Super Seminary: Peerless Momen

After the Yulin armor was perfected, it was officially equipped to the Moxia.

Mo He didn't have any plans for the time being. After he had some free time, it happened to be China's annual Mid-Autumn Festival.

The sky garden of the Tiangong Group Building is decorated in a warm and elegant style. The air is filled with the faint fragrance of osmanthus, which interweaves with the city lights to create a beautiful night scene.

Mo He and his family sat around a round table, which was filled with all kinds of moon cakes and fruits, as well as dumplings they had made themselves.

Mo He and his father Mo Weiguo were busy in the kitchen. It was a tradition in their family that the man was in charge of the kitchen.

In the living room, Grandpa Mo Yuanshan was playing a game of Go with Daji.

The black and white chess pieces are arranged in an orderly manner on the chessboard, and the game has entered a white-hot stage.

On the other side, his mother Zhang Peilan sat on the comfortable sofa, playing the zither and whispering about family matters.

Zhang Peilan would always intentionally or unintentionally turn the topic to Mohe, trying to bring the young couple together.

Although Yuqin was a little embarrassed and her ears turned slightly red, she felt helpless and warm at the same time.

It had been many years since the Denor War and she had not felt this kind of family warmth.

The entire sky garden was filled with festive joy and family warmth, with moonlight, lights, laughter and conversations intertwined together.

Mo He watched his mother take the initiative to match him with Yuqin, and his patience finally reached its limit.

He couldn't help but speak, with a hint of helplessness and grievance in his voice: "Dad, you don't care about Mom either, look at that."

Upon hearing this, Mo Weiguo glanced in that direction, then rolled his eyes at his son and raised a bitter smile.

He glanced at Mo He and said in a low voice, "You little bastard, are you insulting me?"

He looked like a guilty thief, afraid that his mother would hear him.

When Mo He saw his father's reaction, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He realized at this time that for a dad, his mom's affairs were something he could not interfere with, and being dominated by his wife was his fatal flaw.

Mo He shrugged, a cynical smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said jokingly: "It's a good thing I didn't inherit your henpecked problem."

There was a hint of teasing in his voice and a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

After hearing this, Mo Weiguo's eyes widened into a circle, like two copper bells, and he stared at his unruly son with a sharp gaze.

His brows were furrowed, his face full of shock and disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

"Hey, you little brat, you've even learned to tease your old man. Are you itching for trouble?"

As he muttered to himself, he unconsciously rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms, and acted as if he was going to teach Mo He a lesson.

Although his tone was stern, there was a hint of smile in his eyes, revealing his helplessness and doting on his son's naughty behavior.

Everyone looked at the father and son, some covered their mouths and laughed, some shook their heads and sighed, and they all knew that this was just their unique way of interacting with each other.

Jingle Bell!

A crisp ringing sound broke the silence of the room, as if time was suddenly pulled apart.

Everyone's actions were interrupted by the sudden ringing of the bell.

Daji, who was playing Go with her grandfather Mo Yuanshan, raised her head and looked towards Mo He.

"Master, General Dukao called!"

Hearing this, the family members in the room raised their heads at the same time, and their eyes were all directed at Mo He. There was a bit of curiosity and confusion in everyone's eyes.

Dukao, everyone here knows him.

But during this Mid-Autumn Festival, suddenly looking for Mohe River made everyone feel a little surprised.

However, everyone also understood that Dukao must have something important to tell him at this special moment.

"Daji, come in!"

Mo He also thought of this, so he nodded slightly and let Daji answer the call without hesitation.

As he finished speaking, Daji answered the phone, and a subtle electronic sound was heard in the room, which was the sound of current mutual inductance.

The next moment, a beam of light shot out from the center of the room, quickly weaving a three-dimensional image in the air.

The image gradually became clearer and finally turned into a holographic projection of Dukao.

As soon as Dukao's holographic projection appeared, his eyes quickly swept across the room. When he saw that Mo He's family was there, he was obviously stunned.

He didn't expect that Mo He's whole family would come.

Especially when he saw his old friend, he immediately looked at his father Mo Weiguo and said, "Weiguo, you are here too!"

Hearing Dukao's words, his father Mo Weiguo responded with a smile: "Yes, I'm on vacation, so I came to see the brat."

After Dukao greeted Mohe's father, he nodded slightly and turned his gaze to Mohe's grandfather who was sitting beside him.

Mo He's grandfather, a spirited old man, was sitting on the sofa, his eyes revealing the wisdom and kindness of years.

Dukao hurriedly greeted politely: "Mr. Mo is here too, I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and good health!"

When Mo He's grandfather heard Du Kao's greeting, he nodded slightly and responded, "Okay, thank you, Xiao Du, and I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Then, Dukao turned his gaze to Mo He's mother and respectfully addressed her, "Academician Lin, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

My mother also smiled and responded: "Thank you, General Du, happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

After greeting each other, everyone's attention was focused on Dukao's projection.

Dukao's projection looked at the warm reunion of Mohe's family and was silent for a while, obviously hesitating.

On this day of reunion, it seems that he should not disturb this harmonious scene. He came at the wrong time!

He immediately said, "Since it's rare for your family to get together, I won't bother you for now. I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

However, Mo He and his father spoke almost at the same time, saying in unison: "It's okay!"

After saying this, the father and son looked at each other and laughed. This tacit action showed the deep father-son friendship between them.

Mo He then smiled and said, "Uncle Du, just tell me what you want to say. It won't take too long."

Dukao glanced again at the Mohe family sitting together.

Mo Yuanshan, this old man, is not only a high-ranking and prestigious academician of both the Chinese Academy of Sciences and the Chinese Academy of Engineering, but also a contemporary giant of the Mohist school.

Mo Weiguo was his old friend. Like him, he was in the military and was in charge of a war zone. His military rank was lower than his.

Zhang Peilan is an academician of the Academy of Sciences. She has participated in the construction of the Grand Canyon, and their "National Bureau of Extraterrestrial Civilizations" has also invited her to participate in some research projects.

He was the one who arranged for Yuqin to come here.

Therefore, there are really no secrets in front of this family.

"Okay, it's not a secret anyway."

Dukao thought for a moment, then nodded.