Chapter 272 [Mine... is very big, please bear with it]

morning.

Chen Nuo sat at the dining table and had breakfast.

After having Ou Xiuhua at home, Ou Xiuhua would make breakfast every morning. This relieved Chen Nuo from the previous work of going out to buy breakfast every morning.

Classmate Chen Xiaoye also sat obediently next to her brother, holding chopsticks in one hand and a spoon in the other, eating spoonfuls of white rice porridge. Half of the poached egg in front of her had already gone down.

It can be seen that the child is a sleepy child. He seems to be a little awake in the morning and occasionally yawns.

Ou Xiuhua stood behind her daughter and tied Ye Zi's hair.

In fact, I was still a little slick at braiding my daughter's hair in the first two days after I came back, but I have become much more proficient in the past few days.

After finishing braiding, Ou Xiuhua warned: "Yi Zi, eat quickly, or you will be late for kindergarten."

Little Ye Zi was obedient, nodding immediately and speeding up his eating.

Ou Xiuhua took advantage of the time and went into Chen Nuo's room to pack Chen Nuo's clothes and tidy up the sheets.

When she entered the door, Ou Xiuhua was stunned.

On the wall next to the computer desk, the latex paint was in a mess. A large piece was opened and peeled off in many places. A large piece of it peeled off in white on the ground. It looked like the whole room was in a mess.

Ou Xiuhua was stunned for a moment.

Subconsciously, he reached out and touched the wall.

"There is no water leakage..."

After looking twice, I saw that several pages had been torn out of a notepad on the computer table, and the trash can on the ground was full of scraps of paper.

Ou Xiuhua thought for a while, then turned around and went out to the dining table.

"Um, Xiaonuo...the wall in your room?"

Chen Nuo was sitting there, nibbling on a piece of fried steamed bun. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at Ou Xiuhua, frowning.

"Wall? What wall?"

"The paint is peeling off the wall...it's a big piece, and it's all broken." Ou Xiuhua frowned and said, "I came here this night, and there was no water seepage or anything. Why is a big piece broken? It's not possible at this time.

, I need to find someone to fix it.”

Chen Nuo's face looked a little strange, and he pondered for a moment: "Then find someone to repair it. You have the money, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, I have money."

"Okay, let's fix it then."

After Chen Nuo finished speaking, he seemed unwilling to continue the topic.

Ou Xiuhua could tell that there was an unprecedented hint of anxiety and impatience in Chen Nuo's tone.

This surprised Ou Xiuhua - in the past few days since returning to this house, Chen Nuo has always been unhurried and unhurried, and has never shown such negative emotions in anything.

.

After eating half of the white porridge, Chen Nuo put down his bowl and chopsticks.

"I'm full. I'm going to school first."

With that said, Chen Nuo touched the hair on Chen Xiaoye's head with his backhand. He didn't even sit in the wheelchair, but stood up, changed his shoes and went out.

Ou Xiuhua was a little surprised when she saw Chen Nuo close the door and leave. She opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything after all.

Chen Nuo went downstairs and walked to the gate of the community. Suddenly he staggered. He looked down at his feet, took a deep breath, regained control of his body mentally, and found a concrete pile to sit on the roadside.

Down.

A few minutes later, Brother Lei arrived by car.

Seeing that Chen Nuo was not in a wheelchair on the roadside, Brother Lei was a little confused after getting off the car.

"Did you bring the spare wheelchair in the car?"

"Bring it."

"Well, let's use the spare one today."

After saying that, Chen Nuo got into the car and sat down.

Brother Lei is not meddlesome, and he will never ask anything that Chen Nuo won't talk about.

Drive slowly towards school.

While on the road, Chen Nuo looked out the car window. The morning rush hour had begun and there was some congestion.

There are breakfast carts on the roadside, office workers waiting for the bus, and students carrying schoolbags...

Chen Nuo suddenly frowned and stretched out his thumb to rub the center of his brow.

Did I... forget something?

Why do you feel like you forgot something important?

After thinking about it carefully, Chen Nuo's eyes suddenly moved.

Well, I remembered it.

He patted the back of Brother Lei's seat in the front row.

"Brother Lei, after you finish sending me off today, contact my mother. She has something to do, so you can go and take care of it."

"Okay, what's the matter?"

"Xiao Zizi has to go to the Gu family to transfer his household registration. My mother may not be able to deal with the Gu family by herself. Please help us deal with the matter."

"Okay, it's a small matter. The Gu family don't dare not agree to it."

"Well, don't be too rough, be gentle. The grudge between the Gu family and us has been settled. As long as they are willing to cooperate, don't do too many things."

Brother Lei laughed: "I understand! Focus on probation!"

"Yes."

"Understood, I just let them choose. Either accept our reformation or not be reformed, or they will be cremated.

Right? We are reasonable people."

Chen Nuo smiled and stopped talking.

Well, I probably just forgot about this matter. Since I have already explained it, it will be fine.

Chen Nuo felt relieved and leaned back on the chair to rest, waiting to get to school.

Hmm... that should be it, right?

If you think about it carefully, there is nothing else.

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South America, the capital of Argentina, is located about ten kilometers west of Buenos Aires.

Gray and yellow dust was flying, and a dilapidated old bus covered with iron sheets drove slowly by the side of the road.

This bus is probably quite old, and it feels like the whole bus is making random noises when driving.

When the car stopped outside the town, the back door opened and several passengers jumped out.

The last person to jump out of the car was a dark and skinny boy of seven or eight years old.

He has thick curly hair and bright eyes.

He was wearing a slightly oversized coat. It looked like his thin body couldn't hold up the coat, as if there was a piece of clothing on a clothes drying rack.

The boy jumped out of the car without taking any luggage.

He just stood at the entrance of the town with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking around at this strange place.

He took out a rolled up map from his pocket and looked at it himself.

Putting away the map, the boy looked at the roadside and walked to the nearest bakery.

"good afternoon."

Entering the door, the bell rang when the door was pushed open, and inside the bakery was a dark-faced young woman wearing a dirty apron, standing behind the counter and stretching her head to take a look.

The little boy walked to the counter and glanced at the glass display window.

"A bag of oatmeal cookies, thank you."

As he spoke, the boy took out a few Brazilian banknotes from his pocket.

"Sorry, we don't accept reals." The young woman frowned: "Don't you have pesos?"

The boy was stunned for a moment when he heard the woman's Spanish, but soon, his eyes seemed to roll, and he smiled in fluent Spanish: "Sorry, can we only use local currency?"

The woman thought for a moment and came up with an exchange ratio that was far more expensive than the official price.

But the boy nodded without thinking: "Okay, I'll change it as you said."

Using a very bad exchange rate, I bought a bag of oatmeal biscuits. The boy took out one with dirty hands and stuffed it into his mouth.
To be continued...