it open from outside.
She frowned.
If there was no one else entering this way, it must be Feng Xiulian.
Since that day, Feng Xiulian did not talk to Wen Juan, but she would always make some noise at home from time to time to increase her sense of presence.
Wen Juan was so stimulated by the cram school that she has been calmly reading and studying these days.
She cannot be underestimated by Wen Nuan.
So Wen Juan would usually ignore Feng Xiulian's actions, or she would get into a fight with Feng Xiulian if she was really tired of doing the questions.
Hey. Not to mention that after the quarrel, I immediately felt refreshed and my efficiency in doing the questions was much higher.
But what kind of illness is this today?
Wen Juan ignored her.
Feng Xiulian kicked the door open and sat on the sofa to rest. Unexpectedly, not long after, she heard noisy sounds coming from downstairs outside, and it seemed that someone was calling for help.
She stood in front of the window and looked curiously, and saw several people walking away in a hurry carrying someone on their back.
She didn't see clearly who was being carried, but the crutches carried by the person next to her and the clothes the person was wearing seemed familiar.
Could that person be Zhao?
Feng Xiulian suddenly felt a little scared. Zhao's accident should have nothing to do with her, right?
Yes, it doesn't matter, she just reminded Mr. Zhao kindly.
When her foot grows on Zhao's leg when she wants to go out, can Feng Xiulian stop her?
Besides, something happened to Lu Jinchuan and Wen Nuan, so they might not have the energy to take care of this matter.
Who will still remember what happened today after a few days?
After Feng Xiuliang made a mental effort for himself in this way, he went back and continued lying on the sofa.
It was so warm here that Lu Jinchuan found something convenient and left, "You are taking care of grandma in the hospital."
She ordered.
Lu Jinchuan looked at the thing in her hand and said silently, "I always said that I have to teach you how to hit someone without hurting yourself, but I never had the chance."
"So you want to teach me now?" Wen Nuan asked blankly, "Okay, if you don't sharpen your skills before the battle, it will be a waste."
The corners of Lu Jinchuan's mouth curved even wider, and he hit her on the head.
He actually taught her on the spot how to hit someone so that it would be more painful and leave no traces.
Wen Nuan's eyes widened, could this still happen?
She has learned the lesson.
"Go ahead," Lu Jinchuan said at the end, "just one request, don't hurt yourself."
"I know." Wen Nuan smiled and waved his hand.
She was going to beat someone at their door. How could she let others beat her up? Wouldn't that mean that anyone could bully them in the future?
However, after being interrupted by Lu Jinchuan, the violent anger she felt just now was no longer so strong.
The snow on the road had not yet melted when the sun came out, and the two children were still playing in the snow downstairs. They were startled when they saw the warmth coming.
Lu Jiaming immediately thought of the scene where she had taken care of him in the backyard of Wen Nuan's house that day, and immediately pulled his sister and ran away.
I found a secluded place and continued building a snowman.
"What is she doing here?" Lu Jiaming muttered softly.
"Who knows?" Lu Yuming rolled his eyes and had more fun, "Both of them are bad women."
Lu Jiaming said nothing, "Could you be looking for grandma?"
"Why is she looking for grandma?" Lu Yuming said, "Don't be afraid, who is our grandma? My warm cousin, can she still eat our grandma?"
"Besides, when did grandma ever lose a fight in Kyoto?"
But... this is the Shaanxi Province base. Feng Xiulian did not win every time she quarreled with Wen Juan. Instead, Wen Juan was made angry to death every time.
"Let's not worry about the adults' affairs." Lu Yuming said, "Anyway, we can eat and play."
She found a good thing: when the adults didn't want to care about them, they would give them money and let them solve it on their own.
For example, if Wen Juan didn't want to cook, she would give them money to eat in the big cafeteria, and grandma would give them less.
Anyway, they are the ones who benefit in the end, so no matter what, the louder they argue, the better, and the more money they can get.
It's not like the old days in Kyoto, where grandma was very strict and didn't give them anything, even pocket money.
Feng Xiulian was lying on the sofa at home, shaking her feet and humming along with the songs on the radio. Wen Juan was impatiently stuffing her ears with cotton in the room.
But the babbling sound can still be heard faintly.
Just when she was irritated and wanted to quarrel, the door was suddenly kicked open from the outside.
"Ah... there's an earthquake, run away." Feng Xiulian climbed up from the sofa without even bothering to put on her shoes. She was about to run out with the tape recorder in her arms.
Who would have thought that before he could even take two steps, he would see Wen Nuan standing there with a cold face.
Obviously, the sound just now should be the sound of Wen Nuan kicking the door.
"Why did you kick my door?" Feng Xiulian said angrily, "If you kick it in, you will have to pay for it."
"Also, my heart is so frightened that I'm about to die."
"Really?" Wen Nuan said with a sneer, "Then let me see how it is illegal."
"I heard that it was you who came to my house and told my grandma a lot of nonsense?" She leaned lazily against the door, looked at Feng Xiulian with a look of disdain and smiled lightly, "Huh?"
"I had good intentions," Feng Xiulian said with a guilty conscience, "I heard what the person who was bringing the wounded back said at the north gate."
"Who knew your grandma would take it seriously?" Feng Xiulian said as if she was right, "You are so panicked at such an old age, no wonder...ah...it hurts..."
Before she could finish her words, Nuan Nuan took out a rolling pin from somewhere and hit Feng Xiulian randomly.
But there was no part of Feng Xiulian's body that was not painful.
She let out a scream.
Downstairs, Lu Jiaming and Lu Yuming heard the voice and looked up in the direction of their house in surprise, then looked at each other and asked, "That... was grandma's voice?"
"I have never heard grandma howl like this. It's like... killing a pig." Lu Jiaming said.
Lu Yuming nodded, it did look a bit similar.
"Dad," suddenly, Lu Yuming looked up and saw Lu Guozhi walking home. She greeted him with a smile and said sweetly, "You are back. Are you tired? Dad has worked so hard."
She has always had a sweet mouth. Compared to the somewhat dull Lu Jiaming, Lu Guozhi prefers the well-behaved and sweet-mouthed Lu Yuming.
"ah……"
Upstairs, Feng Xiulian screamed like a slaughtering pig again.
"Your grandma had a fight with Wen Juan again?" Lu Guozhi's face looked a little ugly.
After he finally came back, couldn't these two people live in peace?
"It's not Aunt Wen, it's Nuan Nuan." Lu Jiaming said, "We saw her going upstairs just now."
Why did Nuan Nuan come to their house?
For some reason, Lu Guozhi still had a little expectation in his heart.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Lu Jiaming asked Lu Yuming in a low voice as he saw Lu Guozhi hurriedly upstairs.
People who clearly didn’t want to go home just now are now looking forward to it again.
"My lord, things are really troublesome." Lu Yuming pursed his lips, "Let's continue building snowmen."
Haha, they have been playing downstairs for so long and no one cares about them. It’s so cool.