little ancestors in modern times

When the little ancestor appeared in front of everyone again, he had already changed into a small silver-gray suit, stepped on small leather shoes, and tied a cute bowknot on the collar. His hair was braided into a long braid and dragged behind his head, looking alive and well. Dressed like a young master from a wealthy family, with his head held high and a smile on his serious face, not to mention a bit of a bossy look, of course ignoring the cute Boo Boo cartoon bag on his back would be more like it.

For some reason, Xiao Jindan became a little silent after being exposed to the rain. Anyway, he used to like to boast and dismantle Yan Jiabao's stage, but he didn't say a word on the way out just now, and he didn't join in the fun. He became melancholy in seconds .

Who understands Eggy's sadness!

This sentence is the portrayal of Little Golden Egg's heart at this time.

The ball that the little ancestor has always missed is so scary!From such a distance, he could feel the invisible coercion, thinking that he had spoken rudely before, but fortunately he said it behind his back, otherwise his life would be over.

"Come here, after such a rain, have you cooked a bowl of ginger soup for the children, it won't be good if you catch a cold." Yan Shouren came up to him from a distance, and he understood that Yan Zhen's family was in trouble. They are all in one place, and the powerful and powerful people in one place generally make good friends with each other.

Now his niece is looking for a boyfriend who works in the Mo family, and their family has a little friendship with Yan Zhen's family. After this, their family will definitely be very different.

Yan Jiabao didn't know that it only took a few seconds, Yan Shouren had already thought so much, his little ancestor is a god, how could he catch a cold, and replied politely, "Drink, I drank a big bowl, thank you Uncle Shouren for your concern. "

Seeing the little ancestor again, Zhao Datong couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. He found that the little ancestor was wearing a nice little suit, and his eyes on Yan Jiabao were not so annoying anymore.

He reached out and touched the two big apples in his pocket. He just ran home to get them. He would find a chance to give them to the silly kid. The smell of the fruit was tangy, and the kid would probably like to eat them!

The little ancestor was looking around on his toes. When he came over, he saw the small plane still parked in the open space, so he knew that Mo Mo hadn't lied to him, and really hadn't left, but where is Mo Mo now?

"My little ancestor, watch carefully when you walk, it will be very painful when you fall." Yan Jiabao saw the little ancestor's little trick, so he deliberately reminded him.

"I won't fall, my little ancestor can walk very steadily."

An unexpected guest came to them.

"Hey, kid, what's your name? I forgive you for pushing me down. My name is Wang Duona. You look as good-looking as I do. Let's make friends!"

Although she came here to take the initiative to make friends, the little girl did put on an attitude of being superior to others, and it seemed that she was used to being boundless by the family.

After Yan Zhiwei learned of Yan Jiabao's identity from the village chief, he felt a little scared, especially when he guessed the identity of the man who came down from the helicopter. So he encouraged his daughter to come and make friends with the little great-grandson of the Yan family.

It is best to establish a friendship between children. After the children of the two families get along well, the adults will look at the children's face, and even if they don't get along well, they won't turn against each other.

Fortunately, the helicopter appeared in time, so he didn't continue to kill. He didn't tell his daughter that the little boy had a great family background. He was afraid that her daughter would leak the novel. Later, the Yan family would think that it would not be worth the loss if they let their daughter deliberately curry favor with him.

Looking at the hand in front of him, the little ancestor shook his head, "The little ancestor doesn't want to be friends with you, and the little ancestor didn't push you."

In the kindergarten, other children were vying to be friends with me. I didn’t expect that I would take the initiative to be friends with this bad kid today. The bad kid even rejected her. At a young age, Wang Donna already had vanity and Self-esteem, she said angrily: "I pushed it, I pushed it, and my hand was bleeding."

"Hmph! The bad boy wants... um..." It wasn't my father who told me to come over and make friends with you, that's why I didn't come.

"I'm sorry, my daughter has a bad temper because of her wife's arrogance. She has no bad intentions. She just wants to make friends with your son. During this time, she also has a playmate in Xiangshan Village." Yan Zhiwei has been paying attention to his daughter. In this situation, I found that my daughter started to speak indiscriminately, so I hurried over and covered her mouth in time.

Yan Jiabao's eyes narrowed slightly, he probably guessed the reason for the man's change of attitude, it seems that he knew his identity, and he was also a member of the circle if he knew his identity, but why he had no impression of this man at all.

Not wanting to say anything more to this person, Yan Jiabao pulled the little ancestor and left directly away from the father and daughter.

Yan Shouren, who witnessed the whole process on the side, was even more convinced that Yan Zhen's family was not simple.

Who would have thought that Yan Zhiwei had lost his previous sense of superiority, let alone the desire to be proud of himself in front of the villagers, with so many people of great status coming to a century-old clan meeting in a small mountain village.

It was almost time for the luncheon to start, and there were more than 300 tables set up in front of the Yan Family Ancestral Hall, which were almost full at this time.Yan Jiabao had no relatives in Xiangshan Village, and the village chief arranged him and him at the same table.

