Chapter 599 (1/2)

”Why is this time coming? Your uncle hasn't finished work yet...”

The woman replied, and then slowly opened the door.

”I just called my uncle!”

Lao Bian scratched his head and replied with some embarrassment.

”Come first...”

My aunt waved her hand and gave Lao Bian a place. Lao Bian hurriedly walked into the room.

”Put on your shoes first!!”

When my aunt saw Lao Bian entering the room in his shoes, she quickly screamed.

”Ah, I forgot...”

Lao Bian smiled, then stepped back two steps and put his luggage in his footsteps. He looked a little embarrassed and waited for his aunt to find shoes for him.

”What, you don't have beriberi?”

My aunt asked with some disgust while looking for shoes in the shoe cabinet.

”... no!!”

Lao Bian pursed his lips and replied.

”Well, we don't have many people here. You can make do with your uncle's summer...”

Then my aunt threw out a pair of Black Flip Flops.

Lao Bian picked up the flip flop, simply took a crack, and then changed into his cotton padded shoes.

This winter, although there is heating in the house, uncle Bian's community is an old community. The heating can't keep up at all. It's fucking good if the temperature in the house can be five or six degrees.

After wearing the flip flop, Lao Bian felt a little frozen. His big red feet were particularly dazzling after wearing the flip flop.

”How is it? Isn't it a little small?” my aunt asked knowingly, looking at the slippers on Lao Bian's feet.

”It's all right...” Lao Bian replied with a smile, and then walked into the house.

”Just fine...” my aunt nodded and followed Lao Bian into the room. After coming in, my aunt pointed to the bedroom and said, ”the family is small, just one bedroom. Today you can make do on the sofa!!”

”OK, I can sleep anywhere!!”

Lao Bian nodded, and then sat down on the sofa. The old sofa was dusty.

When my aunt saw Lao Bian sitting down, she turned and walked into the bedroom, and then came out a few minutes later with a pair of wet summer cool quilts.

Lao Bian was stunned when he saw Xia Liang quilt. He scolded in his mind: ”this fucking summer cool quilt in winter, coupled with flip flops, do you want to freeze me to death or what?”

”There's nothing else at home, or you can make do with it. Anyway, you can't live for a few days, can you...” my aunt threw the quilt on the sofa, looked at Lao Bian with a smile and said.