Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

Chapter 376?

In front of the dining table.

After swallowing the food in her mouth, An Ying frowned and said softly, "Sister Zhang, you must have secretly put a lot of tonics in the soup you stewed these days."

Aunt Zhang's expression froze and she avoided the other person's gaze. She picked up the noodles and ate them without any taste. She was thinking about how to answer.

"Last time during the New Year's Eve, Yinyin brought back a lot of things. I didn't ask anything at the time, but now I think they must be some expensive supplements." An Ying spoke confidently and calmly.

Aunt Zhang knew that she couldn't hide this matter. She forced a guilty smile and said, "The master sent too much. I can't eat so much by myself. Let's just drink together."

Aunt Zhang's words can only fool An Yin.

But Anying didn't believe it.

It was obvious that the boy was using Aunt Zhang's name to feed these supplements to his own daughter. How could An Ying not know that?

Once, when Aunt Zhang wasn't paying attention, she secretly took a look at the things in the gift box. She was surprised. Any one of these things was extremely precious. Not only were they nutritious, but they could also nourish the body.

Because her daughter had been weak since childhood, Anying once considered buying these things, but because they were rare treasures and the prices were too high, she gave up the idea.

"smell good!"

A hoarse voice interrupted their reverie.

An Yin rubbed her eyes with her hands, and stared at the dining table with an expression like a greedy cat.

"Go wash your face and brush your teeth quickly, your face is sticky." Aunt Zhang wiped the sweat from her forehead and turned to look at the little girl on the sofa.

"Oh." An Yin stood up listlessly.

On the side, Aunt Zhang remained silent, but she was relieved in her heart. Ms. An had only asked a few questions just now, and Aunt Zhang did not expect that she would be so nervous. Fortunately, the little girl got up and interrupted them, otherwise, under the other party's continued questioning, it would be difficult for Aunt Zhang to guarantee that she would not say something.

In fact, when Aunt Zhang received these things, she knew what Mr. Bo was thinking.

The little girl is frail and Ms. An is recovering from an injury. In this case, it would be most appropriate for Mr. Bo to send her some nourishing supplements.

When stewing the soup, she took out some minced food and put it into the soup. Aunt Zhang thought that her little actions would not be noticed, but she did not expect that Ms. An would mention this matter during breakfast.

After An Yin finished washing up, she went to the dining table.

At this time, Aunt Zhang had already helped Anying back to the bedroom.

She was left alone, eating breakfast in boredom.

This Spring Festival is still different for An Yin.

Ms. An was injured and had to stay at home.

Aunt Zhang stayed at home and helped out.

The only difference was that on normal New Year's Day, An Yin could only receive a red envelope from Ms. An. This year, in addition to Ms. An's, even Aunt Zhang gave her a red envelope. An Yin wanted to refuse, but when she was trying to reject it, Ms. An said, "Take it." An Yin could only shyly accept it.

Afterwards, Ms. An said that she also gave a red envelope to Aunt Zhang, and An Yin didn't feel so guilty anymore.

There was a strong wind outside. After An Yin put away the New Year's money she had received, she took her cell phone to the rooftop. Because it rained last night, the ground was wet in some places and dry in others. A chilly wind swept in from all directions, and every household started setting off firecrackers again.

An Yin walked to the guardrail and looked down at the building. Few people passed by on the deserted street, and even children visiting were nowhere to be seen. She looked at the increasingly deserted neighborhood, and suddenly an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart.

In the past few years, she spent most of her time in school. When she went home occasionally, she would stay for one night before leaving. The place in front of her, which was full of her childhood memories, became more and more dilapidated and outdated without her noticing.

"Child, the wind is so strong, go back to the house quickly." Grandma Wu was probably tired from climbing the stairs, so she hunched over and walked towards the rooftop with one hand supporting herself.

"Grandma Wu, Happy New Year." An Yin turned around and smiled sweetly at her. "I'll be in a moment."

"You are such a sweet child." Grandma Wu came to the corner, slowly squatted down, and picked up the pair of wet and dusty cotton slippers on the ground.

"Grandma Wu's weather forecast said that there will be light rain in the next few days, so you'd better not dry things on the rooftop." An Yin reminded.

When she came up just now, she didn't notice there was a pair of shoes in the corner.

"It seems I have no choice but to take it home." Grandma Wu sighed, "Oh my God, it rains every day. The clothes that my husband and I put to dry at home are always wet. There is not a single dry piece."

Grandma Wu stood up with great effort, looked up at the overcast sky with a worried look on her face.

An Yin wanted to say something more, asking the old lady to turn on the air conditioner, but when she thought about how frugal Grandma Wu was and how she was reluctant to turn on the air conditioner, she swallowed the words back.

She could only comfort him, "The sun will come out after the rain, don't worry."

"How can I not be anxious?" Grandma Wu said, her sharp eyes looking at the little girl, with a hint of temptation on her face, "Last time your house leaked, it burned out my only dryer. Otherwise, the pile of wet clothes at home would have been dried long ago."

After Grandma Wu finished speaking, she sighed several times.

After listening to Grandma Wu's description, An Yin stood up helplessly, "Grandma Wu, I'm so sorry."

An Yin felt that her words were very pale and had no effect on the old man in front of her, so she lowered her head in guilt.

Grandma Wu has watched An Yin grow up since she was a child. The little girl has a pure and kind heart, and she never doubts what others say. To be honest, when she saw the little girl's sullen face and what she was about to say, she felt a little bit reluctant.

But thinking about the actual situation at home, Grandma Wu could only be thick-skinned and continued, "I see your electric meter is turning very fast every day. Is the air conditioner on at home?"

An Yin said innocently, "Sometimes I will open it for a while."

For example, when it is coldest in the morning, Aunt Zhang will turn it on for a while, and the clothes at home will dry quickly in the warm air.

"Ahem." Grandma Wu pretended to cough to cover up her guilty conscience, and then said, "How about I bring the clothes from home to your house?"

When this idea was mentioned, Grandma Wu's eyes lit up.

An Yin really didn't expect Grandma Wu to make this suggestion. She stood there in a daze, not yet figuring out how to answer.

Grandma Wu's voice came again, "Forget it, it's too much trouble. Anyway, my husband and I are both old people. It doesn't matter if we wear the same clothes for ten days or half a month. It doesn't matter if it stinks a little."

After saying this, she turned around with a staggering gait and was about to take a step forward.

"Grandma Wu, let me take the clothes to my house for you." Grandma Wu's words made An Yin feel sad, and she made a decision immediately.