Grandma Yun, who was pushed away, cut it arrogantly, with her back to the wind and groaning, her voice proud and indulgent.

"I've got money!"

Feng Yin's action of changing shoes paused, and he looked outside at the back of Grandma Yun's Dese.

"Found my Achilles' heel so quickly."

"Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles."

Grandma Yun, who looks like a villain, doesn't look obscene at all, but a little cute.

"Also, I don't have any money, you don't have to die, we will just live."

Feng Yin is not used to Grandma Yun's counterattack at all, how painful it is, how to hurt each other, she is familiar with it.

Grandma Yun doesn't mind Feng Yin's complaining at all, she herself accepts death very peacefully, although she only stays for one day, she likes to talk with Feng Yin.

"Be careful—I haven't made a will yet."

Wearing a windbreaker with slippers, he walked towards Grandma Yun, stubbornly tilted his head and stood in front of Grandma Yun with unyielding eyes.

Under the tense momentum, Grandma Yun witnessed Feng Yin's face-changing technique.

"When will a will be made? How about writing it down now? Do you need a doctor to be present in your situation? ”

Three questions in a row made Grandma Yun praise.

"Amazing, more powerful than when I pretended to be a traitor."

"Do you still have this great achievement?"

"That's, don't look at how many mountains Lao Tzu occupied back then."

One old and one young, chatting with each other, you brag about my letter, and then continue to chat.

Both of them are psychologically strong people, making jokes and pulling off the so-called face.

To a certain extent, the two are very similar.

The joke was pretty much the same, and Feng Yin sat down, poured a glass of warm water, and prepared to get down to business.

Grandma Yun sat on the opposite side of Feng Yin clearly, and the bandit leader's temperament was completely on the line: "You say, what to do!" ”

Feng Yin put down the water glass and tapped a finger on the table a few times.

"Feng Yingying will definitely contact you, my plan is very simple, you make her believe that you will leave a part of the inheritance to her, make her happy, make her crazy, I want her to get it first and then lose it, this kind of happiness is not something ordinary people can have."

"Hahahahaha! Good! That's it! ”

Grandma Yun hadn't played this kind of foolish game for a long time, and she was suddenly full of interest, and she couldn't wait to meet Feng Yingying now.

"Don't get excited, don't play away, if you are really fooled away by the wind, I will dig your grave and steal your tomb, and I won't let you be buried with your grandfather."

Grandma Yun gasped, clutched her chest exaggeratedly, leaned back, and pointed at the wind with a trembling finger.

"You, you, you—so smart! Like me! Also, your name is grandpa! ”

"Hahaha! If you call it, you can't go back! ”

Grandma Yun was afraid of the wind and repented, she quickly got up, ran into the kitchen, and pulled the sliding door shut, she couldn't see it, she couldn't hear it, it was equivalent to not denying it.

Wind Yin looked at the closed door and shook his head.

"Childish."

She got up, opened the kitchen door, completely ignored Grandma Yun, who was covering her ears and closing her eyes, and took out a black plastic bag from the cupboard.

"Hello?"

Grandma Yun was slapped on the back by the wind and opened her eyes.

"Stop playing, come here."

Grandma Yun was really a little stunned in the face of the serious wind groaning, and obediently followed up, watching her busy.

The wind is dispensing medicine.

"This is medicine for stomach pain and nausea, how many packets will I divide for you, cook one pack every morning, such a jar of water, boil it into a bowl of paste, and cook it myself when I'm not there, understand?" (End of chapter)