Mo Shao's little feather

A few days later, Duan Muhan, who hadn't come home yet, came to Wu Zicong's place to cry to Mo Xin.

"Boss, can you take care of your little feather!" As soon as he entered the door, Duan Muhan uttered such a sentence, which made Mo Xin and Wu Zicong confused.

"My little Feather is well-behaved and sensible, what do I need to do? Besides, he's already gone home, so why did he offend you." Mo Xin couldn't understand Duanmuhan's words at all.

With a bitter face, Duanmuhan said helplessly: "Boss, you don't know that your little feather did something to spread hatred when you came home."

"Oh? Let's hear it." Mo Xin was really curious, it was all the hatred.

"Did you know that he pickled garlic with his grandfather the day he went back to Laba?" Duanmuhan felt that Mo Xin should know about it.

Sure enough, Mo Xin nodded. "I know, what's the problem?"

Duanmuhan roared excitedly, "It's a big problem! You don't know, they pickle the garlic and forget about it. Today, Grandpa Zhongli ran to my old man to show off! He also has a can of Laba garlic!"

When Duanmuhan thought of his old man being stimulated with a jar of garlic, he felt bad.

The corners of Mo Xin and Wu Zicong's mouths also twitched slightly, no matter what happened.

"My grandpa just called me and scolded me for being unfilial, saying how can someone's grandson pickle garlic with grandpa, but I can't... You don't know, I have that envious and jealous tone, I just don't like it." I know how to describe it."

Duanmuhan was speechless. He called his elder brother and found that the same situation was also there. The two brothers really felt sorry for each other.

"I'm guessing that Mr. Zhongli should go to the homes of all the old men he knows. Do you think this hatred is too big?"

"Cough." Mo Xin coughed lightly, "I can't."

"Why not, these old people can do anything, but the other party can really be stimulated."

Duanmuhan couldn't help pounding the ground when he thought of the various unequal treaties forcibly signed by his grandfather.

It's nothing, it's a storm caused by a can of Laba garlic.

"I don't know if your old man and Zhongli old man know each other." Duan Muhan suddenly thought of this matter. They are from the same family, and they are in the same city. Basically, there is a high probability that they know each other.

"I know, but I'm probably not familiar with it. It's not to the point where Grandpa Zhongli comes to show off in person." Mo Xin showed a faint smile, "My grandpa and grandma are going abroad to play during this time, so we won't meet each other."

"Cut, you're really lucky." Duanmuhan said, looking at Wu Zicong.

Wu Zicong looked at him and said, "I don't have a grandfather anymore, you know that."

Duanmuhan: "..." Indeed, he just forgot.

"Ahhhhh, am I the only one who is so hard-working among the brothers this year?" The others didn't come back, and he was the only one among the three who went home so pitiful. It's hard to live a good life.

"Poor child." Mo Xin patted his head with a smile.

Duanmuhan looked at him sadly, "It would be great if Grandpa Mo was at home."

Mo Xin raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Poor little Duanmu, do you think my grandfather dared to call me just to talk about these things?"

Duanmuhan withered instantly.

Mo Xin has a cold personality since he was a child, but he is very intelligent. He has always been very upright since he was a child, as long as he decides, no one can change it.

Of course, if he doesn't want to, no one can force it.

Coupled with the various abilities displayed after growing up, he has a particularly high status in the whole family.

It's completely different from Duanmuhan, a poor little boy.

Therefore, Duanmuhan's calculation is obviously not valid.

Wu Zicong also walked over to touch-touch his head, and said with a smile, "Poor little Duanmu."

"Bah!" Duanmuhan slapped Wu Zicong's hand away, pouted unhappily. "Bad boy hairstyle."

"What hairstyle do you want for the big night? Besides, Mo Xin won't ruin your hairstyle?"

"Why don't you have a hairstyle at night? My young master is always handsome when he's asleep." Duanmuhan rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "I can't beat the Great Demon King? Otherwise, who would want him to touch me?"

"So, am I easier to bully?" Wu Zicong couldn't help but laugh at this answer.

"Otherwise? You still want to beat me up." Duanmuhan raised his face, looking arrogant.

Wu Zicong was speechless, he was really reluctant to beat him, he really was a bully.

"By the way, you have to come to my house to play after the Chinese New Year." Duanmuhan looked at Wu Zicong suspiciously.

"why?"

Duanmuhan narrowed his eyes, "Don't play dumb for me, what else can I do, help me resist the old man, he can be a little rational with outsiders around, otherwise I will be tortured to death."

"What if I don't go." Wu Zicong made a funny hypothesis.

"Whether love comes or not, if you don't come, we are friends. It doesn't matter at the critical moment, we are still brothers."

Wu Zicong knew that this guy had no conscience, or it should be said that he was the most heartless towards him. "It's heartless."

"Hmph." Duanmuhan hummed lightly. "Then are you coming?"

Wu Zicong smiled and said, "I promise to be there whenever I'm called!"

Duanmuhan suddenly smiled heartlessly.

