It is said that he is a rather conservative person and is very low-key at times. I just wonder if this low-key Brigade Commander Zhu knows that his wife is much more high-profile than him.
Qi Mo Nan uttered two words: "No change."
Aunt Qian was stunned. "Ah? Did I not explain clearly? My place is very neat and tidy, even the window sills are cleaned. It's much better than yours. Why don't you change?"
Qi Mo Nan curled his lips and said, "Your words are better than mine. Why do you want to exchange with me? Is Auntie such a selfless person?"
Aunt Qian could not fail to hear the sarcasm in Qi Mo Nan's words, and was a little annoyed for a moment, "Don't be ungrateful, I'm doing this for your own good. I'm afraid that a grown man like you can't manage such a big house, so I'm giving you a discount."
Qi Mo Nan glanced at the next door calmly, "Is there anything else? If not, please go ahead. We have something to discuss here."
Seeing his attitude, Aunt Qian knew that there was no chance of changing rooms, so she could only take the vegetables and leave angrily.
Mr. Qi shook his head, "He's not an easy person to get along with."
Qi Mo Nan didn't care, "If we can get along, then we can get along. If we can't, then forget it."
Old Qi laughed heartily, "That's right, you are quite open-minded."
The two of them looked around the house inside and out. Qi Mo'nan took out a pen and paper and took notes as he looked. He wrote down everything he needed to collect and buy, detailing everything, even the number of sets of dishes and chopsticks needed in the kitchen.
Qi Mo Nan worked until dusk, then he stopped writing and said, "I can't see clearly anymore. I'll continue next time."
Old Qi stood up from the tree stump and said, "When you're done, come and have dinner at my place."
After the grandfather and grandson went out, they did not take a car, but strolled towards the small villa.
Halfway through the journey, a female comrade on a bicycle passed by them and then turned back.
The female comrade was wearing a military uniform. She was tall, had fair skin, a pretty face, and a good temperament. She exuded a literary and artistic air all over her body.
The female comrade looked at Qi Mo Nan with a look of surprise, "Brother Mo Nan?"
Qi Monan looked at the female lesbian, "Who are you?"
The lesbian's face froze with surprise.
"Brother Mo Nan, don't you remember me?" Chi Mei's eyes were red.
She waited for him for so many years, but he didn't even remember who she was.
Old Qi said with a chuckle, "You're Xiaomei, right? Your grandfather often mentioned you to me, saying you were a pillar of the literary troupe, and that your singing and dancing were first-rate."
Qi Lao's interruption eased the awkward atmosphere considerably. Chi Mei took advantage of the situation and said to Qi Lao with a smile, "Grandpa Qi, you just love to make fun of me. My grandfather would never say that."
Old Qi laughed heartily. "If he really said so, wait for him to come and ask him yourself."
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