Send the little woman back to the manor to sleep.

Mo yanjue hurried to the old lady's house.

In a quiet house, Mo yanjue rang the doorbell.

It was Aunt Wang, the old lady's close servant, who hurried out. When he saw the cold moyanjue standing outside, he was stunned and surprised. "Young master, are you back?"

"And grandma?" His voice was cold and his face expressionless.

"The old lady just had supper and was watching and listening to opera in the living room." Aunt Wang replied with a smile, and the happy ones were written on her face.

There are very few people in this courtyard. Today, the young master is back. He is a little popular at last.

Mo yanjue strides straight to the living room.

See grandma in the sofa, go straight to her.

Standing up, he said, "have you gone to see Muqi?"

The old lady was dumbfounded, but she didn't expect her grandson would come to him.

Take a breath, "grandma is also for you. Where is your uncle's example? Grandma doesn't want you to follow your uncle's way. Do you understand?"

"I know what kind of person she is. Grandma can give 120 hearts." The posture is tall and straight, and the tone is full of affirmation.

"Your brother-in-law promised me the same tone at the beginning, but later?" The old lady was in a bit of a hurry, and the unbearable memory was like a wave after wave of tide covering her up, and her vision was blurry at once.

His second son, almost ten years ago, has no news. Who can understand my mother's psychology?

Since other people can't stand in her position and think for her, no one is qualified to talk with her about right and wrong.

"Uncle is uncle, I am me, grandma, I have my own ideas."

Seeing the old lady shed sad tears, Mo yanjue's heart moved slightly.

It's a big blow to grandma. He knows it.

But after all, not everyone is the same as aunt.

"How many women can you find?" The old lady was in a hurry and her eyes were full of tears.

"Grandma, I'll say for the last time, she's not the kind of woman you think!"

His face sank and his voice rose abruptly.

Aunt Wang, who was delivering tea, was shocked when she left. She immediately advised her kindly, "how can you still quarrel when you come back

"Come on, sit down and have some tea."

With Aunt Wang and slime, the atmosphere in the living room seems to have been eased.

But Mo yanjue still didn't mean to sit down. Seeing the old man in the sofa with cold eyes, he said, "nothing else, please pay attention to your body. I'll go first."

Aunt Wang was shocked, so she left?

The old lady's eyebrows and corners of her mouth trembled together in the sofa! Are you going to leave me one by one for the sake of women? "

The Mo yanjue who wanted to turn around stopped and said, "would you like me to be a bachelor all my life?"

The old lady was really going to be angry with him. Her face was red and she could not speak with trembling lips for a long time.

Aunt Wang quickly threw the tray in her hand on the tea table and went to appease the old lady. "Old lady, are you ok?"

"Medicine, take it!" A hand trembled and stretched out, so that it could not go up or down in a breath.

Mo yanjue's eyes were suddenly tightened, and he strode across, "grandma."

"Young master, what can I do now?"

Aunt Wang is crying. She stumbles to find the medicine. Then she comes back. Where else is there in the living room.

She chased out. Master Mo had already carried the old lady into the car and shouted at her, "Aunt Wang, get in the car now!"