little ancestors in modern times

After Nan Luo let go of his hand, Nan Zhao Wu immediately wanted to say something angrily, but his little uncle gave him a veiled stare, and instantly closed his mouth and became honest.

After the car drove out of the gate of Mo's house, Nan Luo sighed and said, "Say it!"

Nanzhao Wu is a clever little ghost. He is still in awe and even afraid of this little uncle who is more favored by his great-grandfather than his father. The education he received from birth taught him that he must first admit his mistake at this time.

"I'm sorry, little uncle, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have laughed at my little brother first." Nan Zhaowu lowered his head, admitting his mistake with a good attitude.

Nan Luo nodded in satisfaction, "It's good to know where you are wrong. People are not afraid of making mistakes. The most fearful thing is making mistakes without knowing it. Xiao Wu, you should be glad that your little brother made a bigger mistake than you today, but you We must also take this as a warning, misfortune comes from the mouth, young age will never be a shield for saying wrong things and doing wrong things, of course, it is even worse to be arrogant."

Nan Zhaowu felt that his little uncle's expression was a bit strange when he spoke just now, and he couldn't understand what he said, but he still nodded to show that he understood, and promised to be friendly and courteous to his little brother when he saw him next time, and he would stop laughing at him.

After hearing this, Nan Luo just squinted his eyes and smiled faintly at Nan Zhao Wu. Maybe there won't be a next time this time, but he didn't intend to explain to his little nephew either.

As Nan Luo expected, what happened in the Mo residence just now has been recorded in detail and placed on Mo Jingyan's desk.

Looking at the two pages of paper on the table, Mo Jingyan didn't flip through them immediately, but guessed what the little guy had done.He has a special explanation. If there is no special situation, he will only briefly browse the materials on the way home from get off work if there are no special circumstances.

When Secretary Lin knocked on the door and came in, he happened to see his president staring at a piece of information on the table in a daze. He couldn't help but lighten his steps, his expression became serious, and he was infinitely curious about the dense black letters on the paper, but it was only curiosity. Down.

Thinking that Mo was always thinking about things, he just stood aside quietly after he came in, for fear of disturbing President Mo's thoughts.

Mo Jingyan, who was in a daze, picked up the two A4 papers on the table and began to browse, and saw that the speed gradually slowed down at the end, and he did not put the two papers back on the table until he finished reading.

"Secretary Lin, did you say that children are more likely to feel insecure and possessive when they change to a new environment?" Can you say it again."

Mo Jingyan frowned and waved his hands, "It's okay, you go out first!"

"Well, yes, President Mo, I'll go out first if there's nothing else to do."

When he was leaving, Lin Gaoyang recalled what Boss Mo said just now as he walked, and when he walked out of the door, he only vaguely remembered words such as children's sense of security, possessiveness and so on.

After gently closing the door, Secretary Lin slapped himself on the forehead. He was going in to report the matter to President Mo, so why did he come out without reporting the matter.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Gaoyang decided to forget it and go in to report in the afternoon, anyway, it's not an urgent matter.But thinking about those three words carefully, he remembered the explosive news he heard just after returning from Xiangshan Village.

President Mo of his family actually adopted Yan Jiabao's little ancestor!

When he heard the news on the first day of junior high school, someone threw a grenade into his head, which made his forehead jingle, which was really shocking.Thinking about it now, President Mo should have read the information about the little ancestor just now, but what exactly was written in the information would make President Mo have such doubts. Even though Lin Gaoyang was very curious, he also knew that this was not something he could ask curiously about.

Mo Jingyan in the office was a little confused when he asked Lin Gaoyang that question quietly at first, but after Lin Gaoyang went out, he picked up the materials and read them again, and the mood he read twice became different. He was a little dumbfounded.Especially the excuse Lin Butler used to give the little guy was directly dismissed by the little guy frankly.

In the evening, as soon as Mo Jingyan stepped out of the car door, he was rushed by a small meat ball.

Mo Jingyan reprimanded lightly, "Stand still."

The little ancestor stood up obediently with great reluctance, "Momo, you are finally back. The little ancestor has been waiting for you for several hours. If you don't come back, the little ancestor will...just...will... go to the company to pick you up".

"Where did you learn that last sentence?"

Go to the company to pick him up, this little guy is really good, should he be relieved or moved.

The little ancestor put his hands behind his back, and said coyly: "I learned it on TV. Momo worked hard outside to support my little ancestor. It's right for my little ancestor to pick you up from get off work. Momo doesn't need to say thank you to my little ancestor."

Mo Jingyan sarcastically said, "Little guy, so you know that I work so hard to support you! Do you think I should receive some benefits for my hard work, or I will lose a lot of money."

The little ancestor hurriedly waved his hands, "It's not a loss, Mo Mo, it's not a loss to raise the little ancestor."