As soon as the little ancestor sat down, he watched from table to table to see which table Mo Mo was sitting at and still didn't come.

The rain came and went quickly, and the air was much fresher.

After searching around, he still didn't see Mo Jingyan, so the little ancestor couldn't help but asked, "Well, why didn't I see Mo Mo, isn't Mo Mo having a big table together at noon?"

Yan Jiabao told him the term "eating a big table". At first, the little ancestor thought it meant eating a big table, but it was only after Yan Jiabao explained it that he knew what eating a big table was.

In fact, Yan Jiabao didn't want to answer, so he had to think of something perfunctory, but before he could say anything, he heard the little ancestor shout in surprise, "Here, Momo sit here", after the little ancestor sat down, his little eyes looked around for someone At the same time, he was also optimistic about the seat next to him. This seat was reserved for Momo, and no one else could sit there.

Secretary Lin said to Mo Jingyan very considerately, "Mr. Mo, you go and sit at the main table. I'll do whatever I want."

That's right, the village chief took Yan Jiabao to make the main table. I have to say that Yan Shouren was very foresighted. In fact, the little ancestor didn't need to show Mo Jingyan the position. That position was originally reserved for Mo Jingyan by the village chief. .

As Mo Jingyan, if he doesn't sit at the main table, who will sit at the main table!

Mo Jingyan glanced at the child who was leaning over half of his body on the table and kept waving at him, and nodded, "Yeah".

After Mo Jingyan took his seat, Yan Jiabao greeted him very politely, "Mr. Mo, what a coincidence, we can meet each other here."

"Well, it's quite a coincidence."

"That's right! President Mo, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here!" A disharmonious voice cut in.Yan Zhiwei walked over with an unopened bottle of red wine in his hand, and said with a flattering smile, "Hello, Mr. Mo, it's a pleasure to meet you in my hometown. I'm Wang Haisheng's second son-in-law, Yan Zhiwei. I went with Jiayue earlier. I was honored to meet you once at the banquet of Murong's family, do you still remember?"

Mo Jingyan turned his gaze, stayed on Yan Zhiwei's face for half a second, then moved away, "I have no impression."

Yan Zhiwei's expression froze, but he quickly adjusted, and continued to ask: "That Yue Wang Haisheng, Mr. Mo should have an impression! Jiayue seems to have a single business with the Mo Group at the moment. There is no such thing as a small place like my hometown. What good wine, I brought this bottle of wine here specially, why don't I have a drink with President Mo?"

"Wang Haisheng? I don't remember it. You don't talk about business during dinner. If you want to talk about business, you can send the cooperation plan to the Mo Group the day after tomorrow, and a dedicated person will handle it."

Mo Jingyan frowned slightly, he hated dealing with uninvited flies like Yan Zhiwei the most.

"Well, what Boss Mo said is, come out to play, don't talk about business, don't talk about business, I have something to do over there, so don't bother Boss Mo for dinner."

When Mo Jingyan said he had no impression of Wang Haisheng, the expression on Yan Zhiwei's face could no longer be described as ugly, he smiled awkwardly, and finally walked away embarrassingly.

After confirming that Yan Zhiwei had gone far away and could not hear their whispers, the little ancestor pulled Mo Jingyan's clothes, "Mo Mo lowered his head, the little ancestor has something to tell you."

Mo Jingyan hesitated for a few seconds and followed the child's words. When his ears were gently grabbed by a small hand, his slightly curved back froze, but he quickly relaxed.

The little ancestor imitated the movements of whispering on TV, grabbed Mo Jingyan's ear with one hand, covered his mouth with the other, and lowered his voice very low, "Momo, let me tell you, that person just now is a bad person, but he is a bad person." What a bad person, bullying the old man, coming to bully the little ancestor, well, his daughter is also bad, falsely accusing the little ancestor of pushing her, but the little ancestor didn't push her, does Momo believe the little ancestor?" Warm breath blowing There was an itch in the tiny fluff in the ear, which spread quickly, and the whole body felt numb, and the ear pinched by the little hand was red like blood.

"I believe in you." At this time, Mo Jingyan's voice has a unique magnetism, which is very pleasant to hear.

He knew what happened at the train station a long time ago, and he was quite disgusted with Yan Zhiwei. Before he came to Xiangshan Village, he informed the secretary department that he was going to stop the cooperation with Wang Hai Group.

"Well, I knew that Mo Mo would believe in the little ancestor." Because of a little excitement, the little ancestor forgot to hold Mo Jingyan's ear in his hand, and as his small body leaned back, his little hand pulled Mo Jingyan's ear before he could let go. down.

Mo Jingyan hissed lightly, but his expression remained calm.

Realizing that he had caused trouble, the little ancestor froze, and asked pitifully, "Momo, does it hurt? The little ancestor didn't do it on purpose."

Yan Jiabao secretly witnessed this scene from the sidelines, and his mind was so refreshed. The little ancestor is really strong, and he should take revenge a few more times. Beware that Big Boss Mo will become angry and bully the little ancestor. Yan Jiabao is ready to pick up the little ancestor and run away If you are prepared, if you can't beat it, 36 moves is the best plan.