Chapter 1191

"Get out of the way!" The year small Mu steps a meal, looked at intentionally does not let her see Grandpa's Mo Kun, both hands clenched into the fist.

Her father and mother are dead. Her grandfather is her only close relative.

Mo Kunming knew that she was worried, but he deliberately didn't let her see her grandfather. He would not have

In a hurry, Nian Xiaomu wanted to rush into the ward.

Just stepped out, but was drawn by ink forever.

Unlike Mo Kun, Mo Yongheng just grasps her wrist gently, pulls her to her front, and quickly pulls away.

He pulled it so far that Nian Xiaomu was a little far away from Mo Kun.

To last year small Mu's astonished vision, the calm opening.

"The head of the family needs to have a rest. You can go in and see him, but don't make any noise, and don't disturb him. You can only have a look and make sure he's OK. Come out as soon as possible."

Ink eternal finish, not waiting for the year small Mu agreed, first turn around to stand at the back of the ink is good.

Mo Chengliang really respects the old master. Naturally, everything is based on the health of the master. Hearing Mo Yongheng's words, he quickly agrees.

Mo Chengliang agrees. Nian Xiaomu wants to say anything more. It's useless. He can only agree with him.

Seeing Mo Chengliang coming forward, Mo Kun, who was standing at the door, wanted to stop Nian Xiaomu, but he was worried that he was too obvious, which made people suspect and only let them in.

Mohist family style does not like luxury. The style of Mohist villa and the residence of the old master are mostly elegant and unique.

The white ward is very large, but the setting is very simple, most of which are medical instruments.

Blue and white curtains, gently raised by the wind, let the room warm with the light from the window

Very comfortable, very bright.

I don't know why, just looking at the layout of the ward, Nian Xiaomu subconsciously felt that this was not the arrangement of Mo Kun, but the eternal brush of mo.

On the sickbed, Mo Chengxian, the leader of Mohist family, was white, with his eyes closed.

The resolute face and the courage of the senior person all the year round can't hide even the sick face. But now, he is accompanied only by the ticking of the instruments beside him.

"Grandpa..."

Seeing that he was dying and relying on medical instruments to hang his breath, Nian Xiaomu began to cry as soon as he opened his mouth.

In my mind, a second flashed many pictures.

It was a sunny afternoon.

Just like today.

The 13-year-old, who had just been picked up, was taken by her parents to visit her grandfather.

The leader of the Mohist family is famous for his majesty.

On the way, mom and dad told her that when they got to Grandpa, they were not allowed to be unbridled.

When I was a child, I had to be more obedient now. Don't make grandpa angry.

But when they got to Grandpa's house, he didn't wait to be informed. Grandpa had been waiting for them at the gate of the yard.

At the sight of her, full of serious face, I immediately began to smile and waved to her lovingly.

"Six six, come on, let Grandpa have a good look!"

On that day, all the people around the master of Mohist family were shocked.

No one has ever seen the "approachable" head of his hometown, even his two sons, who have always been adamant, change when he sees his granddaughter.

And that day was just the beginning.

Xiaomu was smart since he was young, and he was also a villain.

It's exquisite and lovely, but also has a small mouth that can make people laugh.

Every day, she was tortured by a group of heirs' training. As soon as the head of her hometown inquired about her lessons, she always clapped her chest and said that she had no problems.