Chapter 1120 I Don't Know...

Huang Ling regretted it very much: "I should have listened to my colleagues a long time ago. Nowadays, many elderly people are playing the game of touching porcelain."

Maubertson: "Not only old people, some young people also play. I heard that some guys get more lustful as they get older. You have to be careful. Don't drink with him, and be careful that he molests you."

Huang Ling glanced at the old man: "It seems that he is almost ninety years old, he may not have lust, he should be suffering from Alzheimer's disease."

"If you meet an old man suffering from Alzheimer's disease, you have to coax him so that he will behave."

"Come on, he won't listen, and insists on me dragging a bunch of scraps into the restaurant."

"If it doesn't work, call the police and hand it over to the police."

"It has to be like this."

Chatted for a while as the food arrived.

Huang Ling didn't have time to talk to Mau Posen, so she moved her chopsticks and ate vegetables!

The old man hummed, and said lightly, "Didn't you say you're not hungry?"

Huang Ling asked angrily, "Can you finish eating?"

Before, she still used "you", but now, she doesn't need it, she doesn't respect him anymore!

An old man who relies on the old to sell the old!

The old man wrinkled his face, and the wrinkles on his face moved, "I can't finish eating. I don't eat much."

"It's not much and you still order so much?" Huang Ling was in a panic, cooking.

"Who told the waiter to look at me strangely, I'll order more to prove to her that I'm a rich man."

"You are hitting the fat man with a swollen face, you are hitting my face with pain, and the pain is on me."

The Cordyceps Soup came out, the old man only scooped up half a bowl, and gave the rest to Huang Ling: "You drink it up, make up your body."

"The meat is hurting, no amount of drinking can make it up." Mouth said so, but Huang Ling finally finished drinking.

"If I hadn't tricked you once, you would have never eaten such a good dish, right? Seeing that you are not rich, you shouldn't be able to afford it." The old man asked.

"You can't help it, grandma, didn't I pay for the meal?" Huang Ling wanted to hit someone.

The old man smiled: "I tricked you, so you paid, otherwise you would pay?"

"What are the names of your sons, daughters, and granddaughters and where do you work? Tell me all of them. I'm going to ask for money." Huang Ling said.

"You call my grandson Momo, you ask him for money."

When Huang Ling heard it, she smiled strangely: "Come on, if they don't know you, don't even think about being their grandfather."

"He doesn't know me, I know him."

"Then tell me, what's his full name?"

"have no idea."

"Hehe, how old is he?"

"have no idea."

"Hehehe again, you liar."

Didi——

Huang Ling's WeChat came.

She pointed at the old man sternly: "Tricking people!"

The old man raises his eyebrows, deceiving people at times, cheating people at times, demented old man at the same time, and smelly old man at the same time... These adjectives are really interesting.

"Momo really transfer the money to me?" Huang Ling clicked, and it turned out to be 50,000 yuan!

Huang Ling sent a voice over: "Momo, why transfer 50,000 to me?"

"Recover the money you were scammed, and smile at the beauty, don't be angry." Maubertson replied.

When the old man heard this, he pouted, beauty?

He looked at Huang Ling, an oriental woman who was too ordinary to be ordinary, and her appearance was really not outstanding.

It's still porridge, and I'm out of breath after carrying a few broken bottles and jars, let alone running.

So weak... How many babies can she have?

However, the old man really likes such a temperamental girl.

His granddaughter, gentle, speaks rigidly, doesn't know how to joke, and has no fun at all.

Still look at Huang Lingshuang.