After decades, what's going on?

They returned home and as soon as they entered the door, they saw that all the lights at home were turned on, and the lights were bright.

"What is this for?"

When I entered the living room, I saw the old lady sweeping away the ashes with a feather duster, while her son was sitting on the sofa flipping through the newspaper.

"This... my sister-in-law, why did you turn on all the lights on the first and second floors?"

Mr. Meng asked.

The old lady turned around, looked at them, and said lightly: "I didn't have time to tell you yesterday that I have a problem, that is, I am afraid of the darkness, so at night, the lights in every room in my house have to be turned on."

After saying that, she pointed upstairs and said, "I've entered your room, but don't worry, I will only go in and turn on the lights and will not touch anything. Also, why are the doors of the two rooms on the second floor locked? Is it the room of the past? Whose room is there? Use the key to open the door. I don't care whose it is, but I'll just turn on the lights at night."

Mr. Meng and Meng Chaojun's faces darkened at the same time.

"Those two rooms are from the past, and we won't go in."

"Why haven't he come back to live? Where has he been transferred?" the old lady asked a few times, then waved her hand, "Okay, I don't ask about these things. I just explained to you, I'm afraid of darkness. Those two rooms occupy half of the space on the second floor, and the windows are all black, so I can't stand it. You can take the keys, at most I will turn on the light and lock the door. Is that okay?"

"I didn't like outsiders entering his room in the past."

"Why are you an outsider?" The old lady glared, "What should I call me in the past?"

What are you calling her?

Meng Chaojun couldn't help but say, "Auntie, I saw you once before I was only two years old, so I can't remember it. I haven't even had a chance to call you."

He was a relative who was not very close, but after Cheng'er passed away, he was even more strange.

It was just an outsider.

"Why didn't you shout that?" The old lady glanced at him, and after that, she looked a little mean.

"Cheng'er wants to call me Mom. In our place, Mom is very close. As a junior, during the holidays and holidays, your uncle and I celebrated their birthdays, you should have taken us in the past years to visit us, and you usually have to write letters. If you haven't done this, how can you not get along with your relationship?"

Oh.

Meng Chaojun was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

Why?

I forgot what they said and did to Cheng'er back then?

When my grandfather passed away in the past, none of my family was present.

Cheng'er said herself that she had no relationship with her uncle's family. Now that Cheng'er has passed away for twenty years, they suddenly emerged. Do you still blame him for not taking him to walk with them in the past?

"Auntie, just talk about these words in front of me. If you have the chance to see the past, your mouth will be tightened."

Meng Chaojun's face sank, his hands behind him, and said, "Also, you came late last night, and it was inconvenient to stay outside. This reason is reasonable, but it's time to move out today."

Mr. Meng glanced at him.

Is this suddenly tough?

The old lady's eyes suddenly glared.
Chapter completed!