Xueba at the same table from the future

Chapter 162
Twilight was sinking.

The gate of the courtyard was opened and closed, and the lights were locked in the house.

"Meow--", a meow broke the silence in the room.

In front of the dining table, the bad old man and the little bastard stared at each other.

"Why, I rushed back from the teahouse on purpose, but you just made this for your uncle?"

The white-haired old man snorted angrily, and pushed the small bowl in front of Chen Mu angrily.

"Would you be full if you eat this for dinner?" The uncle glanced at the bean curd who was carefully licking the cat cat bowl next to him.

"Stinky boy, you gave Xiaodoupi a bowl full of cat food. Not only do I have to follow you to eat shit, but I only have half a bowl."

"It's just—the old man is so angry."

"Emmm, sir, where did you learn this kind of talk?" Seeing his bearded and staring face, Chen Mu was still unmoved, but helplessly helped his forehead.

"Where else can I come from? A teahouse." The uncle curled his lips in disdain: "I don't know why, I have lost interest in seeing the card tables recently, but I think it's interesting to listen to the music."

"Cough cough cough..." Chen Mu shifted his gaze to the little gourd on the dining table that was polished by the uncle, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Master, have you been drinking recently?"

"You can quit smoking, you can quit playing cards, but you can't quit drinking."

Uncle opened the gourd plug and took a sip, then touched his unshaven mouth with unsatisfactory intentions: "This bar is also strange."

"What's so strange?" Chen Mu couldn't help but tilt his head curiously.

"How should I put it..." The bad old man took another sip, and a faint blush appeared on his wrinkled old face: "This wine is ordinary, but it's pretty good when it's put in this little gourd."

"I said little bastard." At this time, the half-drunk uncle leaned back and looked at Chen Mu's green face very calmly: "You didn't poison your uncle in the wine gourd, did you?"

"No, no." Just as Chen Mu wanted to explain out loud, the bad old man waved his hand resolutely: "It doesn't matter if you poison him, anyway, your uncle won't live for a few years, and everything in the house will belong to you kid. "

"Well—" Hearing this, the smile on Chen Muyuan's face involuntarily became stronger: "Master, didn't you always say that you would donate your things in the future, and you wouldn't even leave me a blade of grass?" ?”

"That's it." The uncle paused for a moment, then glanced at the red button machine that Chen Mu randomly placed on the stone table, and then slowly continued to add: "Isn't this for our little girl? ?”

"Master, she is actually very rich." Chen Mu ignored the doting look on the uncle's face at this time.

"Your uncle also has money, and your uncle's money belongs to you two little fellows!" The bad old man retorted loudly drunk.

"Hiss—" Doupi, who was eating quietly at the side, was suddenly frightened by the bad old man, and moved the small bowl to Chen Mu's side calmly.

"Why do you feel that you have been eating too little Doupi recently?" Chen Mu glanced at the cat food left in the bowl, and rubbed Doupi's chin very naturally.

"Meow Nene~"

"Doupi, you said you want to lose weight recently?"

"Actually, it's not necessary, just eat with peace of mind, there will be cats who want you." Chen Mu's hands became more gentle.

"Loose your ass, boy, if I believe that you can understand cat language, I might as well believe that there are ghosts in this world."

The bad old man also took a look at the overflowing cat food in the bean skin bowl, and then sighed softly: "This little guy has indeed been eating less and less recently, and it is probably time to leave soon."

"Hiss~" Hearing these words, Doupi's petite figure trembled violently, and then threw herself into the warm cat's nest without looking back.

"..."

"Master, what are you talking about?" Chen Mu angrily pushed the bowl of paste in front of the uncle: "Hurry up and eat it, eat black sesame paste with black hair."

"Don't eat, don't eat." The uncle waved his hand resolutely.

"Little bastard, give me one of the peaches over there, it's still a bit of a treat."

The bad old man looked at the bag of peaches that had been placed on the stool next to Chen Mu since before, and the corner of his mouth drooled in disappointment.

"This?" Chen Mu blinked his eyes twice, took out a beautiful peach from the bag, shook it in front of the uncle's eyes, and put it to his mouth like a chicken thief.

"Xixi brought this over today, if you want to eat it, tell her yourself."

"Then hurry up, hurry up." The uncle pointed to the red keypad that was beeping non-stop in Chen Mu's hand at the moment, completely oblivious to the sly look in Chen Mu's eyes at the moment.

"Hey, it's a little girl." The old man burped carelessly: "I'll give you the whole peach to eat."

"Master~~~", the voice on the other end of the phone was a little coquettish, "I heard you didn't eat anything tonight."

"That's that..." The old man, who was already drunk at the moment, angrily kicked down the table next to him, coquettishly at Li Xinxi like a child.

"Little girl, you don't know what this kid Chen Mu is thinking. He only gives a bowl of black sesame paste to an old man like me who is about to die at night."

"Isn't this...Isn't this wanting your uncle to starve to death and inherit the family property?"

"Little girl." The red-faced old man secretly glanced at Chen Mu, and then lowered his voice a little again: "When the time comes, your uncle will give you everything, not even a blade of grass for this kid."

"Giggle——" The sweet laughter of the girl in the yellow skirt, like a yellow warbler, came from the other end of the phone.

"But sir, in this case, the money will still go to Chen Mu in the end."

"Then you should be more careful, just give this kid a few pocket money every month." There was a fierce light in the uncle's eyes.

"Pfft hahaha——" Li Xinxi's laughter became brighter and brighter: "Don't worry, sir, I will do the same without you telling me."

"Anyway, sir, why don't you eat something first, at least you should eat something at night." The girl in the yellow skirt persuaded her softly.

"Little girl, are you willing to give me peaches?" The bad old man looked proudly at Chen Mu.

"Bring it, the little girl agreed."

"Wait—" Chen Mu's voice on the other end of the phone and Li Xinxi's voice on the other end of the phone rang at the same time.

"Master, please eat this bowl of black sesame paste first."

"Master, you can eat peaches, but you also have to eat black sesame paste." Li Xinxi paused, then added as if coaxing a child.

"If you eat black sesame paste, your hair will turn black—"

"Really?"

"Really, I'm not lying."

"I believe you, little girl."

"Mmmmmmm—" Hearing this, the old man hesitantly put down his phone, and looked suspiciously at Chen Mu across the way.

It wasn't until the dog-headed boy pushed his bowl of black sesame paste in front of him that the bad old man picked up the small bowl with peace of mind.

Under the yellowish light at this time.

The white-haired old man was holding a peach in one hand and a small bowl of black sesame paste in front of him with the other, gobbling it like a silly child.

It wasn't until the uncle had wiped the small bowl clean that Chen Mu smiled and shook his head, and slowly picked up the small bowl in front of him.

It was dark and the lights were off.

The lights in the room were turned on and off, dyeing her hair a little black.

　Thank you for sending the letter to Chang'an for the reward of 15000 starting coins
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(End of this chapter)