The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 836 The Return
"The young master didn't come back, but the presents have arrived, including the guest gifts before and after the Chinese New Year and the snacks and fruits at home. He has always asked Nan's subordinates to come and do them. The arrangements are very appropriate."

Old Nan snorted coldly: "Come on, the gifts he gives me every year are stored in the antique store, and he will pick one at random to fool me when the New Year's day comes. That little bastard Jiaojiao is even more extreme, there are no gifts at all. "

"Miss Jiaojiao doesn't face to face every year—"

In the middle of speaking, Uncle Qiu realized that something was wrong and shut up in time.

Give the gift in person, but no one shows up, so why give it in person.

The old man was already in a depressed mood, so mentioning it like this is pulling a knife in his heart.

"That's all."

The old man adjusted the position of the fishing rod and lay down halfway.

Uncle Qiu changed the topic: "Why don't I go and bring the stove over and get some fruit for dessert. Don't you like to cook tea around the stove?"

"It's just us two old bastards, what are we going to do with that?"

"Who said it's only Grandpa and Uncle Qiu?"

Suddenly, a girl's clear voice came from behind.

Old Nan was stunned for a moment, then turned around abruptly.

"Old Qiu——"

He wanted to sit up, but he couldn't support his waist, so he lay down again, raised his hand to look for Qiu Bo's help, and said hurriedly, "Look quickly, am I hallucinating?"

Uncle Qiu also saw Nan Jiaojiao, and the two exchanged glances. Uncle Qiu was a little dazed, and quickly turned around to support Elder Nan.

"It's Miss, it's really Miss, she's back."

"My Jiaojiao?"

Mr. Nan struggled to stand up, perhaps because he was too excited, no matter how hard he tried, he felt that it was useless. He wanted to lean on the recliner to borrow some strength, but he didn't know that his palms were sweaty and slipped.

His head fell down, but fortunately Nan Jiaojiao walked a few steps quickly and just happened to support him.

"Grandpa," Nan Jiaojiao squatted down, looked up, and smiled crookedly, "It's me, I'm back."

"Jiaojiao, my Jiaojiao—"

The old man held Nan Jiaojiao's face and looked at it carefully. He wished that he could see all the eyebrows, eyes and nose clearly, and he could even measure the amount of flesh on his body.

Seeing that she is in good shape, not thin, but her face is still small and delicate, the bones around her cheeks are clear, and she can't pinch any excess flesh, and she immediately feels distressed.

"It was fine when I went out, why did you become so thin when you came back?"

The old man held Nan Jiaojiao's face and looked left and right, "Which monster did you meet, and your blood was sucked dry?"

Nan Jiaojiao couldn't hold back, she burst out laughing "puchi", "Grandpa, what TV series have you been watching lately?"

"Ah, I see that, it's a fox with nine tails, and...it's none of your business!"

Before he finished speaking, the old man suddenly turned the corner, why did he start chatting with Nan Jiaojiao.

What a shame!

"Aren't you refusing to come back? It's been a year, what are you doing when you come back? Put on a show!"

Nan Lao folded his arms with both hands and turned his face to the other side, angrily refusing to talk to her.

"Something has delayed it. Isn't this back?"

Nan Jiaojiao moved forward and lightly poked Elder Nan's knee with her finger, "Isn't there still Lantern Festival?"

Nan Lao glanced at her secretly, and pinched her with his fingers hidden under the armpit.

There is still one week until Lantern Festival.

He immediately turned his head and grabbed Nan Jiaojiao's hand, "You said it, we won't leave until the Lantern Festival."

Nan Jiao Jiao nodded her head, "Okay."

"Xiaoqiu, did you hear that? Hurry up and bring up the Manhan banquet, as well as the roasted sweet potatoes and roasted chestnuts that the little girl likes. Aren't you going to carry the stove? Bring them here, as well as the little persimmons I left a few days ago. come here."

(End of this chapter)