Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Halfway through the talk, Jiang Xun didn't know how to continue.

Mr. Mo's improvement was visible to the naked eye, but his intuition told him that this matter was not that simple.

Hearing the voice-over, Zhan Beixiao frowned, "It's not appropriate to meddle too deeply in the affairs of the Mo family, but I will attend a family dinner tomorrow night, and I will observe more."

After all, it was Bai Yangyang's grandfather, if something happened to her, she would feel bad too.

After Jiang Xun hung up the phone, Zhan Beixiao looked at the computer screen, calmed down his thoughts, and started working.

……

This was probably the happiest time Mrs. Mo had had in these years.

I got up early in the morning, waited for the old man to take his medicine, changed into new clothes with him, pushed him for a walk in the yard and talked.

Since the old man completely fell ill, such a day has not been seen for a long time.

Old Man Mo was sitting in a wheelchair, smiling as he watched the old lady water the flowers with a water bottle.

The old lady is old, but she has been well maintained these years, even at this age, she still maintains her youthful demeanor.

The black cyan cheongsam is beautiful and chic, exactly the same as when I first saw it.

After watering the flowers, Mrs. Mo sat by the side and poured him a cup of tea: "Mr. Qi said that there is no need for acupuncture tonight, and the treatment will continue tomorrow. I will cook myself later and make soup for you."

"With the housekeeper and the others here, don't bother—"

Old Man Mo shook his head. He had a poor appetite and could hardly eat anything.

"No, I asked Mr. Qi, can you have some soup, didn't you like my soup the most?"

Old Madam Mo insisted, holding his hand: "Besides, Qingshuang also liked to drink soup before, and she hasn't had it for many years."

Mr. Mo had no choice but to compromise with her.

at the same time.

Mo Zhixin got up early in the morning and arrived at the hotel where Elder Qi was staying.

During the period of acupuncture and moxibustion, Mr. Qi always lived in the Mohist manor, but for the family banquet, he came out early and stayed in the hotel.

Seeing her coming, Mr. Qi greeted her with a smile: "Ms. Mo."

Mo Zhixin nodded and scanned around. She was relieved that there were no strangers in the suite.

"How is the old man?"

Elder Qi was still wearing a mask, and his expression was as usual: "The old man is already at the end of his strength. I have tried my best to focus all my energy on this period of time. Now it has returned to the light..."

Mr. Qi poured a cup of tea for Mo Zhixin. He seemed to think of something and reminded: "Ms. Mo, have you made arrangements?"

Mo Zhixin didn't like being forced to question, but he didn't show it.

"Tonight's family dinner, everything will be over."

She stroked the teacup, her eyes glowing with calculation.

She hadn't intended to hurt Mr. Mo, but unfortunately, the Mo family refused to meet her conditions, so she could only get what she wanted in another way.

Old Qi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words: "That's good."

After Mo Zhixin finished chatting with Mr. Qi, he left the hotel and went straight to the Mo Family Manor.

The improvement of Mr. Mo is great news for the Mo Family.

Mo Beixu and Mo Beicheng brothers arrived at the manor early in the morning, lost their usual sophistication, rolled up their sleeves and sat in the living room playing chess.

Guan Lan accompanied the old lady to make soup in the kitchen.

She often cooks, and she is good at frying, frying, frying, soup and stew.

Mo Qingxue and his wife also arrived.

Compared to the happiness of the others, Mo Qingxue's expression was very ugly.

Qiu Qianchuan didn't seem to notice anything unusual, sitting on the sidelines watching the Mo Beixu brothers play chess, while chatting about things in the mall.

Although Mo Beixu didn't like his sister Mo Qingxue very much, he still admired Qiu Qianchuan.

The three chatted very happily. In the whole living room, only Mo Qingxue was ignored and reduced to a marginal figure.

