Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 277 Two Elders in the Family, Always Noisy and Quarrelsome

Nanfeng parked Digger Zero in a parking lot near the old house and then walked home with Wanyu and the other two.

"Nanfeng's back! Did she bring friends back?"

"Yes, I'm bringing a few friends back for the Chinese New Year."

Along the way, people kept greeting Nanfeng, and Wanyu and the other two had heard the above conversation countless times.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but remark, "Nanfeng, you seem to be very popular here."

Nanfeng smiled and explained, "The surname Chu is very common here. Basically, half the village is on the same family tree. Everyone here is related by blood or marriage, so of course we're familiar with each other."

"So that's how it is."

Wanyu looked around like a curious child: "Wow...this place is so full of life!"

Guan Gu, whose Chinese wasn't good, didn't understand what Wan Yu meant: "What does 'full of vitality' mean?"

Without turning his head, Zhang Wei explained succinctly, "It's just that it's poor but full of vitality."

"no."

Wan Yu waved her hands repeatedly: "I really think this place is great. Look at the flowers, trees, and how everyone is enjoying life so leisurely. It's wonderful."

"It feels just like what Tao Yuanming described in his poem."

Nanfeng smiled helplessly upon hearing this: "...Wanyu, these are not flowers, trees, or plants; they are vegetables that someone planted in their yard."

"They're not leisurely enjoying life; it's just that everyone's exhausted from working out there, and now that they're finally back for the New Year, they naturally want to slack off."

"ah."

Wan Yu muttered dejectedly, "I thought..."

Nanfeng and Zhang Wei just smiled when they saw this.

Perhaps only in the eyes of Miss Wanyu could life be so poetic.

Even Tao Yuanming, who wrote poetry, had to "rise early to tend the overgrown fields and return home with his hoe under the moon."

Even so, Tao Yuanming's vegetable-growing skills were terrible, otherwise why would he have written "the grass is lush but the bean sprouts are sparse"?

Guan Gu asked directly, "Wan Yu, have you never been to the countryside before?"

Wanyu shook her head.

Although she enjoys traveling, she has never actually seen such a rustic rural scene before.

"fine."

Nanfeng laughed and said, "Then let's have a good experience this time."

As they walked and chatted, they soon spotted the old house.

As the saying goes, "the poor are scholars, the rich are warriors." Zhang Wei and Guan Gu knew beforehand that Nanfeng's family couldn't be poor, but they still didn't expect that Nanfeng's old house would be so luxurious.

Zhang Wei was almost speechless with astonishment: "I thought you were just referring to an old house, but it turns out it really is a house!"

"Stay calm."

Nanfeng said dismissively, "Times are progressing, times are developing. The old house may look impressive, but in terms of living conditions and convenience, it can't compare to modern housing."

"However, we're not too picky about where we live; we're fine with anything that's available."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei nearly ground his teeth to powder: "Just make do?"

A quote from Versailles!

He also longed for a house that was just about adequate.

Unexpectedly, Wan Yu nodded in agreement: "Indeed, I also think that the living environment doesn't need to be too big or too good. Just make do with what you have."

"Otherwise, like my family's estate, it takes tens of minutes just to drive to the gate, which is incredibly inconvenient."

Zhang Wei: ...

Very good, there are still experts.

This is definitely incomparable.

“Eh…”

After Wanyu finished speaking, she seemed to hear a crisp sound. Curious, she looked around and asked, "What was that sound?"

"It's my heart, the sound of my pure and kind heart breaking."

Zhang Wei clutched his chest and exclaimed dramatically, "There are so many rich people in this world, why can't there be one more like me?"

"From this day forward, I'm going to begin my descent into darkness and take revenge on the world!"

"Zhang Wei, you'd better not turn to the dark side."

Guan Gu joked, "If you get any darker, you'll turn into an African lawyer."

"That's true." Zhang Wei nodded.

Wan Yu blinked: "But I think I really heard a crisp sound."

Nanfeng sighed helplessly, looking up at the old house: "They've started fighting again."

"what?"

Wan Yu, Zhang Wei, and Guangu were startled by Nanfeng's words.

Before Nanfeng could say anything, the three of them saw an old man rush out of the house, followed by another old man with a full head of white hair, who was chasing and hitting him with a cane.

"Damn it, if you keep doing this, I'm going to fight back. Your health can't take a beating from me."

The old man running in the lead was clearly being beaten and running away with his head in his hands, but he was incredibly stubborn, still shouting and yelling as he ran.

However, the elderly man who was hitting people with his cane was even more fearless: "You brat, if you have the guts, fight back! If you don't fight back, you're my son!"

"But I am your son!"

Seeing this, Nanfeng couldn't help but rub his forehead.

I knew it!

When Wanyu and the other two saw this scene, they were stunned.

(⊙﹏⊙)

"Nanfeng, the elders in your family... are in really good health!" Guan Gu was silent for a moment, then gave a thumbs up in praise.

