Chapter 160

Mo Zhengyang blushed at Murong's words.

But he just wanted to get back, but he was stopped by a faint hum from the inside.

He's not really a child anymore.

In addition, he has been taught for some time.

At this time, I was surprised that I was too depressed.

It also seems too small.

Thinking of this, he was somewhat discouraged.

Even raised his head and quietly looked at Mo Xiyan.

For fear that she might annoy herself.

After all, Murong Yu is her cousin. It seems that her feelings are still very good.

But what disappointed him, Mo Xiyan's attention was not on him.

She was talking to Mrs. sang.

"Grandma, thank you so much for this time. If it weren't for you, Xiaobai would be hungry."

A few days ago, she asked Xiaobai to stay.

Because it is a wolf, I forget that it needs to be fed.

Or Mrs. sang thought that when she came back, Xiaobai was afraid that she would be dead.

As for Qingqing, she is not worried.

That little thing only bullies others, but no one bullies it.

In fact, instead of worrying about its hunger, it's more reasonable to worry about what it should not eat.

"What are you polite to your mother-in-law?"

Mrs. sang shook her head gently. "I didn't help, but I stuttered."

At this point, her eyes lit up instantly. It can be seen that she loves Xiaobai very much.

Mo Xi Yan said sincerely, "this is already very good."

Mrs. sang continued to smile and shake her head.

The atmosphere between them is very good.

On the one hand, Mo Zhengyang was relieved, but on the other hand, he was a little lost.

Originally, in Mo Xiyan's eyes, is he really nothing?

Li Zheng saw Mo Zhengyang's expression in his eyes. He couldn't help sighing, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Yang, go to the kitchen and see if your mother needs help."

"OK."

Mo Zhengyang looked at his father gratefully, got up and ran to the kitchen.

Murong Yu glanced at Mo Zhengyang, who had fled, and remembered coldly that he was just a boneless man. How dare you fight with me?

This man will never be his own enemy. He will never have to take care of it again.

But Mo Zhengyang is only one. What if there is a second and a third?

After all, don't cherish Yan's excellence. Anyone who has met a man can easily be attracted by her, right?

Murong Yu decided to let everyone know that he had labeled this woman.

He thought for a while, then turned his head to Li Zheng and said, "Li Zheng, I want to ask you a favor. Can you?"

Li Zheng nodded, "of course, you are Xi Yan's cousin. Anything I can help."

"Well, my cousin has been back in Mojia village for some time, thanks to the care of others."

Murong Yu looked at Mo Xiyan and smiled gently. Then he looked at Li Zheng again and continued, "I want to put water in the village for ten days. I want to ask Li Zheng for help. Please come and have a lively time together."

"Ten days?"

Li Zheng was surprised and obedient. It's really a big deal.

I'm surprised.

Mrs. sang and Dr. Yang were also greatly surprised.

They know that Shang Feng is a businessman and rich.

But I don't know. He can have money here.

Ten days of running water.

And invite the whole village.

How much will it cost?

Just thinking about it, they all feel numb on their scalp.

Mo Xiyan was not surprised. She just wondered what Murong Yurong was thinking.

Murong Yuquan didn't care about the people's eyes.

He just nodded with satisfaction and smiled, "yes, it depends on whether you can help."

Li Zheng responded directly, "help, naturally help, after all, this is also a good thing."

But his scalp was numb under Murong Yu's smile.

I don't know if it's my own illusion. I always feel that this young master Shang.

Although his face is smiling, it gives people a great sense of oppression.

Really worthy of being a businessman?

Those who travel from south to north have even become tough.

If Zhengyang can follow him to exercise, will it be better in the future?

As soon as Li Zheng's idea surfaced, he was pressed down by himself.

What's he thinking.

Mo Zhengyang's Thoughts on Mo Xiyan are not clear to him?

How can we send him to Shangfeng?

What if there is some friction between rival lovers?

"That's it."

Murong Yu chuckled, shook the wine glass, lifted his head, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Next, Li Zheng discussed the details of the water mat with Murong Yu.

Mrs. sang and Dr. Yang were all involved.

When Mo Zhengyang came out with the dishes, he saw such a scene of heated discussion.

When he put down the dishes, he looked at Mo Xiyan, the only empty one, and asked, "what are they talking about? So excited?"

"Oh, nothing. My cousin wants to put a water banquet in the village for ten days."

Mo Xiyan took a bite of chicken and said casually, "your aunt is not cooking. There are too many of these."

"Ten days?"

Mo Zhengyang was so surprised that he didn't hear the sentence behind Mo Xiyan, so he turned and went back to the kitchen.

He was really hit.

His current strength, in front of this fashion, really doesn't even deserve to lift shoes.

Hehe, sure enough, what his father said was right. Mo Xiyan was never what he could think of.

Mo Zhengyang finally figured it out.

But he had no way to face Mo Xiyan.

So he didn't leave the kitchen until the running water mat was over.

In this regard, ah Liu and Li Zheng were helpless, but they didn't force it.

Apart from Mo Zhengyang, everyone ate quite happily.

After saying goodbye to Li Zheng and his wife, Mo Xiyan left with them.

She first sent Dr. Yang back, then looked at Zhang Ye, and then went back to her house.

As for Murong Yu, she asked him to send grandma sang back and let him wait for her at home.

Murong Yu naturally dared not listen to her words.

And it's on the way.

Mrs. sang talked to him as she walked.

"Xi Yan is a good child. If you really have a heart, treat her well and don't make her sad..."

She said all the way.

What's rare is that Murong also listened all the way.

Listen, he nodded from time to time and said, "I will."

They arrived at Mrs. Sang's house before long.

Mrs. sang didn't stop talking. She continued as she opened the door.

"Don't blame the old woman for talking too much. Some things you young people don't understand and cherish. Often, you have to regret later. I don't want you to do the same."

"Yes."

Murong Yu nodded, and he thought so.

So don't cherish Yan, he will take it.

"It's nice of you to listen to my old woman."

Mrs. sang kept her eyes on Murong and said secretly that the child was also a good one. She was just right for her.

She looked at Murong Yu, nodded with satisfaction, and pushed open the door.

Just unexpectedly, as the gate of the courtyard was opening, a white shadow rushed towards Murong like a strong wind, threatening