Sima Xilou carefully loaded these cardboard boxes into the car, and without saying much, he drove to Kyoto.

"Brother Ci?"

After arriving in the city of Kyoto, Sima Xilou came down from the viaduct and called Yan Ci first, "I brought back a batch of skin care products with small fungus, didn't you say that you want to get two bottles for your mother and your sister-in-law?" I'll send it to you? ”

"Okay, you can send it over!"

Yan Ci's voice over there was a little low.

Sima Xilou didn't care, and hurriedly drove straight to Yan's house.

Over there, Yan Ci walked to the door of the house, and after hanging up Sima Xilou's phone, he stood at the door of the house and didn't rush in, took out a cigarette and lit it, lowered his head and took two puffs, and exhaled a piece of smoke.

"Hey, Yan Ci, why haven't you gone in yet,"

Su Jingwan, who walked out of the gate of the Yan family, was stunned when she saw Yan Ci, "Grandpa and father are in a hurry to call you back!" ”

Su Jingwan said, looking at the little uncle with an unpredictable look on his face, a little puzzled.

I don't know what happened to this little uncle again, today the old man lost his temper with her father-in-law in the study, and he also dropped two cups.

Then her father-in-law was angry and called Yan Ci to hurry home......

I don't know what's going on.

Su Jingwan was a little worried, could it be that there was something big wrong with the little uncle's business? But I haven't heard Yan Mo say anything about this!

"I'll go in!"

Yan Ci extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, replied in a muffled voice, and strode into the house.

Su Jingwan looked at his back a little inexplicably, and wanted to follow up to hear what was going on.

But obviously the old man didn't want her to know, and even her husband Yan Mo drove out of the house together, and it seemed that he wanted to talk to Yan Ci alone.

Su Jingwan paused, left with her bag, and didn't dare to go in.

"You still know to come back!"

As soon as Yan Ci entered the house, his mother Zhao He gave him an eye knife, "Say, what are you doing?" Provoke your grandfather to be so angry?! ”

Zhao He didn't know, but she felt that it was nothing more than this kid causing trouble outside, and she hadn't seen this kind of thing before.

"Talk to your grandfather well,"

Thinking so, Zhao He glared at Yan Ci and admonished, "Your grandfather is old, don't come with him, did you hear that?!" ”

Yan Ci nodded with a tense face, didn't say anything, put down the briefcase in his hand and went upstairs to Old Man Yan's study.

"Tuk Tuk!"

When Yan Ci arrived at the door of the study, he hesitated for a moment, and then as if he had made up his mind, he knocked on the door with a stiff face: "Grandpa, it's me!" ”

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of something in the study smashing on the door and then falling to the ground, and a piece of broken porcelain exploding.

"Get in!"

In the study, Old Man Yan roared angrily.

Yan Ci pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth were even tighter, but his expression was very calm, and he slowly stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the study, and there were broken porcelain pieces in his eyes.

It was Old Man Yan's favorite secret color porcelain cup, but he didn't expect such a precious cup to be really willing to ......

Yan Ci's face became even more solemn, obviously this matter could not be easily let go by the old man.

"Bang!"

As soon as Old Man Yan saw Yan Ci come in, he slapped his palm on a stack of materials on the table, slapped it a few times, and yelled at Yan Ci in a dumb voice, "Tell me, what's going on with these things in your room?" ”

Yan Ci was silent.

"Say!"

Yan Ci's father saw that his son still wanted to resist, and he was anxious, "What about your grandfather asking you, you tell your grandfather, you didn't collect these things for yourself!" ”

(End of chapter)