Aunt Chen is the name Nian Nian likes to call the most. These people are dressed in suits and expensive clothes. As soon as they come, they ask her if she is Aunt Chen. It is obvious that they are here for Nian Nian.
Although she had not seen much of the world, she knew not to cause trouble for Nian Nian.
But before Aunt Chen could close the door, Father Zhou, in a hurry, tore off his hypocritical face and inserted his hand to block the crack of the door: "Wait! I have something to talk to you about."
In this case, if Aunt Chen wanted to close the door, she would have to crush his hand, which was obviously not something someone with Aunt Chen's personality would do.
She frowned and looked at Zhou's father who was not giving in. She could only say in a good temper: "I'm just an ordinary vendor selling hot and sour noodles. I can't help you with anything."
"I can help you, I can help you." Zhou's father had finally found this place, and he was not willing to let her run away. He turned around and winked at the people behind him.
Mother Zhou immediately stepped forward, wiped her tears and said to Aunt Chen: "Aunt, we have no choice but to disturb you. Please help us!"
Aunt Chen saw that these people would not leave easily unless they achieved their goal, so she simply stepped aside and let them in, saying, "Come in."
This is an old residential complex and there is no elevator.
The only staircase was used by people from time to time.
A neighbor who was passing by saw this scene and joked to Aunt Chen: "Another neighbor from the city is coming to your house? I'm so envious."
After Aunt Chen let them in, she went to get cups to make tea, and said to Zhou's father and mother who were a little embarrassed, "Our house is small, you can find a place to sit."
When she said it was small, it really was small.
The two-bedroom, one-living-room house looked like a servant's room to Zhou's father and others. Half-eaten spicy hot pot skewers were neatly placed on the table in the living room.
There was no place to sit in the living room, which was not very big to begin with.
Aunt Chen came out of the kitchen to make tea and saw that they were still standing there. She pointed to the small stool by the wall and said, "You can sit there."
Father Zhou looked at the wooden bench that was only ankle-high, and a flash of disgust flashed across his eyes, but out of consideration for the relationship, he still forced himself to take a bench and sit down.
Mother Zhou was wearing all branded clothes and was even more reluctant to sit on the small stool. After hesitating for a moment, it was still Father Zhou who urged her: "Hurry up and sit down."
Zhou's mother frowned and sat down reluctantly.
She even sat in a corner, as if she was afraid that if she touched it too much, her clothes would get dirty. Her eyes and eyebrows could not hide her arrogance.
Aunt Chen saw everything, but pretended not to notice anything and placed the tea in front of them: "This is the only kind of tea we have at home, so you can just drink it."
Father Zhou continued politely: "Thank you."
Zhou's mother could not accept drinking the tea here anymore. She would put the cup aside as soon as she received it, as if there was a virus in it and would never touch it.
Zhou's father ignored her.
When Aunt Chen sat down and continued to pick vegetables, he couldn't wait to speak: "Ahem, Aunt, I'm really sorry to bother you this time. We brought you some gifts. They are all nutritious products. They are not expensive, but the thought is the best. Please accept them."
Aunt Chen paused while picking vegetables. She didn't even look at the gifts they had piled up at home. She looked straight at him, sighed, and said, "Just tell me what you want to say."
"Aunt is a straightforward person."
Father Zhou did not beat around the bush and said in a deep voice, "My son was naughty and offended Miss Qiao. He will be sentenced here. I have looked for Miss Qiao several times but have not seen her. I heard that you have a good relationship with her. I wonder if you can help to ask for her favor."
(End of this chapter)