Chapter 222

Mo Mu teased her grandson. Suddenly she thought of something and said:

"Where's Boyuan?"

Mo Xu shrugged again:

"How do I know where my brother is?"

"Don't know if you won't call? Let him come back quickly."

After seeing the change of her daughter-in-law, mother Mo decided to talk about the eldest son. Can the younger couple live apart for a long time?

It was hard to say before, but the daughter-in-law is now sensible. On the son's side, we have to knock.

For generations, the Mohist school has never produced Chen Shimei, but it can't be broken by her son.

Besides, how excellent is your daughter-in-law?

He was Xueba when he was young. Now he is only 25 years old. He has graduated from the doctor's degree. He is beautiful and gentle. How can those flirtatious goods outside compare?

Mo Xu felt that he was the lightest one at home.

Father doesn't hurt, mother doesn't love.

Take out your mobile phone:

"I see. I'll fight now."

However, just then, Jiang heard Xu make a noise:

"Mom, well, Ning Ning's father is still abroad."

I can't say what I used to call it.

Mo Mu nodded:

"Abroad? Forget it."

The kitchen aunt came out:

"The food is ready."

Because Mo's father and mother came back suddenly, the dinner in the old house was postponed for about two hours.

The old man waved his big hand:

"OK, eat."

You know, usually only the old man and the villain eat at this table. It's very lively tonight. All the people under the old man's name are here except Mo Boyuan's absence.

There are many dishes on the table. It's full of a big table.

The Mohist school doesn't have the rule of not eating and sleeping. Of course, if Mo Boyuan's turtle hair is there, let's talk about it!

"Jiang listens to Xu and would rather eat the chicken feet."

"It looks hot. Are you sure you can?"

A pair of eyes looked at his mother:

"Uh huh."

I dare not let my son eat such hot food, so I poured a cup of boiling water from the kettle:

"Put it in here and wash it before eating."

"Good!"

During the meal, Mo's father and father kept talking. Mo's mother sat between Jiang songxu and Mo Xu and talked with them from time to time.

Talking with my son is more about the company and telling personal questions when I'm old.

Mo Xu smoked the corners of his mouth, and then the rice was planed.

What else can Mo Mu do? In addition to sighing, he sighed. Finally, he twisted his little son directly.

This just smiled and looked at the daughter-in-law on the other side. The attitude was very different from that just now.

"Listen to me. Eat more and see how thin you are."

Fortunately, Mo's mother is not used to serving dishes. Jiang Xu knows that her mother-in-law cares about herself:

"Mom, you eat more, too."

"Ah ah."

Mo Mu immediately answered in a series.

After dinner, it was more than nine o'clock, and everyone was tired and went back to their room.

Jiang Tingxu didn't go either. He stayed in the old house tonight.

A little guy, after his aunt washed him, came to his parents' room with his little pillow.

Jiang congxu just came out after taking a bath. His hair was dripping with water and wiped it with a towel. He saw his son standing at the door.

"Come in ~"

"Uh huh."

When yunweitixiang was, mother and son slept together.

But now in the old house, villains always sleep in one room.

With Jiang's permission, of course, he was not happy. He threw himself directly into the big bed with a pillow and rolled around excitedly.