Little darling, stop showing off, the world's big shots are kneeling in admiration.

Chapter 19 Xiaozu's top CPU?

Qin Siyu: ...

How did the little ancestor suddenly know what it means to eat soft rice!

He has no face!

In order to restore his own image, Qin Siyu said cheekily: "I don't eat soft food, I call it... gnawing on the old."

Nian Nian is very curious about new vocabulary: "What does it mean to gnaw the old?"

Qin Siyu explained the meaning of gnawing the old, and nodded Niannian: "It is true that the word gnawing the old is more suitable for you."

Qin Siyu: ...

Destroy the world!
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The first thing Gu Yan and Liu Cheng did when they got home was to meet their grandfather.

Grandpa Gu and Grandpa Liu are waiting for them.

"Kneel down."

The two grandpas looked equally serious.

Gu Yan acted like a baby: "Grandpa, what's going on, someone is pretending to be you on the Internet."

Grandpa Gu said: "That's not impersonation, it's us."

Gu Yan and Liu Cheng's expressions changed slightly: "How is it possible, grandpa, you will watch the live broadcast, no, the house we live in is not ours, how is this possible..."

"This house is indeed not ours."

Grandpa Liu stared at him: "Still kneeling down!"

Liu Cheng knelt down reluctantly, and Gu Yan also knelt down after seeing that acting like a baby was useless.

"We have lived in this house for three generations, how could it not be ours, it should be ours." Gu Yan couldn't help being wronged when she thought of being scolded by netizens for being a beggar.

Liu Cheng nodded: "This is our house! Why do they say that what belongs to them is theirs? It's fine if we don't recognize it. Anyway, we have lived in it for decades. They must have no evidence. If there is evidence, I've come to ask for a house!"

Grandpa Liu yelled angrily: "Why do I have a granddaughter like you who is a white-eyed wolf!"

Liu Cheng recoiled from being yelled at, and when she thought of the insults against them on the Internet, she felt aggrieved!
Gu Yan also looked at her grandfather: "Grandpa, Liu Cheng is right. Why should we admit it? They must have no evidence. As long as everyone unites and says that this house is ours, what can that child do?"

"This is a courtyard house! If it doesn't work, just give them some money and let it go."

Grandpa Gu and Grandpa Liu: "..."

Their eyes gradually became strange.

Is this really my granddaughter?
Gu Yan and Liu Cheng were still complacent: "Grandpa, I think what we said is right, they have nothing to do with us..."

Liu Cheng slapped the table angrily: "Shut up!"

He looked at the selfish faces of the two, and shook his head: "I really spoiled you, if it wasn't for your benefactor back then, do you think you would still exist!"

"At that time, my father, that is, your great-grandfather, was frozen for a whole month in the cold weather. When he was dying, he met a benefactor. He gave my father a house to live in, taught him to learn, so that he could be self-reliant. Otherwise, my father would have died Died on that winter day."

"As for you, you only think about yourself, about this house, and want to keep the house for yourself!"

Liu Cheng was guilty of being scolded by him, and muttered: "If he is really kind, he should give us the house instead of just lending it to us."

Grandpa Liu: "????"

Angrily, he picked up the broom from the side and hit him.

There was chaos in the courtyard, not only Gu Liu's family, but also the juniors of other residents' homes were making trouble.

There are many social elites who are proud of the courtyard house.

Now suddenly tell them that the courtyard house is not theirs, who can accept it!

That is a courtyard!
Leaving aside its value, the most important thing is that it is currently priceless and cannot be bought at all.

Owning a courtyard house is a status symbol for them.

Now tell them that the courtyard house is rented?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
All of a sudden, the courtyard houses in this alley broke out.

There were loud noises coming from the yard. Old Yan got up with his support against the wall, opened the window, let the wind blow in, and watered the flowerpot on the window sill.

When the nanny came in, she saw the silver-haired old Yan, who seemed to be several years younger, with a wrinkled smile on his face.

The nanny came in and put the food on the table: "There is a commotion, and everyone is unwilling to return the house to others."

After all, having lived for decades and having such a large asset, it's normal not to want to.

Yan Lao snorted: "They need to be sensible, otherwise the Goddess will be angry."

The nanny thinks that the old man is a little distracted.

Goddess or something, I have been talking about it for many years.

But at such an age, it's normal to talk about it.

The courtyard war seems to have started instantly, and the disputes on the Internet have also ignited the line of fire.

(End of this chapter)