Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Chapter 139 9 Master is looking for you video

Half an hour later, An Nansheng sat in Mu Zheng's boudoir.

She told Mu Zheng what happened last night, and the latter's eyes almost popped out.

"Baozi, you are so brave. If that bastard really gets disabled, you will be in trouble."

An Nansheng ate snacks and said, "I didn't think too much about it at the time. If I hadn't been more ruthless, I would have lost my virginity. It's his bad luck to meet me."

Mu Zheng was worried about her:

"Cheng Ran is not a very tolerant person. You almost crippled him and just left him in the hospital. He must be furious."

An Nansheng shrugged indifferently:

"I'm barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. I've already offended you, so it doesn't matter if I make it worse."

She came here specifically to have dinner with Mr. Mu.

Ever since Mu Fucheng left, she felt embarrassed to see the old man, and the last time she came, she just said hello hurriedly.

Although...but...it seemed that Mu Fucheng really left because he was rejected by her.

After sitting with Mu Zheng for a long time, An Nansheng went to Grandpa Mu's yard.

The rain has stopped and the sun is out, but it's still a little chilly.

"Nannan, come here quickly."

When Mr. Mu saw her, he waved as he did before, as if offering a treasure:

"Grandpa has some good stuff here."

An Nansheng walked over curiously and saw an iron cage on the stone table in front of Mr. Mu.

There was a black bird in the cage.

The bird was not big and not beautiful, but its pair of bean-sized eyes were very bright and rolled around.

"Grandpa Mu, what kind of bird is this? It's so ugly."

Mr. Mu laughed out loud:

"This is a starling."

An Nansheng didn't know much about birds and had no idea where this baby mynah bird was.

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded:

"The eyes are on the buttocks, and they only look at the clothes and not the people."

Mr. Mu was stunned and then burst into laughter again.

An Nansheng looked at the starling in shock, his expression cracked:

"Grandpa Mu, is this the bird reciting poetry?"

"It, it actually scolded me!"

Mr. Mu laughed so hard that he slapped his thigh:

"How about it, Nannan? It's a good treasure, right? I traded a pastel-colored bottle with Old Man Gong for it. I begged him for a long time."

Old Man Gong is Gong Yanzhi's grandfather. The two families have a good relationship. When the two old men were young, they were very outstanding in Fengcheng.

However, only Mr. Mu could exchange a pastel bottle for a bird.

"It's really a treasure. This poem must have been taught by Old Master Gong. It's in his style."

An Nansheng said goodbye to the mynah bird:

"Great writer, is there a poetry meeting to praise people?"

Myna: "Hypocrisy, hypocrisy."

An Nansheng was angry: "Hey you little black bird, you actually scolded me again."

Myna: "Asshole, asshole."

An Nansheng: "Black balls, black balls."

The starling was probably angry too. It was thrashing around in the cage and shouting at the bad guys in a shrill voice.

An Nansheng didn't expect that a bird also hated being called a bad name, so he deliberately called the starling "Heidandan", which made the starling so angry that it became autistic and couldn't speak.

An Nansheng was startled. "Grandpa Mu, I'm not going to make it so angry that it won't talk anymore, am I?"

Mr. Mu was so happy that tears came out:

"This Black General has never lost an argument, but I didn't expect that he would be irritated by a little girl like you today. Hahaha, I will definitely settle the score with Old Man Gong and ask him to return the bottle to me. What do you mean he is invincible in arguments? He is still not as good as my daughter."

An Nansheng felt warm in his heart.

Only then did she realize that the old man was actually telling her that even if she rejected Mu Fucheng, he was still her Grandpa Mu.

"Grandpa Mu, you are so kind."

Just as Mr. Mu was about to speak, the old butler came over happily with a computer in his hand:

"Grandpa, Master Jiu wants to video chat with you."

Mr. Mu snorted:

"It's still early morning over there, and he's sleeping so late."

An Nansheng, who was playing with the mynah bird, suddenly panicked.