Chapter 1915

Looking at Yamamoto Wu carefully looking east and West, for fear that others will hear him mention Yamamoto Xiuer here, Mo Qifan holds back a smile and pushes Yamamoto Wu to the dining table.

Then he hesitated.

Li's dining table is rectangular.

Li Xiaowei and Li Xiaoke have to be next to Mu wennuan for dinner these two days.

Mu wennuan left Li Xiaowei, right Li Xiaoke, and he and Li Xiuting Li Ruixuan sat opposite, looking at the mother and son three interaction.

Mrs. Jane sometimes comes to the table. She just takes a seat.

Mu wennuan insisted that she serve, so she had to eat with everyone.

This meeting son pushed Yamamoto to the dining table, Mo Qifan didn't know where to arrange Yamamoto.

Normally, the most noble position of a rectangular table is on one side.

That position is facing the door.

However, it's a little inconvenient to eat vegetables in that position.

It's not as convenient as sitting opposite to each other.

But at Yamamoto's age, he should be in that position.

If we pay attention to gifts, Yamamoto should also be there.

But if it's comfortable to eat, that's not a good position.

Eye year with everyone came over, Mo Qifan took advantage of everyone not sitting, first low cough, and then said: "Mr. Yamamoto, do you sit first, or next to me and Xuanxuan?"

In the end, Mo Qifan left the choice to the old man himself.

In this way, he has no responsibility.

Where does the old man care what the first is not the first, he said directly: "let me be next to my grandson."

But when he finished his sentence, Mo Qifan was even more upset, "do you want to be next to Ruixuan or Xiaowei Xiaoke?" You have to choose one, three. He also chooses dyslexia.

After Mo Qifan asked, the old man turned to look at Li Ruixuan, then Li Xiaowei and Li Xiaoke. Then, he also chose the difficult disease, "can we all be next to each other?" I like them all. I really like them, so I want them all next to each other.

At the moment, he even thought that at noon, his brain must be pretty funny, that he would be so fierce to Li Ruixuan, that he would ignore the child, and that the child looked so good.

"No This time, Mo Qifan answered directly.

No matter where the old man sits, one left and one right can only be next to two, not three, so he can answer this one.

At this time, Li Xiaowei climbed to the dining chair, separated from him by a position, and Li Xiaoke also climbed up.

The space left by the two villains is naturally reserved for mu wennuan.

As a result, when Yamamoto saw it, he fell in love with the position. He raised his hand and said, "I want to sit there, next to Xiaowei and next to Xiaoke. HMM, next time I'll be next to Ruixuan."

His voice was not high or low enough to be heard by everyone present.

Li Xiaowei immediately blew up, "this is my mommy's position, I have to be next to my mommy, so is Xiao Ke."

Therefore, if Yamamoto wants to be next to him or Li Xiaoke, he can only choose to sit next to Li Xiaowei or Li Xiaoke. In short, it's impossible to sit next to both of them.

The little guy just finished, mu wennuan came over, "Xiaowei, how to talk to the elders?"

Mu wennuan's voice was warm and soft, and her expression was warm and soft. She just said a word, but it was like a clear spring pouring on the fire of Li Xiaowei. In an instant, it put out the fire of Li Xiaowei. The little guy scratched his head. First of all, she reflected that he was really impolite.

Although he doesn't like Yamamoto much, even if Yamamoto is cruel to his mother and little brother, he is the elder. So it's wrong for him to be impolite.

After thinking about it, Li Xiaowei stood up, stepped back and realized to Yamamoto, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't hurt you."

Although the voice of apology is not so soft, on the contrary, it is more serious, but no matter how serious he is, he can't suppress the strong taste of small milk sound and the small appearance. It's just too cute and lovely.

Yamamoto was first attracted by his words, and then attracted by his small appearance. As soon as Li Xiaowei finished speaking, he did not wait for Mo Qifan to push him. He pushed his wheelchair towards Li Xiaowei.

"No, Xiaowei is not fierce at all. I don't need to say sorry to my granddad. It's my granddad who is not good and has to take your mommy's place. Well, I'll just sit next to you now. I'll go next to Xiaoke for the next meal and next to Ruixuan for the next meal. Well, that's just right."

He pushed the wheelchair to Li Xiaowei's side and said, "come on, my grandfather is sitting next to you now."

Over there, sister-in-law Jane has been confused. Is this person not going to leave?

So this meal, the next meal, the next meal, even three meals are going to eat here?

In fact, it's not only Li Xiaowei, she doesn't like Yamamoto either.

With Yamamoto Wu protecting Yamamoto Xiuer, she doesn't like it.

When Li Xiaowei heard that monkey Yamamoto only said that he was next to him instead of robbing Mami's position, and he was not angry, he immediately became very happy. "It's a nice name to call granddad. I'll call you granddad in the future?"

"Well, do as the Romans do. People here all call me that. So call me that. Come on, let me hear it?" Yamamoto's eyes warmly began to coax Li Xiaowei to call him great grandfather.

Otherwise, everyone in the villa doesn't call him well. His son-in-law doesn't call him his father. His granddaughter and grandson-in-law don't call him his grandfather. None of the three little guys call him by eight classics, so he has to break through one quickly.

Otherwise, it would be very awkward to stay in the villa of Li family.

Not even a title.

Li Xiaowei looked at Li Xiuting. His father didn't look at him at all. He hesitated and looked at mu wennuan, but his mother nodded at him. In his mind, the picture of Yamamoto apologizing to his mother to his little brother and his grandfather flashed. He felt comfortable immediately, and then called softly, "great grandfather."

"Ah." The old man answered immediately, and his eyes became moist.

He couldn't see clearly in front of him.

Over the years, there are many people who greet him, all of whom are respectful and polite. But now through Li Xiaowei's voice, he suddenly finds that those people used to have no feelings for him. Only this child's voice makes him feel like a spring breeze. It's pleasant and comfortable.

Sure enough, the feeling was different when they called themselves.

"Xiaowei, call again. My grandfather hasn't heard enough." Yamamoto wiped his eyes, hoping that the child would continue to cry, and he would continue to listen.