Mo Qingxue was so angry that she gritted her teeth, and after a long while, she said angrily, "We're all here for the family dinner tonight, why haven't my sister and the others arrived yet?"

When Qiu Qianchuan heard this, he subconsciously felt something was wrong.

"Qingxue, don't say a few words."

When Mo Qingshuang saw that her husband favored Mo Qingshuang, her face turned dark.

Qiu Yueyi held the milk and drank it one sip at a time. Hearing this, she looked at Mo Qingxue: "Is Auntie coming too? Will Sister Yangyang come?"

Qiu Yueyi seems to like Bai Yangyang very much.

I've met her a few times before, asking her for news from time to time, which made Mo Qingxue extremely annoyed.

Hearing her daughter's question, Mo Qingxue became even more furious.

Just as he was about to speak, there was a loud noise outside the door.

Mo Beicheng immediately stopped playing chess and got up: "Sister and the others are here, I'll go out to meet them."

Mo Beixu was dissatisfied: "It's not over yet!"

"Brother-in-law, you go."

Mo Beicheng shook his hand and left, Qiu Qianchuan took his place and started fighting with Mo Beixu.

Qiu Yueyi put down her cup, "Little uncle, I'm going too!"

Mo Beicheng held Qiu Qionghua and led her towards the door.

A few black cars parked outside the door, the door opened, Mo Qingshuang helped Gong Qi get out of the car, the driver pushed the wheelchair, helped Gong Qi sit up, she pushed the wheelchair, and stood on the side waiting.

It was Gong Zhong's first visit to Mo's house. After he got out of the car, he looked around curiously.

Zhan Beixiao and Bai Yangyang followed behind. After getting out of the car, Zhan Beixiao was holding a beautifully wrapped gift box in his hand.

The two naturally held hands, their aura blended together, exuding a sense of affection.

Mo Beicheng looked at Gong Zhong for the first time.

The little boy carved in pink and jade, dressed in a small suit and bow tie, was an exceptionally gentleman, with the nobility shared by his sister and Gong Qi in his eyebrows, even though he was young, his temperament was already irrepressible.

The latter was not afraid either, he stared straight at Mo Beicheng, and called "little uncle" cutely.

Mo Beicheng touched Gong Zhong's head, his eyes were gentle: "Yes."

"Sister, brother-in-law, you are here."

Mo Beicheng then said to Gong Qi and his wife, "Mother is waiting for you inside."

Mo Qingshuang nodded, and pushed Gong Qi into the Mo family slowly.

Gong Zhong followed beside him, worried that Mo Qingshuang would be struggling, so he helped push the wheelchair.

Gong Qi's leg injury is still being treated, and he can't get out of the wheelchair yet, but compared to before, he is much better, at least he is conscious.

After the family of three left, Mo Beicheng glanced at Bai Yangyang and Zhan Beixiao, and the hands they naturally held.

Tsk-tsk: "Don't talk about the family banquet, the elders have seen it, how bad is it?"

Bai Yangyang blushed, subconsciously withdrew his hands.

Zhan Beixiao refused, and raised his eyebrows: "Little uncle also said that they are all elders, don't you know this is normal?"

When Mo Beicheng heard the sound of little uncle, the veins on his forehead popped.

"Zhan Beixiao, shut up."

The two were about the same age, how could he have the guts to call him little uncle?

"Little uncle doesn't like me being called that, so I don't mind you calling me that."

Zhan Beixiao threw the gift box into Mo Beicheng's arms, and led Bai Yangyang into the Mo family.

Mo Beicheng was furious: "Zhan Beixiao, what do you think of me, I'm an elder, I'm not here to carry things for you!"

"You can throw it away."

Zhan Beixiao snorted lightly.

Mobei City: ...

Oh, you can only play tricks in front of him!

Bai Yangyang followed behind Zhan Beixiao, subconsciously glanced at Mo Beicheng: "Master Zhan, let my little uncle carry things..."

Is it inappropriate?