In the cramped rental house, the curtains are tightly drawn, and the room looks a little dark.

Zhuang Yan can't help it, it's summer, the window of his room is facing the sun, and at this point, it happens to be the highest and most poisonous time of the sun, if he opens the curtains, he suspects that he will be sunburned.

Maybe...... It's time for a change of accommodation.

He remembered that the more than 5,000 yuan manuscript fee in the background of the literary and art website was obviously enough to support him to find a new and better place to live, and the lease here would expire in less than a month.

If it was the predecessor, he might have some nostalgia for this dark and narrow room, and as for him, he would like to change to a spacious place immediately.

Just when Zhuang Yan was thinking about when and where he should move, suddenly there was a knock on the door.

When Zhuang Yan was about to ask who it was, the voice of the beautiful little girl next door came from outside the door: "Uncle, open the door quickly and help my mother." ”

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, shouldn't this little girl be in school class, why did she come and knock on her door.

As for what she meant by saving her mother?

Could it be that the beautiful young woman is sick? Zhuang Yan thought of this, rolled up from the bed, quickly put on his clothes and opened the door.

When she opened the door, she saw the little girl standing in front of the door, her pink little face was covered with tears, and when she saw Zhuang Yan coming out, she immediately pulled his trouser leg and said, "Uncle, save my mother." ”

They are all tenants on this floor, and they are all landlords, as I said before, the landlord has the financial acumen, and cut his house into a small room and made it into a hotel-style rental room, which is more expensive than renting in other places.

So on this floor, in addition to Zhuang Yan and the mother and daughter, there are three other households, but now their doors are closed, and it seems that no one is at home.

Zhuang Yan saw that there were still eyes swirling in the little girl's eyes, and immediately said distressedly: "Xiaoying, don't cry, what's wrong with your mother?"

As she spoke, Zhuang Yan was led to their residence by Xiao Ying with her trouser legs.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhuang Yan first saw a kitchen-style cubicle, with a range hood, gas stove, pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and everything, which didn't look like a decoration.

From this small kitchen, they went further into the bedroom where they slept.

However, Zhuang Yan didn't have time to pay attention to the furnishings in the room at this time, because there was more than one person in the room at this time.

In addition to the beautiful young woman sitting on the bed with her hair disheveled, there was also a woman dressed in black standing next to her.

The woman looks like she is in her forties, and maybe she is in her fifties, but she has exquisite makeup, luxurious clothes, and a bun, and she looks like a rich person. However, her expression was not very noble, she looked at the beautiful young woman on the bed with her arms crossed, and her expression was not very kind.

She saw Zhuang Yan being pulled in by Xiaoying, looked Zhuang Yan up and down, snorted from her nose, and then said to the beautiful young woman on the bed: "Chen Jiaqing, Chen Jiaqing, why do you say that your vision is getting worse and worse, and you left my son to find this goods?"

Are you talking about me? Zhuang Yan pouted, Nima, this old woman!

This woman's name is Chen Jiaqing, and Zhuang Yan only knew her name at this time. Chen Jiaqing raised her head and looked at Zhuang Yan and Xiaoying at the door, with some humiliation in her eyes, but she tried her best to keep it gentle and said to Xiaoying: "Xiaoying, take your uncle out, and my mother will go to you when she is busy with things." ”

But I didn't expect Xiao Ying to hold up her little face and stubbornly say: "I don't, Mom, you're crying, it's all your fault for this old witch." ”

The old witch obviously said the old woman next to her, of course the old woman was very angry, she pointed at Chen Jiaqing, and said with a hideous face: "Okay, you Chen Jiaqing, you actually said bad things about me to Xiaoying behind your back, why are you a woman with such a bad heart, how can I say that I am also Xiaoying's grandmother, you are not afraid of thunder and thunder when you say this?"

Chen Jiaqing didn't explain, but Xiaoying shouted: "It's not my mother who said it, I said it, you are an old witch, you bully your mother, you are an old witch." ”

Zhuang Yan listened to it for a while, and probably understood that this old woman should be Chen Jiaqing's mother-in-law and Xiaoying's grandmother, but she just didn't know what Chen Jiaqing's husband was, whether he was divorced, or what's wrong.

Seeing Chen Jia's clear and pitiful appearance, Zhuang Yan wanted to help, but after all, it was someone else's matter, and Chen Jiaqing didn't say anything, so he couldn't interfere.

However, he still asked, "Miss Chen, is there anything you want me to help with?"

At this time, the old woman also knew that he had nothing to do with Chen Jiaqing, and she didn't feel guilty for the misunderstanding she had just had, but stared at Zhuang Yan and said, "Which one are you, and you want to take care of the affairs in our own family?"

Zhuang Yan frowned, sure enough, she was an old witch, and this luxurious dress and dress couldn't stop the vulgar atmosphere in her. Originally, what the old witch said was right, this was Chen Jiaqing's business, and it was none of his business, but Zhuang Yan was not a good-tempered person, so of course he couldn't help the old witch's attitude towards him.

He picked the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "This old lady, I think this is probably not your family's business, could it be that you and Miss Chen are still a family now?"

Zhuang Yan was just guessing, and he didn't know what the situation was between Chen Jiaqing and the old witch's son, but seeing that the old witch was silent, he knew that he had guessed correctly, and Chen Jiaqing must have nothing to do with their family.

However, the old witch said stubbornly: "Although my son is divorced, I am still Xiaoying's grandmother." ”

Speaking of Xiaoying, Zhuang Yan felt the little girl retreat behind her, her hand still tightly grasping her trouser leg. Zhuang Yan shook her head, estimating that this little girl would not have a good impression of the word "grandma" in the future.

Zhuang Yan looked at the old witch, then at Chen Jiaqing who was sitting on the bed, squinted his eyes and said, "It seems that what you do is not what a grandmother should do." In this way, I will call the police, whether it is your family business or not, and when the police come, you tell the police to go. ”

As he spoke, Zhuang Yan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pretended to make a call, but when the old witch saw the situation, she immediately became a little anxious.

She glared at Chen Jiaqing and said, "You think clearly, I don't want to be unhappy, you can't raise Xiaoying well in this situation, I believe that the judge will sentence her daughter back to us when she sees your situation." ”

After saying this, the old witch stepped on her high heels and walked out, and when she walked in front of Zhuang Yan, she stopped and said coldly: "Young man, it's better not to meddle in your affairs, be careful of getting into trouble." ”

Zhuang Yanpi replied with a smile: "Don't worry, be careful on the road, don't be hit by a car." ”

"You!" the old woman glared at Zhuang Yan fiercely, but finally didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out.