Yu Fei is not familiar with the place where she lives in MoZhuang, and there are many foreigners in MoZhuang these days, so it's hard to avoid mixed people. Yu Fei accompanies Xiaohan to stay in the children's room on the third floor.
Xie Baoling doesn't have much contact with Mohist people all the time. At this time, she naturally doesn't go to social intercourse. Seeing Yu Fei and Xiao Han playing in the children's room, she naturally stays in the children's room.
For a while, aunt ye and the other two nannies suddenly stood up.
Yu Fei looked up and saw two people coming. The one in front of him looked about fifty years old, and the other was older.
The man in his mid-50s, with a strong aura, immediately reminds Yu Fei of Mo Zhenzhong.
Also quickly stood up.
Xiao Han came out of the revolving slide and looked at Mo Zhenzhong with a crooked head. He cried out with milk, "grandfather."
Mo Zhenzhong squats down in front of Xiaohan with a smile, "Xiaohan, aren't you afraid of your grandfather?"
"With aunts, Xiao Han is not afraid." Xiaohan holds Yu Fei's hand.
Mo Zhenzhong is silent for a moment, and looks at Yu Fei. He is very beautiful, but clean, without any frivolity. He has a scholarly aura, which gives people a very good impression.
"You are Mr. Yu's daughter, Miss Yu Fei?"
"I'm Yu Fei. Mo always calls me Yu Fei." Yu Fei is generous and polite.
Mo Zhenzhong nodded his head. As expected, he was a very good girl. No wonder he could make Zhuo an like her.
"Baby, Grandpa will play with you, OK?" Mo Zhenzhong holds Xiaohan's hand.
"Good!" Xiaohan pointed to the children's revolving slide, "grandfather and Xiaohan slide, OK?"
"That slide is played by Xiao Han, and my grandfather is an adult. He can't get in. Baby skates, grandfather follows you below, OK
"Good."
Xiaohan let Yu Fei go and went happily.
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it is not a happy event to pay homage to the dead.
Although many people came to attend the memorial ceremony, they just got together, either drinking wine or talking in a low voice. There was not much noise in the ink house.
Gu Xiaoran and Mo Qing met the older generation and came out of the small hall, "why don't you see Uncle Mo?"
Today, Gu Xiaoran and Mo Qing went to Seoul with Mo Zhenzhong to sweep the tomb. After they came back, they didn't see Mo Zhenzhong all night. Uncle an accompanied the older generation.
"Every year at this time, my father is very depressed, always hiding in the study alone, do not come out to walk, this time should be in the study."
"You don't have to go with him?"
"He just wants my mother to accompany him."
Gu Xiaoran felt a little uncomfortable, covering the back of Mo Qing's hand with his hand, "tonight, I will always be with you."
"Good." Mo Qing embraces Gu Xiaoran's shoulder, "let's go to the hall."
The car didn't stop until it was in front of the villa.
"Who's back." Gu Xiaoran looks towards the entrance of the Mo house. The people who come to attend the memorial ceremony can only park in the parking lot outside the villa. Only the insiders can drive into the villa.
"Pangolin." Mo Qing takes Gu Xiaoran to the door.
Pangolin got out of the car, "penny Cheng is here."
Mo Qing's face is expressionless ground light point a head, "take care of her, don't let her use what demon moth."
"I know." Pangolin leaves.
Gu Xiaoran said, "she even dares to come to Mo house. Doesn't Cheng peini really know that her father is Han Jinbiao?"
Mo Qing's mouth is cold.
Cheng did not know that her father's name was Han Jinbiao instead of Cheng Guoliang.
However, Cheng peini did not come because of his father, but to see Xiaohan with her own eyes to confirm the accuracy of the information she bought from a Ling.
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