Here, Huo Yao returns home.
In the living room are the old man and Papa Huo, who are playing chess.
Huo Yao walked over and greeted politely.
The old man put down the piece in his hand, looked at Huo Yao, "Can you play chess?"
Huo Yao leaned against the armrest of the sofa and said softly, "No."
"Oh." When the old man heard this, he didn't say any more, and his eyes fell on the chessboard again, looking very focused.
Huo Yao glanced at the liar old man, pretending to be really like him.
At this moment, Papa Huo looked up at his daughter, then turned his head to the direction of the gate, and asked, "Daughter, why are you alone, where is your second brother?"
"Second brother said that he has to work overtime these days, so he won't come back to live." Huo Yao replied.
In fact, she thought that the second brother just didn't want to be forced by the family to go on a blind date, so he found such a lame reason.
When Papa Huo heard this, his brows and eyes stretched.
Although I felt that the second child's sudden overtime work seemed strange, but I didn't think too much about it.
After all, there is one less obtrusive existence in the house, so it is very comfortable to think about it.
"Well, it's good to work overtime, pay more overtime wages, so as not to be said to be an old man, our family is not particularly rich, and we can't afford idlers." Papa Huo said casually.
The corner of Huo Yao's lips twitched fiercely, his expression was very complicated.
If she hadn't gone to the restaurant for dinner with her second brother today, she might still pretend to believe this kind of nonsense.
But the old man next to him glanced at Papa Huo suspiciously. The house is full of priceless antiques. Is this called 'not rich'
At this time, the old man's cell phone rang, and he took it out of his jacket pocket. The two text messages were from his son of a bitch.
[You are at Huo's house.]
[Are you coming back by yourself, or should I ask someone to come over and invite you in person?]
The old man curled his lips and put the phone in his pocket. Didn't he just call the little girl when he was going to the toilet and forgot to turn it off.
"Old man, it's your turn." Papa Huo said with a smile.
Thinking that he forgot to turn off the phone, and was found by his grandson, the old man's thoughts were pulled back, his eyes fell on the chessboard, and after a pause of two seconds, he said a little embarrassedly: "Xiao Huo, I won't play today, My grandson called me home."
As soon as this was said, Papa Huo looked at the old man in surprise: "Is your grandson finished with his work?"
The old man gave a dry cough and nodded, "Yeah."
Huo Yao, who stood up straight beside him and was about to go back upstairs, heard the words, his brows and eyes moved slightly, and he turned his head.
Heh, I have always emphasized that I am a lonely old man.
The old liar.
The old man didn't pay attention to Huo Yao's gaze, took the crutch by his side, stood up slowly on it, and then said: "I've been bothering you for the past two days, and I'll sit at my place when I return to the capital. "
Papa Huo also stood up and nodded politely, "You are too polite, I will definitely go if I have the chance."
Beijing
Huo Yao's eyes inevitably stopped on the old man again.
The old man's cell phone rang again at this moment, he took it out, picked it up quickly, and said impatiently, "Got it, come out right away."
After hanging up the phone, the old man nodded to Papa Huo, then turned to look at Huo Yao again, with a somewhat uncomfortable expression on his face, but he didn't explain much in the end, and walked towards the gate on crutches.
"I'll see you off." Papa Huo said aloud.
Hearing the words, the old man paused his steps, changed his mind, and said: "It's okay, just let Yaoyao send me off, I really like this kid."
Huo Yao: "..."
(end of this chapter)