Mo Chengxian has been ill for several years. No one has ever seen him in such a good mental state.

He has been in a wheelchair since he woke up.

Qi Yan asks people to call Mo Chengliang. When he says that Mo Chengxian has been able to speak, Mo Chengliang's expression is as tight as that of a ghost.

At the beginning, he refused. After thinking for a long time, he decided to believe Qi Yan's words. Come and have a look.

What he originally thought was that it was too difficult for him to speak. Even if Qi Yan could not make him fully recovered, he would be satisfied as a younger brother if he could make Mo recover his consciousness and live soberly.

Unexpectedly, when he really walked into the yard, he would see Mo Chengxian sitting in a wheelchair, and his eyes were hale and hearty staring at him!

The sharp eyes are like those of Mo Chengxian when he was in the market.

At that time, the leader of Mohist family was a person who would be admired by everyone!

But since he was ill, Mo Chengliang never saw such eyes again. Suddenly, he saw them. He was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

The expression is similar to that of Xiaomu now

When Nian Xiaomu just stepped into the yard, he saw his grandfather suddenly. The whole person was stunned, as if he had been under a fixed body spell, his eyes widened, and he was staring at the front.

What is the feeling of being more timid near the countryside? It's the feeling of Nian Xiaomu now.

She has no parents, only Grandpa.

In the past, because of her gambling with Mo Kun, she wanted to see her. Now her grandfather is in front of her, but she dare not see her.

That worry is an illusion.

The fear that Grandpa might disappear if she walked past, made her stand in the same place for a long time, red eyes, looking at the old man close by.

So is mo Chengxian.

Slightly hunched body, relying on a wheelchair, although the spirit of energy is a lot better, but compared to three years ago or too far.

He has lived to this age, suffered what he should have suffered, and enjoyed what he should have enjoyed.

The only thing that can't be put down is the huge Mohist School and his precious granddaughter!

"Nian Xiaomu, what are you doing? Grandpa is waiting for you." The colder I went to nianxiaomu, the thinner I opened my lips.

Careless words, but also with a reminder.

Mo Chengxian's body should not be too emotional.

Nian Xiaomu had to control his mood to appease his old man.

When Nian Xiaomu heard him, he sniffed.

Slowly walked forward, walked two steps, and looked back at Yu Yuehan, as if to get affirmation from his eyes, everything in front of her was not her illusion.

Her grandfather is really well.

Now sit in front of her

"Xin'er......" Hoarse two words, some fuzzy from the throat of ink is Xian.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the old man, who had been a great power for a while, turned his eyes red.

Trembling, he reached out to young mu.

"Grandpa!" The mood that year small Mu is forced to bear, cannot bear finally, straight toward Mo Cheng Xian to run past, jumped into his bosom.

Crying like a child!

"Nothing Just... " Mo Chengxian touched her head and began to talk with difficulty.

Young Mu noticed that her grandfather had not recovered. When he opened his mouth to speak, his mouth was still crooked and his pronunciation was not accurate.

What he said is very vague. If he is not familiar with him, he may not be able to hear what he said.

Xiaomu turns to look at Qi Yan.