Chapter 66 Grandpa, My Father Climbed the Widow's Wall

Anyway, she doesn't have a father or grandfather, so what's the harm in recognizing a few more? She won't lose out.

Bai Nuo strode out amidst the puzzled gazes of the black market vendors, then headed straight for the old man under the shocked stares of several people in the shadows.

"grandfather!"

That crisp and loud sound would make anyone who didn't know better think it was the old man's beloved grandson.

"..."

The old man opened his eyes speechlessly and looked at the overly familiar little brat in astonishment.

"Why are you out here? Didn't you sell anything?"

"No, selling them little by little is too tiring." Bai Nuo sat down on the ground next to the old man, but as soon as she sat down, the old man grabbed her by the back of her collar and pulled her up, and he was very fierce.

"Why are you sitting here? You're such a young girl. This floor is so cold it could make you sick. You'll never want to get married or have kids again."

"..."

This time, Bai Nuo was speechless. She rolled her eyes, but still obediently squatted down next to him, put her hands in her sleeves in a typical farmer's pockets, and grinned at the old man with a silly, simple smile.

The old man's eyes hurt from laughing so much!

She wasn't surprised at all that the old man could tell she was a girl. He was an observant and shrewd person who could detect anything unusual from another person's physique, gait, breathing, and other habits, and then deduce the truth.

Bai Nuo is not good at disguising herself. Her strength in her previous life did not require her to disguise herself, and she did not need to disguise herself for the first sixteen years of this life. So apart from learning superb makeup skills from a sister in a research institute in her previous life, her disguise skills can only fool people with ordinary eyesight.

As for trying to fool this old man... forget it, it's obviously just asking for trouble.

Bai Nuo glanced at the old man with her small eyes, then began to play the victim on her own.

"Grandpa, I've always been poor. I have a scoundrel father and a biased grandfather. My scoundrel father married a stepmother who abuses me every day. A few days ago, my father climbed a widow's wall and not only broke his leg but also became a brain-damaged person. My grandfather was so angry that he had a stroke and fell off the bed in the middle of the night, hitting his head and getting a dent. My stepmother ran away with a pockmarked man, but I heard that the pockmarked man is a scumbag who sold my stepmother to some poor mountain village. I can't find her at all. I have no choice but to try to earn some money. Although they are shameless bastards, they still gave birth to me and raised me. They didn't even manage to abuse me to death. I still have to support them. And now... I've finally managed to get some money..."

"Alright, stop dawdling. What grudge do you have against your father and grandfather that you're cursing them like that? Don't you even try to be a little more sincere in your attempt to play the victim? And stop calling your own grandfather 'Grandpa' when you're cursing him. Or you could change your address to 'Grandpa'?"

The old man had originally wanted to hear what kind of stories this girl could come up with.

result……

Could it be that this girl grew up without a father, which is why she's now causing trouble so recklessly and immorally without any burdens?

In a remote mountain forest, a series of suppressed sneezes suddenly rang out!