Zhang Wei chuckled dryly, "Nanfeng, your family is truly overflowing with martial spirit!"

Nanfeng covered her eyes, unable to bear looking at her: "You'll get used to it, you'll get used to it."

Wanyu then asked Nanfeng curiously, "Nanfeng, which of those two is your grandfather?"

Upon hearing this, Nanfeng looked at Wanyu in shock: "What do you think?"

Wanyu smiled shyly.

The elderly duo, who were arguing and cursing in the street, finally saw the four-person group from the South Wind standing at the gate of the house watching the show.

"Dad, stop hitting him."

"There are outsiders here; aren't you making yourself a laughingstock?"

The old man who had been beaten pointed in the direction of the south wind and said.

Upon hearing this, the elderly man with the cane launched into a tirade: "What kind of outsider is this? You can't even recognize your own grandson?"

The old man who had been beaten looked closely and exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, it really is my grandson whom I don't know very well."

"Why didn't you go out and play today? You decided to come home?"

Nanfeng's face darkened.

He looked at Guan Gu and the others: "How about the four of us find a place to spend the New Year together?"

The three of them could only manage a series of dry laughs.

They now understood what Nanfeng meant when he said that his grandfather had a strange temper and wasn't good at speaking.

This old man, Mr. Chu, certainly has quite a personality.

"Don't you see what time it is now? Where else can people go if they don't come back for the New Year?"

Old Master Chu kicked his good-for-nothing son, who had never been good at talking, and gently beckoned to Nanfeng: "Come, come, let me see if my little Nanfeng has lost weight."

"Great-grandfather".

Nanfeng walked up with a smile and helped Old Master Chu up, then called out to him, "Grandpa."

Grandpa Chu patted Nanfeng on the shoulder and said in a strong voice, "Not bad, you've been in good health lately. How long do you plan to stay home this time?"

"If you don't argue with me, I'll stay home for a few more days."

The old man nodded heartily and said, "Alright, I'll bear with it."

"But we can't hold out for long. I reckon we'll start arguing again in a few days."

Nanfeng nodded in agreement.

"By the way, these three are the three friends I brought back for the Chinese New Year."

Nanfeng introduced the two men: "These are my grandfather and great-grandfather."

"This is Wan Yu, Guan Gu Shenqi, and Zhang Wei."

Wanyu and her two companions greeted the two elderly people warmly.

What just happened was so unexpected that they only now began to seriously examine the two elderly people in Nanfeng's house.

The old man is in his sixties, but he looks only about fifty. His thick black hair would probably make any programmer extremely envious.

He was dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, his back ramrod straight, and he looked upright, decisive, and efficient.

For a moment, Guan Gu and his companions simply couldn't connect the old man in front of them with the little old man who had just been beaten and was running away with his head in his hands.

The old man was nearly ninety years old, with gray hair, but his spirit was remarkably good. His expression was peaceful and kind, and his eyes were full of calm and gentleness. He was just like Nanfeng.

When the two of them stood together, the old man looked exactly like Nanfeng when he grew old, both in appearance and temperament.

"Guan Gu is amazing..."

After hearing Nanfeng's introduction, the old man looked at Guangu and asked, "You're a Japanese person who's doing well in Japan?"

Nanfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, even if the old man is not good at speaking, he wouldn't say anything bad to the friends his grandson brought.

"Uh...yes."

Guan Gu nodded with a troubled expression. He was worried that Nanfeng's grandfather would not welcome him because of his nationality.

"He looks quite decent, and since he's a friend that Nanfeng brought back, he can't be too bad."

The old man asked curiously, "But in Japan, do you really have to wash dishes seven times?"

Guan Gu: ...

Where exactly did this rumor originate?

Faced with his elders' questions, Guan Gu could only stammer, "My family is a family of chefs, but I've never heard of this rule before. It must be made up."

"That's good. Otherwise, if you came to our house, we'd be exhausted just washing dishes."

The old man said with a chuckle.

Snapped!

The old man couldn't stand it anymore, so he swung his cane at his son who couldn't control his mouth.

"You talk too much! Hurry up and go with your wife to tidy up the room for the kids!"

"I'm just respecting the guests' culture. If they really want a plate to be washed seven times and we didn't wash it, wouldn't that be poor hospitality?"

"You're insulting me for this too..."

The old man muttered in a deep, muffled voice.

The old man was furious: "Why aren't you going yet!"

Seeing his father glare at him fiercely, the old man had no choice but to return to the house.

The old man shook his head and smiled at the three of them, saying, "Don't worry too much about it. Nanfeng's grandfather is just a bit straightforward and not very good at speaking, but he's a good person in other aspects."

"He's always had this personality since he was a child, and I can't change it no matter how I try to teach him. I'm sorry to have made you laugh at me."

"No, no..."

The three of them waved their hands repeatedly.

Actually, the old man looked at them with a happy expression, clearly showing that he genuinely welcomed them to celebrate the New Year.

only……

They had never seen anyone more stubborn than Zhanbo before.

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)