Mo Jingyan also felt that enough was enough, if the teasing continued, it would be bad if it really made people cry, but the little ancestor gave him a big surprise directly.

The little guy suddenly mysteriously stretched out his small fist in front of him, and then spread it out, "Here, Momo, the orb is very valuable, sell it, and the little ancestor also raises Momo, so that Momo doesn't have to go to work , if one is not enough, the little ancestor still has many, many more, all given to Mo Mo".

He is still outside the house now, and there are three or five servants around him doing gardening. This time, the little ancestor finally remembered Yan Jiabao's constant reminders, and did not conjure up many things in front of outsiders.

Mo Jingyan stared fixedly at the radiant bead on the little guy's white and tender palm, he knew it was worth a lot at a glance, and then what the little guy said just now, he still has many, many more.

He doesn't pay much attention to money. On the day he brought the little guy home, Mr. Yan also mentioned to him that the little guy has an invisible treasure house. He just listened to it, didn't care about it, and never thought about it Little treasure trove for the little ones.

The little ancestor saw that Mo Jingyan had been staring at the orb, but did not speak for a long time, and his eyes rolled around, "Is it true that Mo Mo doesn't have enough orbs, then..."'.

Mo Jingyan took the bead from his ancestor, and interrupted him when he was going to continue, "Enough, this one alone is enough for the two of us to eat for a lifetime".

Butler Lin on the side wiped away tears in relief. People are quite emotional at this age. The bead that the young master took out is indeed valuable, but it is definitely not enough to support the young master. It's just that the feeling of feeding back made him He, an outsider, was moved!

Compared to Butler Lin who was completely moved, Xiaojin, the classmate behind the pillar in the corridor in front of the house, complained sourly: "It's shameful to eat soft rice"!

Yan Lei, who floated behind him at some point, rarely asked, "Which one is better, eating soft rice or dragging oil bottles?"

Obviously, Uncle Ghost is still obsessed with the oil bottle that Xiao Jin said before. In his mind, he feels that he can't ask the little ancestor what is the oil bottle, because if he asks the little ancestor, it is tantamount to asking that man.

"This?" Xiao Jin scratched his head and thought for a while, a sly light flashed in his golden eyeballs, and he glared at Yan Lei behind him, "If you say you're dumb, you still don't believe it. At least we brought our own oil here, eating soft food is nothing but a white wolf, a thief loses face, let me tell you, don’t think about finding a female ghost to do soft food in the future, it will be very embarrassing ".

Halfway through Xiaojin's chattering, the audience had already turned around and drifted away.

This is called talking half a sentence without speculating, and listening to half a sentence is almost enough.

Mo Jingyan took the little ancestor's hand into the house together, and with the other hand he tightly held the bead that the little guy gave him. This was the first time someone gave him something without purpose, no, it was It was given to him with the purpose of raising him.

As for what happened during the day, no one mentioned it. Except for the occasional haggling by the little ancestor, the meal was enjoyable and very warm. Of course, this is the picture in Lin Butler's eyes.

As the saying goes, good things do not go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles away.

When Nan Luo sent Nan Zhao Wu back, he forgot to tell the child not to go out and talk nonsense about today's affairs, put him at the door of the house, and hurriedly drove to the old house.

Just when Nanzhaowu was about to push open the iron gate to go in, a little girl came out of the small bungalow next door and ran out. The girl obviously saw Nanzhaowu standing at the door, "Xiaowu, where did you go just now? I didn't see you when I went to play with you before."

Although he didn't like this young lady who was always pestering him at home, Nan Zhaowu, who was brought up to be a little gentleman since childhood, still politely said "Hello, Sister Donna".

The little girl imitated the adults, and patted Nan Zhaowu on the head, "Well, Xiao Wu is also good."

Nan Zhaowu, who was patted on the head, no longer cared about the gentleman, and shrank his neck to avoid "you can't pat your head, and you will not grow tall".

The little girl withdrew her hand in embarrassment, and repeated the question that hadn't been answered just now.

"Xiao Wu, where did you go to play just now? Why didn't you invite me to play together? It would be fun to play together." The little girl's tone was slightly coquettish.

After all, Nanzhao Wu is a child, and he can't hide things or words. The most important thing is that no one has told him to hide this matter so that no one else will know.After a little hesitation, he told the little girl what happened when he followed the little uncle to his friend's house as a guest today.

A child of this age is very precocious, and has a faint awareness of the problem of face. After Nan Zhaowu finished the last sentence, he snorted softly and added, "Sister Donna, isn't that child too much? Who cares to rob him?" That Mo Mo, Xiao Wu should not be friends with him in the future."

After listening to Nan Zhaowu's words, the little girl, Wang Duona, echoed angrily: "That must be a bad boy, Xiao Wu, don't play with him, just let's play together."

Nanzhao Wu really wanted to say that the little guy wasn't so bad, and he didn't want to play with girls either.

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