The Real World 18

"So, what's your relationship with little Su and little Xu?"

"They're my colleagues," Lu Huai said, bowing slightly with a modest tone.

"Did you buy the gifts they brought?" Grandma Wen quickly recalled what they had said on the first day.

"Yes," Lu Huai nodded. "I've been busy with work the past few days, so I couldn't visit you in person."

"That's fine, that's fine. It's good you're here now." Grandma Wen stood up, ignoring Grandpa Wen's sour expression, and called loudly upstairs, "Wen Nannan, come down here right now!"

Her voice was so loud it could be heard through three closed doors. Wen Nannan dawdled upstairs for a while until Grandma Wen personally went up, dragged her down by the ear.

Wen Nannan stood to the side and glanced around. Lu Huai was sitting on the sofa, eating some prepared fruit. Her grandfather sat far away, shaking a battered turtle shell full of copper coins, lost in his own world.