"I didn't drink too much." Zhang Yan's face was sober, and his voice was clearer and cleaner than just now.

Mu smiled with relief, looked at Uncle Chen and said, "You drank most of this wine. ”

"Me?" Uncle Chen expressed surprise, pointed at himself and laughed dryly twice and said, "How can I... Drink so much? ”

"We're all in this together." Zhang Yan was worried that it was too unreal, so he said actively.

"Is this your grandfather?" Uncle Chen pointed at Zhang Yan and asked.

Mu smiled and nodded.

"That..."Uncle Chen said, looking down at the stains on the carpet: "I cleaned it up." ”

"Receive." Zhang Yan spit out a word.

Uncle Chen smiled unnaturally, got up and stepped over the stain and began to clean it up.

Mu smiled and looked at Uncle Chen's back and yawned: "I fell asleep." ”

"Don't go." Zhang Yan looked at Mu Yan's face.

Mu was stunned for a moment: "Why, he has cleaned up, and you still don't let me sleep?" ”

"Stay, there's something else to arrange later." Zhang Yan still looked serious.

Mu Yan smiled at Zhang Yan's expression of who owed him eight million, sighed and stayed.

After a while, Uncle Chen cleaned up the carpet, and at the same time came to the courtyard when the wind rose.

"Who?"

In the room, Mu Yan listened to Fan Yan's question, looked at Zhang Yan sitting on the sofa, and said, "I'll take a look." ”

"If you dare to go back to sleep, I'll get you out of your room in a moment." Zhang Yan's speech was still a little unclear.

Mu smiled and wiped the bottom of his nose, looked at Uncle Chen, who was squatting in front of the basin and washing the rag, and without saying a word, he stood up from behind the dining table and walked to the door, just as he was about to reach out to hold the doorknob, another voice came from outside: "It's me." ”

"Who are you?" Fan Yan asked again.

"The one who accidentally smashed the wall during the day." Briefly introduce yourself when the wind rises.

Mu smiled and withdrew his hand and muttered, "Why did that guy come when the wind rose?" With that, she grabbed the doorknob and opened it and walked out.

Uncle Chen was stunned for a moment, raised his face to look outside the dark house, and said, "Why did you get up?" After speaking, Mu Yanxiao outside the house closed the door.

"What ghost movies do you like to watch?" Zhang Yan asked suddenly.

Uncle Chen was stunned again, raised his eyes to look at Zhang Yan, and smiled dryly: "Old man, I have nightmares when I watch ghost movies, forget it, and when I finish cleaning up, I'll leave." ”

"Stay." Zhang Yan arranged it himself.

Uncle Chen continued to laugh dryly and declined: "Forget it, it's not too early, I have already soiled your room just now, and I still want to stay, wouldn't it trouble you." ”

"Don't be polite to me, if I ask you to stay, you will stay."

Uncle Chen didn't expect the old man in front of him to speak so powerfully, so in order to prevent the old man from being unhappy, he agreed: "Okay, old man, I'll stay." ”

"That's right." Zhang Yan said, stood up on his knees, walked around the coffee table, walked to the TV, squatted down and opened the drawer of the TV cabinet, and then rummaged through the ghost discs that Fan Yan and Liu Xian gave him.

"It's been all this year, and you still use the disc player to watch it?" Uncle Chen got up and looked at Zhang Yan and asked.

"Get used to it." Zhang Yan said as he took out a few disc boxes from the drawer and put them on the table.

Uncle Chen looked at the cover on the disc box on Zhang Yan's table, and his heart tightened.

Outside the house, when Mu Yanxiao and Fan Yan looked at the sudden arrival of the wind in front of them, Fan Yan asked, "You came to lose money, right?" ”