[Chapter 91 Returning to the Old House for the New Year]
Chapter 91 Returning to the Old House for the New Year
"Grandpa, we are here."
As soon as the driver parked the car, Shen Lubai couldn't wait to get out.
Hearing Shen Lubai's voice, the old man immediately walked out swiftly.
His face was full of smiles.
"Come in quickly, it's cold outside and warm inside, don't let our Xiaobai catch a cold."
"Grandpa, I'm not cold. This is a gift for you. I wish you a happy new year, good health and everything goes well."
"Oh, okay, okay."
Mr. Huo pulled Shen Lubai inside, and he was so happy.
He completely forgot that his own grandson was still standing in the cold wind.
"Tsk, you sycophant."
Huo Qing was sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. When he heard Shen Lubai talking, he muttered something in a low voice faster than his brain could think.
"In this family, our Xiaobai is the most filial. Grandpa really loves you well."
Other brothers and sisters of the Huo family: ...
It seems that they are all here to get soy sauce.
The old man is so partial to the North Pacific now.
"Let Grandpa take a good look at whether you have lost weight in the past few months."
There was heating in the room. Shen Lubai took off his down jacket as soon as he entered and turned around to show Grandpa Huo.
Then he said, "No, Grandpa, look, I have gained a few pounds recently."
When the old man heard this, he immediately looked unhappy and said with a fierce face, "How come you have only grown so much? Did that brat treat you badly? Tell me and I will beat him up for you."
"Don't worry, old man. You can never treat him unfairly."
Not long after they came in, Huo Ting followed in.
The driver put the gifts and other things in the house and said something to Huo Ting before leaving.
"You are a good man."
As soon as Huo Ting came in, the other young people sat up straight unconsciously.
Since what happened last time, these people have become even more afraid of Huo Ting.
After chatting for a while, Shen Lubai played by himself in the living room.
Huo Ting was called to the study by his father.
Old Master Huo sat on a stool, looking at his grandson with a serious and solemn expression.
"I know everything about you and Xiaobai. I warn you, if you dare to bully Xiaobai in the future, I will never forgive you."
Huo Ting thought there was something important.
He knew that his grandfather had loved Xiaobai since he was a child, so why shouldn't he be the same?
"Don't worry, Grandpa. I can promise you that I will treat him well all my life and will not let him suffer any injustice."
Huo Ting also had a serious look on his face and spoke very seriously.
"Hmph, you are a good man. You picked up such a good wife for nothing. So when are you going to get married?"
The old man's thoughts jumped too fast, Huo Ting didn't catch up for a moment and was stunned for a second.
"Why, do you want Xiaobai to follow you like this for the rest of his life without any status or position?"
If he dares to say yes, this old man will break his legs.
"No, wait a few years."
"Hmph, you're lucky, kid."
But if Xiaobai went to someone else's house, he would not be happy.
When Huo Ting went down, he saw Shen Lubai, Huo Qing and others playing together.
When did their relationship become so good?
Huo Ting was puzzled.
"Right, right, there's someone on your right."
Shen Lubai stared at the screen of his mobile phone and suddenly shouted anxiously.
Huo Ting walked over and saw them playing games.
"You want to sneak up on me, your grandpa? No way."
The next moment, the man hiding in the bushes was shot in the head.
"I didn't realize you were so amazing."
"You're not bad either."
Huo Qing replied without hesitation.
To be honest, he never expected that Shen Lubai would actually play this kind of shooting game.
And it's fun to play.
What he didn't know was that ever since he was led into the trap by Zhang Qi, he would play it whenever he had time. Not only that, he also specially studied the videos of those competitions.
This is how the rookie’s counterattack to become a god happened.
But it was Huo Ting who taught him how to fight. If we talk about the best, Huo Ting must be the best.
Huo Qing was playing a game on his mobile phone, glancing at Shen Lubai from time to time, hesitantly as if he had something to say.
But Shen Lubai was so focused on the game that he didn't notice anything unusual about Huo Qing.
"If you have something to say, just say it."
He was originally still thinking about how to start the conversation, but since Shen Lubai asked, he just said it.
"Shen Lubai, let me tell you, even if you really marry my brother in the future, don't expect me to call you sister-in-law.
After all, I am two years older than you."
If word got out and his friends knew that he called someone younger than him "sister-in-law", he would have no face to show up in front of them.
"Oh? Really?"
Huo Qing nodded.
Suddenly, he realized that there was something wrong with the sound. It was coming from above his head.
And the voice is so familiar, with a familiar intimidation.
As if he had thought of something, he quickly put down his phone, and his head started clicking like an old, rusty machine, letting the person behind him look at it.
When he saw the face of the person behind him clearly, his pupils suddenly dilated as if he had seen a ghost.
My body instinctively took a few steps to the side.
He trembled and called out, "Brother."
There were also several children from the side branches who had no idea where they had gone when they saw Huo Ting coming over.
There were only three of them in the living room at this time.
He felt himself breaking out in a cold sweat, even though Huo Ting was standing there without saying a word.
"Hey, why are you offline?"
Huo Qing’s game character was almost beaten to death, luckily he reacted quickly.
Shen Lubai hadn't noticed his abnormality yet. His eyes were fixed on the screen, and he took a few seconds to glance at him.
"Why are you sitting so far away?"
Then he caught a glimpse of someone behind him, turned around and a look of joy appeared on his face.
"Huo Ting, are you done?"
Huo Ting didn't argue with Huo Qing and didn't even give him an extra glance.
He walked from the back to the sofa, sat next to Shen Lubai, picked up the mobile phone that Huo Qing had thrown aside very naturally, and started playing games with Shen Lubai.
His cell phone was stolen, so Huo Qing could only sit there and play with his fingers out of boredom.
They didn't bring any headphones, and the sound of their phones was all played out loud, so he could hear exactly what was going on in the game.
Especially after Huo Ting killed one enemy after another, he couldn't help but quietly leaned over.
I'll go.
Huo Qing almost swore, is his brother so good at playing games?
Soon they reached the promotion circle, where two of their teammates had already died, leaving only the two of them.
Two against eight.
Huo Ting glanced at him slowly, and Huo Qing returned to his position in an instant.
The two parties involved were not nervous, but Huo Qing, an outsider who didn't have a cell phone, was more nervous than them. He would occasionally stick his head out to take a look at their fighting situation.
When there was only one enemy left, his heart was pounding.