Song Yiyi suddenly understood why Cen Yue behaved like that just now.

This person definitely knew that Cai Mengjun would support him.

Deliberately pretending to be hurt.

But Song Yiyi didn't mind. After all, only children who are loved will cry.

Cen Yue didn’t know how to cry before.

Because no one loves him.

It's quite pitiful.

Cai Mengjun thought Song Yiyi was frightened, so he quietly patted her hand to comfort her.

Then he turned to look at Cen Anguo, who was still standing at the door, and said to Cen Boye, "Little boy, please help the old leader. We haven't seen him for a long time, and he's really excited."

Cen Bo nodded, "Yes, Aunt Cai."

He actually went to support Cen Anguo.

Cen Bo didn't feel his grandfather's anger because he was thinking about something.

He was afraid that Cen Yue would know that his grandfather had settled down in the courtyard for him.

He was also afraid that his uncle would be angry with him because of this.

And tripped him up again.

I'm trying hard to think of how to explain it.

I don’t have the mood to listen to Cai Mengjun chatting with grandpa.

Cen Anguo was half-dragged into the yard by Cen Bo, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Song Yiyi followed Cai Mengjun into the house, took a quick look around, and found that it was really magnificent.

A two-story building with a yard.

There is a mahogany sofa in the main room, and a big fan is spinning loudly, which is never turned off when going out.

It is called the main room, but it is decorated more like a living room in later generations.

There is also a TV on the wall.

A lace-trimmed cloth covered the television.

There is a single-door refrigerator in the corner.

In this era, it can be called luxury.

After all, other people's homes only have a square table and a few benches.

upstairs.

Cen Qi heard the noise and ran down.

Before she could even see who was coming, she said with a fake smile, "Dad, we're going to pick someone up, so there's no need to bring so many things. After all, she hit her on the head, so it's her fault. We're willing to take her back, so she should be grateful..."

Cen Li's tone was full of disdain.

She thought to herself, that little bitch hit her son, and in the past she would have hit him back.

If the old man hadn't said that before.

She had already rushed to the Kang family and beat that little bitch to a pulp.

Wait until she comes downstairs.

He met the eyes of the two people at the door.

Cen Li's smile froze on his face and he swallowed the rest of his words.

"How did you get in?!"

Cen Li's expression turned upside down as he screamed, "Get out! You are not welcome here!"

Cai Mengjun's expression remained unchanged.

She pulled Song Yiyi aside and said, looking out the door, "Old Chief, your daughter-in-law doesn't seem to welcome us."

The next moment.

Cen Bo helped Cen Anguo in.

Cen Anguo waved his hands at Cen Qi, looking impatient: "I invited Mengjun to come in and sit down. Go make some tea."

Cen Li wanted to say something, but when he turned around and looked at Cen Yue who followed him in, he shut up instantly.

She walked into the kitchen with a resentful look on her face.

Soon, crackling sounds were heard from inside.

Making tea is like building a wall.

Cen Bo helped Cen Anguo sit down. Hearing the noise, his heart began to beat fast. He hurriedly said, "Grandpa, I'll go make tea for Mom."

With that kind of temper, he'll probably make grandpa unhappy again.

Cen Bo was both helpless and upset.

There is no woman in the family who can give him peace of mind.

Cen Anguo patted the seat next to him and said, "No need, come here."

After saying that, he still managed a smile and said, "Meng Jun, quickly show them to sit down."