Back To Eighty

The snow has melted in the past two days, so the road should be fine.

The sky was getting dark, and Lu Huai'an felt that Uncle Qian would probably not come down today, so he started to prepare dinner.

Just after setting the table and chopsticks, Uncle Qian arrived in a hurry.

As soon as he entered the door, he drank a glass of water without stopping: "Huh... I'm starving to death. I've eaten a cake in the morning until now."

Shen Ruyun hurriedly filled him with rice, a full bowl.

Uncle Qian was not polite. While eating, he took out a letter of introduction from his pocket and handed it to Lu Huai'an: "You have put this away, everything is done, then go to the police station in the city to get the account book."

The hukou was separated from the Lu family. It was a separate household, but it took some effort to transfer it here.

Fortunately, Shen Ruyun hadn't moved in yet, otherwise it would have been more troublesome.

Looking at the piece of paper, with only his name written on it, Lu Huai'an bent the corner of his mouth, but did not smile.

With just such a name standing here, it seems a bit lonely.

Somewhat unpleasant in my heart.

It's just that there are too many people, so he didn't show these emotions: "It's hard work, hard work, eat quickly, all sit down."

Lu Huai'an was very grateful. Uncle Qian really helped him a lot. If he had to do all these things by himself, he wouldn't know how many detours he would have to take.

"How are we polite? Are things done on the school side?"

Lu Huai'an hummed and said with a smile: "It's all taken care of, I'll wait for you! I'll tell Teacher Du that I'll leave tomorrow afternoon."

"That's good to dare."

The small dormitory was crowded, and it was more lively than the Chinese New Year.

The atmosphere was just right, and suddenly someone knocked on the door.

"I'll drive, I'll drive!" Zhou Lecheng jumped up and was very happy: "Is it the monitor?"

As soon as the door opened, it turned out to be Nie Bo.

I haven't seen him for a few days, he seems to be ten years older.

His temples were actually dyed with white frost, and he no longer had the same spirit as before.

He stood against the wall, looking inside, watching Lu Huai'an's momentary freeze, pursing his lips: "Boss Lu, I'm really sorry..."

The visitor was a guest, and Lu Huai'an didn't really feel bad about him. Nie Bo really gave him a lot of convenience when he rented a house or something.

If you want to change someone, you really won't necessarily agree to his saying that one pays three.

He politely invited people in, and Nie Bo did not say anything to tears.

"I should have come a long time ago. Who ever wanted to be in a bad state, so it's delayed until today..." He took out a handkerchief, apologized earnestly, and then thanked: "My family is unfortunate..."

Nie Bo described as haggard and his voice was hoarse: "I know, Boss Lu has shown mercy twice, and this time it's even more... even more..."

Last time, I was talking about the alley. Lu Huai'an didn't kill him, but Nie Sheng was spared.

What is it this time? Zhou Lecheng looked puzzled.

Lu Huai'an looked indifferent and offered hot tea, "Nie Bo's words are serious."

He is just a style of acting, insisting on doing things and staying on the line, and seeing each other in the future.

This isn't a deadly feud, so there's no need to make war against each other.

Besides, he really didn't take Nie Sheng's attention.

"No, I know...you asked Nie Sheng to sign at a critical moment..." Nie Bo burst into tears and smiled bitterly: "If it wasn't like this, I'm afraid this house would no longer have the surname Nie."

Kong San's group of things, what kind of good goods can they be? They can eat people without spitting out their bones. I heard that he still has a life lawsuit in his hands.

When he found out that Nie Sheng had actually found Kong San, his heart was half cold. Later, when he found out that the money had been stolen, he was even more angry.

He managed to slow down, and he hurried over, hoping that it would be too late.

"Fortunately..."

Luckily, Lu Huai'an pointed it out and signed Nie Sheng's name, otherwise...

Just as he was talking, Nie Sheng came over: "Dad! What are you doing here!?"

As soon as he stepped in the door, when he saw Lu Huai'an, he wanted to go back.

