Such a beautiful and expensive piano was smashed by Xu Mengmeng? Han Xiaoyu took a look at the brand of the piano, that's right, it was the piano that Xu's father bought for his daughter from abroad last year.

"Meng Meng is back? Come to the living room for dinner, mom made you sweet and sour ribs. Su Wanting saw her daughter coming home, so she walked over quickly.

"yes, okay." Retracting his gaze, Han Xiaoyu walked into the restaurant, the table was full of fragrant dishes with excellent hues, Xu's father had already served a soup and a meal for his daughter on the table, and when he saw his daughter come in, he said with a smile: "It tastes good, hurry up and eat it!" As he spoke, he stood up and cautiously walked out of the restaurant.

Why is this scene so embarrassing? Han Xiaoyu made up the information in his brain and found that the original owner was reluctant to eat with his parents when he occasionally returned to this house from his grandmother's house. In fact, the original owner came back to live for a month when he said he wanted to learn piano last year, and then he lost his temper and smashed the piano, so he ran back to his grandmother's house.

When I returned to the living room after eating, I saw Su Wanting busy cleaning the living room, and the smashed piano had also been carefully wiped, glowing with a faint luster and spotless.

Han Xiaoyu muttered in her heart: "How can I make them recognize that I am a good child?" ”

[Little brother, talk to them and communicate more, your mother specially asked for a week off for you, and now it's only been four days, and there are still three days off! ] 】

"I don't know how to say it, she's not my real mother." Han Xiaoyu turned around and was about to go upstairs.

[Little brother, don't go, it's a rare opportunity. Besides, I didn't see you take the initiative to speak when you had your own mother, do you know, your real mother waited for you for a long time on the day she left, and you didn't go home in the Internet café, uh, I'm sorry, I'm fast. The elf cat quickly ran away.

Han Xiaoyu's heart was deeply shocked, no wonder her aunt said that her mother didn't look away, was it because she couldn't see him go home?

The steps that were about to step up to the second floor seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and when I turned around, I saw Su Wanting busy in the living room where the light was not very good, and it was already after lunch, and she was busy cleaning and not eating.

"Well, Mom, you." I don't know how many times the corners of his mouth pulled, Han Xiaoyu shouted a few words.

Su Wanting looked up and saw her daughter, her eyes were full of embarrassment and surprise: "Something is wrong with Meng Meng?" Oh, your bed covers and quilt have just been changed for you, they're clean, go up and rest. ”

"Oh, you...... You go eat! After saying this, Han Xiaoyu ran upstairs as if he had escaped.

He originally wanted to ask Su Wanting why she didn't go to work? But it was said that she was told to go to dinner.

After wandering in the corridor for a while, after hesitating for a moment, he entered a pink-style room, wow! It's really a girl's heart! This made him peek at the girl's diary, and his face began to burn. After wandering around the bedroom for a while, I was relieved to lie on the bed, and at first, I was afraid of messing up the original owner's things.

In fact, the things in this room were all sorted out by Su Wanting, and when the original owner returned here, he was too lazy to even want to move his fingers.

The quilt and bed cover on the bed are the main colors of the cover of this year's famous idol drama "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky", and there is a feeling of being surrounded by happiness when lying on the bed. Han Xiaoyu was depressed: Such a good home, why did Xu Mengmeng run away? Could it be a nerve problem?

Han Xiaoyu lay on the bed and stretched her limbs, smelled the faint fragrance of the lavender pillow, turned over and hugged the pillow, well, in fact, it's good to be a woman!

As he lazily reached for the pillow, he touched something hard.