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Chapter 105 Return to the Countryside (102)

She started to liven up the atmosphere, and then everyone sang several songs one after another. When the glorious old man was pushed to the stage, the old man, who couldn't refuse, requested a classic old song.

The song was so familiar, and the brilliant old man was pretty much on tune throughout, and everyone couldn't help but sing along.

From singing alone at the beginning to singing together with everyone.

Although Grandma Nan was right next door, she was still a little far away, but because the villa was relatively quiet, she could hear the noise over there clearly.

A smile flashed across her deep eyes. If it weren't for the live broadcast at that moment, she would still be thinking about maintaining her image.

Otherwise, how could she be missing from such a lively scene?

I'm afraid that as soon as I heard the noise, I went to play with them early.

As for those dark histories and embarrassing things, if you have too many lice and are not afraid of itching, you can just shed them in front of familiar people.

She didn't want to be like Tufan and the others, who died socially without realizing it.

She still wanted to maintain her cool face in front of outsiders and said that Grandma Nan was sitting closest to the sound, rocking in a rocking chair and humming along with the song.

No matter whether it is an old song or a new song, Grandma Nan seems to be very familiar with it and can sing along accurately. If her group knew about it, they would probably sigh that Grandma Nan seems to be an old lady who can keep up with the speed of the Internet.

The butler followed the chair and stood beside it with a faint smile on his face.

His old lady has maintained such a good character after so many years. He patted his aching waist and felt very relieved.

Mo Hepu was in the monitoring room, watching the lively scene with a bunch of people inside through the camera. He touched his chin and pouted in dissatisfaction.

He would feel a little jealous that they were eating so well and so leisurely. Based on his many years of experience as a gourmet and having eaten all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, the hot pot meatballs were of top quality.

His fingers moved back and forth on the table in sequence, making a clicking sound like his nails hitting the glass table top.

"When the time comes, go ask the old man for Maru's address."

He muttered to himself in a cold voice, attracting the attention of the directors and presenters around him.

Director, Broadcast Director: The food that the boss wants to buy must be good stuff. Let’s buy it together later. (ノ≧?≦)ノ

The differences in tastes based on individual regions are fully reflected on this table.

With the temptation of their live food broadcast, Mo Hepu's family also had hotpot for their working meal today.

When he made this proposal, the staff around him cheered.

After all, they and Mo Hepu were watching from the sidelines. Mo Hepu, as the chief director, was jealous, so they were naturally not much better.

Smelling the aroma wafting over from next door and still faintly lingering at the tip of their noses, several staff members couldn't help swallowing their saliva. It was really too tempting.

The work meal was prepared by the chef at home. There were so many people, so they had to use Grandma Nan's dining table, which was originally bought in preparation for the large gathering of relatives during the New Year. It was so long and wide.

As a boss, Mohepu was quite considerate and in order to make it convenient for them to eat and relax, he even found another table and occupied half of the dining table just for them.

There was an empty seat in the middle, separating him and Grandma Nan from the staff over there like a river between Chu and Han.

They had a meal together here and ate a shabu-shabu hotpot, while Mo Hepu and Grandma Nan each had a very small and exquisite hotpot.

Grandma Nan is old and has had some chronic illnesses recently. The doctor has long ago forbidden her to eat spicy food.

So for the sake of her health and safety, my grandma eats the lightest pork ribs and mushroom soup.

In order to make it easier to digest, even the ribs inside were stewed for a long time. If you bite the bones hard, they will probably turn into powder.

Grandma Nan was already extremely greedy, but Mo Hepu was still trying to be shameless and eat the spicy hotpot in front of her.

Through the mist from the steaming pot, she looked at her particularly annoying grandson eating the spicy hot pot in front of her.

He was eating so deliciously that he made exaggerated exclamations on purpose. Grandma Nan couldn't help but kick him hard under the table.

Even though grandma is old, her kicking skills are quite powerful.

Mo Hepu was kicked in the calf muscle by Grandma Nan, and he squinted his eyes slightly because of the pain.

Although Grandma Nan said that she disliked the bone mushroom hotpot, it actually tasted very delicious.

Although Grandma Nan chewed her food slowly, her appetite was quite large. She devoured all the food in front of her at a whirlwind speed and even swept away the plate of vegetables on Mo Hepu's side.

The butler who usually managed the city turned around to get some sour plum soup when he saw a new plate of vegetables on top of the ingredients that his old lady had cleared away. He was quite dumbfounded.

Mo Hepu was wiping his sweat while eating with relish at that time. When the housekeeper found out, most of the plate of vegetables had been eaten by Grandma Nan.

A smile flashed in Mo Hepu's eyes, and he and the housekeeper looked at each other. Grandma Nan was unaware of the tacit understanding in their eyes.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve just recovered from a serious illness or because I’ve seen too many old friends recently.

Grandma Nan has been reminiscing about her youth and thinking about the past recently.

She suddenly became depressed, and only when he, the grandson, acted naughty from time to time could she bring out the energy in her grandmother.

Grandma Nan: I was feeling sad because I thought I wouldn't be able to see those people after the last live broadcast. It's my "blessing" to have a poor kid like you!

Grandma Nan also ate too much today. She held her stomach and walked around in circles in the yard of the villa.

Bougainvillea of ​​different colors bloom in every corner of the yard, forming a long line and a beautiful corridor.

It is what she has grown at home over many years. Although it does not have the so-called strong fragrance, it is evergreen all year round and can bloom flowers continuously, just like her, tenacious and indestructible.

Whenever she wanted to relax, she would take a walk here, look at the sky, touch the flowers, and think about things slowly.

The housekeeper uncle went to get some stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets. He had served his old lady for many years, and when he saw that she was not in her original position, he thought for a moment, took a few steps, and found her.

"Take some medicine, ma'am. It will make your stomach feel better."

The housekeeper's concerned words came from behind Grandma Nan.

She pulled the shawl on her shoulders. It was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

Although it was hot during the day, it was inevitably a little chilly at night. She turned her head away and stared at the housekeeper silently.