He was really afraid of him. Every time he met Lu Huai'an, he couldn't ask for it, and he was tricked again and again.

Probably he and Lu Huai'an were in conflict with each other!

Behind him followed the doorman, smoking a pipe and snorting: "I didn't bluff you, I said it's here, it's here."

When the uncle left, Nie Sheng also wanted to sneak with him.

Nie Bo glared at him angrily, and raised his voice abruptly: "Beast! Don't get in here yet!"

"Dad..." Nie Sheng hesitated for a while, but finally he walked in with a heartbroken.

"Apologize!"

Seeing his trembling appearance, Nie Sheng felt strange in his heart, but when he glanced at Lu Huai'an, he was unhappy in his heart.

It's just because of his father's appearance, he didn't give up to the end.

Nie Sheng grabbed his neck, twisted his face to one side, and hummed sorry from his nostrils.

It's not bad to have this attitude. Nie Bo didn't ask for anything else. He just took out the contract and begged Lu Huai'an not to have the same knowledge as him. He was even willing to waive the rent for half a year and ask them to live back.

Lu Huai'an was nothing, Nie Sheng exploded first: "Dad!"

He was so angry that he glared at his father: "Don't put your nose on your face, I only gave you face for the sake of your hospitalization, but I finally managed to do this! That facade is now mine!"

Nie Bo's hands trembled violently, his eyes widened with anger, and it was difficult to breathe.

This appearance frightened everyone. The pouring water comforted and comforted the caressing back, and finally calmed him down.

Seeing him like this, Uncle Qian couldn't help it.

He slapped Nie Sheng on the back of the head and lifted him to Nie Bo while holding him by the collar.

"You're really not a piece of shit! You made your father so angry that he was hospitalized during the New Year's Eve, you're right!"

Nie Sheng lowered his head and kicked the legs of the chair: "I, it's not that I have no money, Kong San wants me to give it again... Anyway, the old man's money will be mine in the future..."

The more he talked, the more he felt that he was justified: "Anyway, it will be given to me in the future. I will use it now, but it is not the same for me now!"

"Same ass!"

A good meal~www.readwn.com~ Lu Huai'an thanked him for this kind of thing, and stood silently on the side.

After Nie Sheng was taught by Uncle Qian, he finally knew how to bow his head and admit his mistake, and promised that he would not make his father angry like this again in the future, and that he would be a new person.

Not to mention whether it is true or not, at least the attitude is put on display.

Lu Huai'an just smiled, comforted Nie Bo and shook his head: "I don't need this contract anymore, we're going to the city, we're not here anymore."

Nie Bo smiled bleakly. In fact, he also knew that it was difficult to reverse this matter, but he held the last glimmer of hope.

At this moment, hope was dashed, and he sighed heavily.

If Nie Sheng could have one tenth of Lu Huai'an's prudence and understanding, he would have closed his eyes to death.

"Then, then I wish Boss Lu a bright future..."

He didn't have any more face left, so he got up and said goodbye.

Lu Huaian and his party escorted them downstairs and watched them go away.

This farewell, goodbye is far away.

As for the future, it can only depend on Nie Sheng's own destiny.

Back in the room, Uncle Qian was still sighing: "In my opinion, this is because there are fewer fights. Brother Nie is reluctant, and wants to replace me..."

"What happened to you?" Zhou Lecheng held the bowl and laughed: "Are you willing to play fruit?"

"..."

Uncle Qian was at a loss for words.

After a long while, he snorted: "If she doesn't obey... Then of course she will be beaten."

After dinner, Lu Huai'an mentioned another thing to Uncle Qian: "It's the car tomorrow afternoon anyway, I'm going to catch a morning market in the morning, by the way to see if anyone sells clothes or something, look at the styles, Uncle Qian, you Are you free tomorrow morning, can we go together?"

At the time of Chinese New Year, they haven't bought any goods before, and they don't know if there are any new styles. It's always good to have a good idea of ​​what you have in mind.