Knowing that Junzan was trying to punish her, Meng Ruchu did not step forward to argue with him, so she had to mop up the footprints first and then clean the pistachio shells.
But Junzan kept eating, and the pistachio shells kept flying to the ground, and Meng Ruchu swept them away again and again.
She went to get several trash cans and put them in front of Junzan.
"Mr. Jun, please throw the pistachio shells into the trash can."
Junzan seemed not to hear her.
The TV is too loud.
Meng Ruchu took a deep breath, bent down, came closer, and said loudly: "Mr. Jun, please throw the pistachio shells into the trash can."
Junzan tilted his head to look at her.
¡°It¡¯s not that I heard her shouting, it¡¯s because she was too close.
The next moment, he jumped up and looked at Meng Ruchu defensively.
Meng Ruchu: "I didn't mean to molest you. Your expression and reaction made me speechless."
"Sixth uncle, sixth uncle."
A crisp children¡¯s voice sounded.
Meng Ruchu saw a small figure running in with his hands covering his ears.
She has an impression of this little kid.
Ye Mu, the eldest son of the nightclub.
Mumu couldn¡¯t bear the noise from the loud speakers at Uncle Liu¡¯s house, so she had no choice but to come to see Uncle Six in person.
Entering the door, it¡¯s even noisier.
The little guy covered his ears.
Seeing Mumu running in, Junzan immediately picked up the TV remote control and turned down the volume.
This rescued Mu Mu¡¯s ears, and by the way, Meng Ruchu¡¯s eardrums were also rescued.
"Uncle Six, you are watching TV."
Mumu ran over and asked Junzan. When he saw pistachio shells all over the floor, the little guy lectured Uncle Liu: "Uncle Liu, if you eat pistachios, can't you throw the shells into the trash can? In front of you There are rows of trash cans, can¡¯t you see them or are they scattered all over the floor on purpose?¡±
Junzan tapped his nephew's forehead, "Mumu, you actually preached to your sixth uncle."
"Uncle Liu, I only have two days off a week, and I have to take a lot of interest classes. I have very little time for fun, but even with such little time for fun, I still have to suffer from the noise you make. Uncle Liu, you are pitiful. Have mercy on me and stop destroying my ears."
Junzan was a little embarrassed: "Our two families are so far apart, and you can hear it?"
"I'll just play near your house."
Jun Zan: "Okay, it's Uncle Liu's fault. Uncle Liu shouldn't have turned up the volume of the TV so loudly. Uncle Liu has pistachios here, do you want to eat them?"
"Uncle Six, you eat it, I don't want it."
Mu Muwan declined Uncle Liu's kindness and said to him again: "Uncle Six, don't throw the shells everywhere. This is not the behavior of a good boy. You see, this sister wants to maim you with a sweep."
Jun praised: ""
Meng Ruchu: ""
Did she show it so obviously?
Even a four or five-year-old child can see it.
"Also, Uncle Six, don't eat so many pistachios. You may get angry and your mouth will be full of bubbles. It will be very painful."
Jun Zan said in a dumbfounded voice: "I know, go and play with yourself, don't preach to Uncle Six here."
Mu Mu hummed, "Well, I'm going to play. Uncle Six remember to turn down the TV volume so that we don't disturb our play."
"knew."
After Junzan promised not to turn up the TV volume to the maximum, Mumu jumped out and ran out.
Meng Ruchu looked at Junzan, and Junzan also looked at her.
I saw her holding the broom tightly.
Junzan raised his eyebrows and said to her: "Why, do you really want to cripple me as Mumu said?"
"Mr. Jun, I don't have the courage."
"Hmph! I see you have this idea, have you already disabled me in your heart?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com