Mo Xin watched from the side, shaking her head, these two people... when will there be a result?

Zhongli Yuyu nestled in the room, saying that he would not drink with his grandfather and go out together again tomorrow.

It hurts to think about it today.

Early in the morning, the old man asked Zhongli Yuyu to accompany him to go out together, he thought that there was nothing to do anyway, it would be good to go out with grandpa to relax.

Unexpectedly, I saw the butler loading a lot of Laba garlic pickled a few days ago in the car.

"Grandpa, the garlic hasn't turned green yet, where are you taking them?" Zhongli Yuyu was at a loss.

The old man smiled mysteriously. "Don't worry about this, Grandpa, I have my own use, Xiaoyu, you just have to follow along today."

Then, Zhongli Yuyu got into the thief's car defenselessly.

When he followed his old man to a grandfather's house, Zhongli Yuyu felt that something was wrong.

When he saw his old man giving away a jar of garlic, and showing off that he and his grandson pickled it together, especially when the old man on the opposite side showed a look of envy and hatred, Zhongli Yuyu was in a bad mood .

He didn't expect his old man to really show off!

He lived in his own world when he was a teenager, and later he studied outside, so he didn't know many of his grandfather's family friends.

However, today he knew more than half of them.

Because his grandfather delivered garlic from door to door, but he was showing off.

Zhongli Yuyu felt that those old men were well-bred, so he didn't throw them out.

After returning home, the old man was still unsatisfied, saying that it was too late today, and that he would continue walking to those houses that he hadn't reached tomorrow.

Zhongli Yuyu ran back to the room as soon as he heard this, and he won't go back tomorrow no matter what he says!

The old man did this in a very honest way, it was a group of ridicule, and the hatred was steady, and for the time being, he was afraid that no one would be able to snatch it from him.

It is embarrassing to say that it is so difficult for the masters who used to be and are still all-powerful, but now they are alone at home and want the juniors to accompany them.

It's no wonder that hatred is worth a pull and a mark. It's really a stab in the heart of a person's heart, so it doesn't hurt.

Grandpa Zhongli found that Zhongli Yuyu was not in the living room, and hurriedly asked, "Hey, where did Xiaoyu go?"

The housekeeper replied respectfully from the side: "The young master is probably too tired today, so he has gone back to his room to rest."

"It's so early? You haven't had dinner yet. No, I have to call him down." The old man couldn't do without eating. He wasn't particularly strong in the first place.

The housekeeper hurriedly persuaded him, "Old man, don't be in a hurry. The young master said just now that he will leave a portion of dinner in the kitchen when he comes back. You don't need to go up and call him. You will eat when he is hungry."

"How can this be done?" Grandpa Zhongli frowned.

"Old man, we all know that you are doing it for the young master's good. Today, you specially took him out to meet those old seniors to pave the way for him, but you can't push it too fast. You know the temper of the young master, especially You can’t force it when it comes to relationships.”

Grandpa Zhongli sighed heavily, and slowly sat on the sofa. "Do you think I'm a little impatient?"

"This... I said, don't be angry, this time it's really a little bit."

"Oh, I don't want to be like this either, but I'm getting older and older, and I don't know how long I can last. Although Xiaoyu has been learning about this in private, after all, it's just talking on paper and not practicing in battle with real guns and ammunition. If one day I'm gone, there will always be someone who can help him in my face. Otherwise, how can he fight against those old foxes. "

"Don't say that, old man. You are in good health. You will definitely be able to live to a hundred years old."

"Come on, you're getting poorer." Grandpa Zhongli said with a smile: "I can guarantee that Xiaoyu will never go out with me again tomorrow. Believe it or not, let's make a bet?"

The housekeeper smiled gently: "I believe this. As for betting, don't bet. I have bet with you all these years, old man, and I haven't won a few times."

"Boring." Grandpa Zhongli curled his lips in dissatisfaction. "You said, can I really live that long?"

"Yes. Don't keep talking about frustration."

"Okay, listen to you. I really don't want to leave too early, the only thing I can't let go of in this world is Xiaoyu. You said when he finds a partner to go home, if someone is with him, I can leave without worry. "

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Don't worry about it, old man. Let's have dinner first."

"Okay, I know you think I'm long-winded."

Grandpa Zhongli complained like a child, but the housekeeper lowered his head and smiled, not confronting him.

The two have been together like this for most of their lives, they are masters and servants, and they are relatives.

Zhongli Yuyu, who had come out earlier and planned to go downstairs for dinner, stood against the wall at the corner of the stairs, and turned back to her room after a long time.

The next day, Grandpa Zhongli brought up the matter of going out with Zhongli Yuyu without hope, but unexpectedly he calmly agreed!

Grandpa Zhongli was very happy, thinking in his heart that his Xiaoyu was the cutest!

Zhongli Yuyu smiled and followed the old man out to visit friends, giving Laba garlic, and stabbing hatred.

At the end of this year, Zhongli Yuyu, a strange yet familiar name, gradually entered the eyes of everyone in this circle.

Because of a can of Laba garlic.

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