When I went back, the sun was already much weaker, and it was not so hot on my body.

5544 came back from playing a lap, and didn't know that Nanhe had also taken over the task, seeing him carrying a bag of delicate and beautiful bread, he muttered: "Host, do you still have a deposit?" ”

"There are three pieces of eight left."

5544: "Ah, let you keep your deposit!" What if you starve to death in the plot? ”

Nanhe: "......"

It's the capitalists who create the system, right?

Wandering all the way back to the old town, the moment you step across the asphalt road into the broken concrete floor begins as if you have entered a second past-like world.

When passing by the vegetable market, Nanhe turned in and bought some vegetables and condiments. The kitchen is barren like a second garbage dump, and if you want to live, you have to continue to replenish it.

On the way back, he had to pass by a garbage dump where the garbage cans were placed, and Nantsuru really didn't want to recall the terrible smell and wanted to go around another alley. Suddenly, I saw a person squatting in the garbage can, familiar with only a short sleeve of one sleeve, who was burying his head in the garbage seriously.

Nanhe paused, staring blankly.

Within half a minute, the man who was digging through the garbage pile stood up and turned his head. Revealing a cheerful face, two small dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth, and he stared happily at the blackened half of the bun in his hand.

Ah, the dirty bag seems to be even dirtier.

Wait, blackened buns?

Nanhe pondered, didn't he eat buckwheat or black bean steamed buns at noon today? Is this how it was turned out?

Fortunately, I didn't ask him for steamed buns at noon.

The dirty bun looked at the black bun in his hand with cherishment, wiped the dust, and was about to stuff it into his mouth.

"Don't eat it!" Nan Tsuru means to stop.

The dirty bag's black and white eyes looked straight at him and closed his mouth in a daze.

Nanhe breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment, the vigilant dirty bag took the black bun into his arms with lightning speed, took a few steps back and ran like a little hamster hiding only food.

Nanhe: "......"

It's dark.

He's not going to pick up a poisoned dirty bag on the road one day, right?

When I got home, I pushed open the yard door, and was interrupted by a voice-

"Qin Nanhe!"

Before Nanhe looked back, 5544 danced: "It's the protagonist!" Road Orange Road Orange! ”

Lu Cheng was still wearing the pale white shirt, standing in the shade of the street opposite Nanhe's house, frowning, and looking at Nanhe with resentment in his eyes.

I have to admit that Lu Cheng is the saying that Bai Yueguang is in the old city, he stands there and does nothing, just like a cool breeze in summer, and he feels happy at a glance.

"What are you still doing standing there? Can't get it yet? Lu Cheng said dissatisfied. The sun was so hot outside, he didn't want to go there at all.

Nanhe: "? ”

"Why did you come back? Do you know how long I've been waiting for you? Lu Cheng glanced at the bread in Nanhe's hand, "Why do you put the bread and vegetables aside, how can I eat it if it smells!" Isn't it sweet? I don't eat anything too sweet. ”

Nanhe: "?? ”

Seeing that Nanhe was still holding the club, Lu Cheng looked over suspiciously and impatiently: "What's wrong?" Anything else? ”

5544 said eagerly, "What are you doing, host?" Give it to him! Do you want to chase people and buy some gifts for them? The original owner often brought him food, isn't it strange that you don't give it now? ”

"Ah, that's right." Nanhe is secluded.

Do you often send food or this attitude of debt? That's really incredible.

"That's right." 5544 said, "Give it to him, don't make him wait." ”

Nanhe handed the bread in his hand to Lu Cheng, and Lu Cheng took it, looking very unhappy: "If you want to give it or not, forget it, put on a ......"

“35。” South Crane Road.

Lu Cheng: "? ”

"35 bucks."

Lu Cheng's eyes widened, his fair and delicate little face burst into two thin reds, and he glanced at the bread in his hand, and felt that Qin Nanhe was simply too deceitful! smashed a bag of bread on Namzuru, turned around and walked away in a huff.

Qin Nanhe went too far, he condescended to talk to him and accept his things, which was already given to him face, what kind of madness did he have today, he gave him a shame, he didn't pay attention to him anymore.

Nanhe caught the bread, looked at the back of Lu Cheng leaving with a blank face, and pushed open the courtyard door to go home.

5544 was angry: "What have you done, host!" Why don't you give him bread? Didn't you buy it for him? You are stingy, how can you have a wife in the future, do you think your wife still cares about you? ”

Nanhe walked into the dull little living room of the house, opened the windows for ventilation, and said indifferently while putting things down: "Does it matter?" ”

5544's heart was cold, he didn't expect the host to be a stingy person! Obviously, in the last world, I couldn't wait to give my heart and liver to Meng Ting, Meng Ting liked the sea, so he didn't hesitate to buy an island and buy a luxury giant ship, and now he can't even give up a bag of bread.

How can a man become so fast!

Although Nanhe is not a person with a habit of cleanliness, he is not used to seeing such a dirty environment in front of him. Find the broom and dust shovel and start cleaning the room. Starting in the living room, the bad, dirty, useless, and expired ones are all thrown to the floor. The kitchen and bathroom, as well as the grocery room, were also thrown in large numbers, and the floor was littered with garbage.

The things upstairs are also disposed of, and the dirty and smelly clothes are also treated equally, and all are returned to the garbage.

