Zombies of the new age are troubled

Chapter 279
Only then did the old man feel completely relieved. When he was old, even young people were unwilling to live with them old guys.

The one next to the building where he lived were all nannies hired by the family.

What he dislikes the most is the home, which has a strange atmosphere.

Wang Xiaolu walked towards the house with the old man in his arms, talking all the way to make the old man happy.

The four people in the room heard the voice of conversation, put down their work curiously, and poked their heads out one by one.

"They are the new friends you met recently."

Wang Xiaolu often called the old man and told him what had happened recently.

"Yes! They are easy to get along with, and the fat one is Tian Meng."

Tian Meng's face turned red, what is fat, she is plump, okay?

"Xiaolu, you are bad, you are fat."

Wang Xiaolu stretched out his hand and pinched his cheeks, and said two words that would piss him off, "No meat."

Tian Meng rolled her eyes, and decided to make one less for dinner. The grievance in her heart was that she didn't even eat half of the little zombie, but the weight was twice that of the little zombie.

One cannot envy Wang Xiaolu's physique. No matter how much she eats, she won't gain weight.

"Godfather, with two pigtails, the one who likes to be quiet and looks cool is Su Ying."

Su Ying: "..." What does it mean to be silent, she is just not good at finding topics.

Ding Lan saw the little zombie's gaze shifted to her, and hurried to the old man.

"Hi Uncle, I'm Ding Lan, Xiaolu's good friend."

Annan stood aside hesitantly, with an unconcealable uneasy expression on his face. When the old man came in, he glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally.

That glance seemed to see right through her, giving her the illusion that there was nowhere to escape.

The point is, she feels that the old man looks familiar, and she must have seen it.

Wang Xiaolu dragged the stunned An Ran over, motioning for An Ran to introduce himself.

"I, Uncle, hello, I'm An, An Ran, Xiaolu's friend."

Wang Xiaolu added dissatisfied: "Good friend."

An Ran's heart warmed up, and she smiled at the little zombie, then she lowered her head and didn't know what to think?
"Okay, okay, hello, nice to meet you." The old man smiled.

Wang Xiaolu glanced at the scorching sun rising into the sky, "Godfather, have you had lunch yet?"

Like a child who has done something wrong, the old man whispered, "Not yet, I am in a hurry."

Hurry up?

Wang Xiaolu's face became more and more ugly, and his voice was full of distress.

"Don't tell me, you came here."

The old man lowered his voice, "I forgot to bring money when I went out."

The brat in his family didn't come back for two days in a row. Yuanyuan has been away on business for half a month, and he is the only one in the empty house, and he didn't eat breakfast. He dare not tell the little zombie.

He originally just wanted to go out for a walk and get some air, but he didn't intend to come here.

On the road, I ran into a neighbor, old man Wang, who walked past him proudly while pulling a daughter.

The more the old man thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, and suddenly wanted to come to Xiaolu, and when he stopped the taxi, he realized that he had no money with him.

Wang Xiaolu couldn't bear to say anything serious, she pulled the old man to sit down with distress.

Tian Meng felt that the atmosphere was not right and said softly, "I'll make some porridge for uncle."

Wang Xiaolu turned his head and called Tian Meng, "Let's make white fungus and lotus seed porridge!"

She drank it, it tasted good, and her godfather would also like to drink it.

"it is good."

"I'll help." Su Ying trotted to follow.

(End of this chapter)