Chapter 1222 Evil Intentions

It was obvious that he couldn't eat chicken, but he just liked to steal from the kitchen. As soon as she saw the bulge in his clothes, she knew how much stuff he had hidden. He almost lost his life last time stealing chicken, and now he steals again. He is so bold that he only remembers eating and not the pain.

In fact, she secretly saw that Lu Yi had scolded this grandfather. Lu Yi had a cold temper, and the voices of the old father and son were loud. Lu Yi said something coldly, and the old man Lu jumped when he said something directly, just like a fat duck.

And she actually remembered that not long ago, she still disliked the other people in the Lu family very much, so she regarded all their behaviors as jokes, and felt that all of this was ironic.

Now think about it, there is actually no need.

She thought it was a joke, but she didn't know that it was actually happiness, because there was someone who could scold, laugh, and be cold, and there was someone who could call grandpa.

"I hope you can live a few more years, preferably a hundred years," she said sincerely.

Grandpa Lu curled his lips, "What bad intentions do you have again?"

"No," Yan Huan's eyes became clear as he laughed, "It's okay if you scold me every day, at least there is someone scolding me, no one here cares about me, and no one scolds me."

Yes, the eldest brother's family treats her well now and won't scold her. In fact, they will only scold you when you are a relative, otherwise who will care about you? Look, you meet a stranger on the street, no matter how stupid or foolish he is, no one will scold you.

No.

Because it's strange.

Because I don't know him.

"Stupid," Grandpa Lu rolled his eyes, and then generously tore off a piece of chicken and stuffed it into Yan Huan's hand, and Yan Huan ate it without hesitation.

But she forgot that her pajamas cost tens of thousands of yuan, and she just smeared them with oil. According to her habit, she could throw them away. When she was very poor before, she didn't say anything. Now she is very rich, so she is used to it and of course she has become particular about it. Now her hands are all oily and her face is all smeared with oil. However, it seems like when her mother was around, she also ate meat in big mouthfuls and smeared her face with oil.

She lived so wantonly, she could ignore everything, because she had nothing else, but she had her mother, who loved her and loved her.

She ate very deliciously, and it also made Mr. Lu on the side eat deliciously. After eating the food on her hand, Yan Huan reached out and tore a piece of chicken from the roasted chicken in Mr. Lu's arms and stuffed it into her mouth.

Mr. Lu saw it, but he turned a blind eye.

Until the chicken was finished, the roasted chicken in Mr. Lu's hand became a chicken rack.

Old Master Lu threw the chicken rack aside in disdain.

Yan Huan reached out and picked up the chicken rack, then gathered the chicken bones with her clothes, and could still feel the sound of the chicken bones in her clothes.

"Hmph," Old Master Lu snorted again, clearly showing that he didn't care.

Yan Huan ran barefoot to the trash can on the side and threw all the garbage in.

No matter what her character is, at least she has such quality. Even a three-year-old child knows that you can't throw garbage around.

Yan Huan walked in again, and didn't try to get close to Old Master Lu. She just wanted to blow the wind here and think about some things. She found that the more she didn't understand some things, the clearer they became.

"Hey," Old Master Lu shouted.

Yan Huan was still wandering in the void.

"Hey," Old Master Lu's voice was loud.

"Well," Yan Huan turned around and saw Old Master Lu squinting his eyes, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Oh..." Yan Huan stood up, walked to Mr. Lu, sat up, and then pulled the wrists of Mr. Lu and his son. Mr. Lu's face was stinky, but he didn't think of hitting anyone.

Yan Yi pulled up her clothes to wipe the oil off Mr. Lu's hands. Her clothes were all dirty anyway, so it didn't matter if they were a little dirtier.

"Don't think that if you flatter me, I will look at you differently. I won't recognize you."

Mr. Lu still loudly disdained. There was nothing he didn't dislike, nothing he liked, and he still treated Yan Huan like eyes and nose.

Yan Huan didn't care. Anyway, she didn't expect Mr. Lu to like her. Even she didn't like herself now. She sat on the lawn with her legs hugged, ignoring who she was, and was in a daze.

It seemed that she wanted to see something and discover something through the air in front of her, but in the end it was still the same scenery. This was not seeing flowers in the fog, nor looking at the moon in the water, nor was it a mirage. This was real.

She stretched out her hand, and sometimes she wondered if she had arrived in a parallel world. In fact, she shouldn't live here at all, right?

Especially recently, this feeling has become stronger.

"Hey," said Mr. Lu again.

Yan Huan turned around and blinked. Was he calling her?

Mr. Lu's face was very gloomy at this time, and his old face was also stretched.

"Don't trust Lu Qin too much, he has bad intentions, leave something for yourself," he said, he reached out and touched Yan Huan's head, but then he moved his hand away and pretended to be arrogant, but it can be seen that he was embarrassed on his old face.

Mr. Lu stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked forward slowly. He has lived to this age and knows his destiny. His temper should be more and more peaceful, but why is this old man's temper more and more violent, his son beats him, his grandson beats him, except for the woman in the family, even if she is so annoying to him.

Yan Huan hugged her legs again and breathed in confusion. When the air changed to her nose, it was a little cool, but it also made her mind clearer and her eyes clearer.

At this time, something was thrown on the ground.

She lowered her head and saw a pair of slippers. .

When she raised her face, it seemed as if she was flashed by a white light. When she saw it again, she saw the man she hadn't seen for a long time. She didn't eat noodles anymore, and he was busy, so she forgot how long it had been since they last met. Of course, she also forgot the taste of the bowl of noodles. At this time, the man in front of her was still wearing his prosecutor's uniform, which was bright white. She felt that her eyes were stung and hurt.

"Grandpa brought it to you."