My Third Gentleman

Chapter 1410 Retrospect (2)

"This shouldn't be a big problem. I will have someone sort it out tomorrow and send it over. You can check this out. Your grandfather was a clean official and made a lot of contributions to the military. If Jinrong died If it has something to do with him, he will be upset. By the way, are both sleeping?"

After all, Mu Baichuan has been happily for a century, and his focus is different from Mu Jinchen. In his opinion, there is nothing wrong with being confused. Everyone is gone, and Xia Jinrong’s death may be regarded as an accident. Relatively easy to accept.

It’s just that the deceased is the big one. If Xia Jinrong really died in vain, he would not be able to rest under Jiuquan unless he was fair. Therefore, what Mu Baichuan meant was that even if the truth is not an accident, this matter is in Xia Jingshan’s eyes. It can only be an accident.

Mu Baichuan’s mind Mu Jinchen naturally knew it. He nodded, “Don’t worry, my grandfather. I have a sense of measure. Shuangshuang has fallen asleep early, my grandfather, I think you are also sleepy. Put the chessboard here first. Come and accompany you tomorrow morning, OK?"

Mu Jinchen saw that the grandfather's speed was getting slower and slower, and his eyelids almost couldn't hold up.

"Okay, then I will go to bed first. You are not allowed to change my words. I have a chance to win this game."

Mu Jinchen stood up and supported the old man's arm, "Grandpa, your grandson is a person with the same integrity as you, and won't do that kind of thing."

Mu Baichuan walked slowly into the bedroom, his eyes closed, "What's the matter with my grandson? If it was Hao'er, he would probably change my chess."

It is said that the elderly are rejuvenated, and Mu Baichuan, who has been put away, is actually a child who has not grown up like Mu Yuhao.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely not."

"Okay, well, then you remember to come here early tomorrow morning..."

Mu Jinchen helped Mu Baichuan to lie down. He fell asleep before he could finish his words.

Mu Jinchen sighed secretly, the old man after ancient times was like the sun shining on the west, a little bit westward, although beautiful, it was almost dusk.

Then, he thought of the little life in Wushuang's belly. He really looked forward to his arrival, and his arrival would definitely add more vitality to this family.

Coming out of Mu Baichuan's room, another energetic guy in the family didn't know where he came back from, and drank slightly.

"Brother, do you live here tonight?"

Mu Yuhao pursed his lips slightly, his face was reddish, and his slightly peachy eyes were a little blurred. As Mu Zhilan said, he really looked like a big girl.

Mu Jinchen shook his head. In his eyes, this younger brother has always been a young child.

"Why did you go? What about the report I asked you to do yesterday?" Mu Jinchen asked instead, too lazy to answer his question.

Mu Yuhao scratched his hair, a little confused, and patted his head a few times before saying, "Stop talking, grandpa asked me to send Jun Fei Fei's dead girl back, but her mother stopped me and forced me to eat dinner. After dinner, she dragged me to drink again and was so annoying. Report..."

Mu Yuhao seemed to have thought of something, and patted his head again, "Brother, this time it’s really nothing to do with me. I originally said that I want to write a report at home. Grandpa must have asked me to send Jun Fei Fei back and say today. Things that are only handed in on Saturday or Monday can be written all day on Sunday. Really brother, Aunt Rong can testify for me."

Mu Jinchen glanced at him, his thin lips bend, "Okay, but I just saw you ask more, so what do you do?"

(End of this chapter)