When I cleaned my room, I found an old photo under the cabinet when I cleaned the cabinet. The photo shows a gentle woman with curved eyebrows and apricot eyes holding a young child, smiling lightly at the camera.

This should be Qin Nanhe's mother.

Thinking back to packing so many things, but only seeing such a photo in the original owner's room, this is probably the only thing about the original owner's mother in this house. Nanhe found a cardboard box and put the photo back away, just as a memory.

Piles of garbage were swept out, and Nanhe choked on the dust and sneezed. All the garbage was moved to the garbage dump, and the space in the home was a little larger, and Nanhe breathed a sigh of relief. The rest was the dust in the house, which was washed and washed after a few basins of water. In the summer, the air is hot and windy, and it doesn't take long for the house to look new.

Nan He threw away Qin Sen's clothes without hesitation, and picked out a few pieces of his own clothes that were in good condition and washed them outside to dry.

At night, when the stars twinkled in the sky, Nanhe cooked a table of dishes and put them on the balcony on the second floor to eat while blowing the wind.

"What the hell!" A voice broke the silence of the night.

Nantsuru looked through the gap in the railing of the balcony, and a tall voice kicked open the courtyard door in annoyance.

It's Qin Sen.

Nan He took a bite of food and didn't care about Qin Sen's arrival.

The old wooden staircase made a dull thumping sound, Qin Sen went upstairs, looked around, and a smile appeared on his greasy face: "I finally know how to clean the house, after waiting for so long, it is difficult to wait for Lao Tzu to clean up by himself." ”

Finally saw Nanhe eating on the balcony, a table of dishes burned with color and flavor, Qin Sen didn't expect his son to have such a skill. I happened to be hungry, so I pulled over a low stool and sat on the edge of the table, and directly put a chopstick dish into my mouth.

After taking a bite, I suddenly came back to my senses, and the chopsticks "snapped" and slapped on the table.

"Where did you get the money to buy vegetables? Do you still have money? ”

He injured his son today and took away his tuition, and when he went out, he gambled big, and his pocket was empty when he lost in half a day. The first thing I did when I came back was not to care about my son's injury, but to ask my son if he still had money during dinner.

Nan Heli ignored him, lowered his eyes and continued to eat.

"Lao Tzu asked you!" Qin Sen said, his tone was not ruthless, "Lao Tzu lost less and won more this afternoon, and in the end, he lost a fine light after looking away, and when that money comes, Lao Tzu will be able to turn over the book immediately." ”

"Do you eat or not?" Nanhe suppressed the impatience between his eyebrows.

It's really annoying to be disturbed eating.

"What tone do you say to Lao Tzu!" This disgusted attitude suddenly hit the sensitive point in Qin Sen's heart, although he had no ability, but he hated people to talk to himself in such a boring tone, and the stinky woman was too.

The more useless a person's self-esteem becomes, the more fragile Qin Sen becomes, the more angry he becomes, he suddenly stands up and overturns the folding table. In an instant, the walls and floors full of food were scattered everywhere.

Qin Sen didn't feel relieved, and came over with a wave of his fist.

I didn't teach this little beast enough lessons in the morning, not only did he hide money, but he also talked to his father with this kind of ghost attitude, just like his shameless watery Yang Hua's mother!

Nanhe is not the original owner, and he will be afraid of this father and let him beat and scold. When Qin Sen's fist swung over, he grabbed his wrist and forcibly dragged him into the small living room.

Qin Sen was shocked, and only reacted when he was dragged and thrown on the floor in the living room. Nanhe closed the balcony door with his hand, took the rag on the coffee table and wrapped it in his fist.

"It's against you! You still want to do something with Lao Tzu, you little brute......" In response, Nanhe held his fist.

The rough rag was wrapped around his fist, and punch after punch, Qin Sen was beaten so that he had no power to fight back. The pain in the face spread from the bones to the head, and the head buzzed.

"Qin Nanhe! Qin Nan...... Son! Qin Sen spat out a mouthful of blood foam with teeth, "Stop, stop!" ”

Nanhe turned a deaf ear, and the rag on his hand broke because of the pulling force, so he stopped.

Qin Sen shrank beside the sofa, the hatred in his heart rising like sea water. Nan He turned his head and threw the rag, Qin Sen suddenly burst out, took the glass on the coffee table and was about to smash it on Nan He's head.

A second before it approached, Qin Sen's bloodshot eyes squeezed out a strange excitement.

This little brute actually dares to do something with him, see if he doesn't kill him!

The back of Nanhe's head seemed to have eyes, and he turned around and flew up, and the tall and strong Qin Sen was hit in the chest and smashed against the wall in the living room.

Qin Sen's chest seemed to be burned out of a hole with this kick, and it hurt to inhale hotly.

Nan He took out a useless belt, tied Qin Sen's two hands and tied them to the legs of the coffee table, opened the door of the balcony to see that the almost intact dishes were put on the coffee table again, and continued to eat with the white rice that he had just protected from suffering.

Beat yourself like this, and you can still sit next to him and eat calmly.

Qin Senqi's neck was bruised, and a few indescribable chills and shivers rose in his heart when he came into contact with Nan He's calm eyes that looked at him as if he was looking at a dead object.