Chapter 242

This is their first spring festival, and she really wants to spend it with him.

Even if her mother agrees with her and Xi Muqiao, Qiaomu estimates that she will not spend the new year with Xi Muqiao. If she leaves, there is only her mother at home, she will never leave her mother alone.

Xi Muqiao's eyelashes moved, stroked her sweat wet hair, drooped her eyes and said, "there are many opportunities in the future."

Ready to go downstairs, Jing Qian shrinks in the corner of the sofa and eats durian crisp.

Qiaomu screamed, and quickly ran to the wheelchair, picked up a meal and bit it down. Qiaomu was happy to cry.

Jing Qian looked at her smile, twisted his head and looked at the man not far away, holding durian crisp in his small hand, "uncle, eat, eat."

Xi Muqiao not only did not go forward, but stepped back a few steps, and there was a faint black line beating between his eyebrows.

"I'll give you ten minutes to get rid of these things. In ten minutes, I'll take care of them for you."

Finish saying, the man turns to go upstairs, leave two people a cold Su's back figure.

Qiao Mu did not doubt Xi Muqiao's words. Once before, Xi Muqiao directly carried the plate and poured everything into the garbage can.

"Eat quickly, and your uncle will throw away all these things in ten minutes!"

Jing Qian opened his eyes and said, "lose Throw it away

"Yes, it's a waste to dump it directly into the garbage collection, isn't it? Jingqian eats like an aunt."

Finish saying, Qiao Mu put half durian crisp directly into the mouth.

At 3:30, Qiaomu wants to go home. Jingqian was not willing to go home, but attracted by the new toys, he agreed, but he wanted to send his aunt home.

On the 30th day of the lunar new year, there are not many vehicles on the road. Many shops have hung up red lanterns. At a glance, they are red and festive.

"Xi Muqiao, I'll be 21 years old in the new year. You, another year old, 32 year old man, look, we're different in age. Does anyone say you eat tender grass?"

Qiao Mu was playing with the Chinese knot in the car. He didn't hear the man's voice and turned to look.

"Why don't you talk?"

"Why should I speak?"

Qiao Mu eyes a stare, "because I am asking you!"

The man looks ahead, the surface does not rise a trace of waves.

"If you ask me, I will answer. If there are many people who want to ask me, I will have to answer when."

Qiao Mu was angry and puffed his cheeks. Let it go.

Mr. Xi is very unhappy at the moment. What does it mean to be one year old again? Why does he not like to hear this!

Thirty two years old, mature, reserved, elegant, in his view, is the peak of men's moment.

As for whether the sentence said that he ate tender grass for his old cattle, it was true, and there were more than one or two. Of course, Mr. Yi Xi's arrogant careful thinking could not tell Qiao mu.

"I called my grandmother and mother this morning, but I still feel very embarrassed. As the daughter-in-law of the Xi family, I can't spend the new year with them."

"They will understand."

The temperature in the car is high, and there is a layer of water mist on the window. Qiao Mu sticks out his index finger and writes the name of Xi Muqiao. His fingertips are cold, but his heart is very warm.

"Will you take Jing Qian home today? Has Jingqian not seen Yan Yan for several days? When he dreams at night, he always calls mamina?"

Hearing his name, the little guy cocked his head and looked at it. Seeing that his uncle and aunt didn't mean to talk to him, he lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.

"I will take him back today, stay in my old house for two days, and then bring him back to Linlang Bay."

"Uncle, don't force words. She is willing to give birth to Jing Qian and raise her to three years old alone. She must have loved that man. She must have suffered a lot in recent years. Don't force her."

She turned to see Xi Muqiao, the man did not speak, the face was light, could not see what he meant.

She sighed to herself, knowing the seriousness of the matter that men could not easily compromise.

"I have discretion. You don't have to worry."

Old neighborhood.

On weekdays, the depression of the community suddenly lively, when Xi Muqiao's car slowly stopped, many people looked over.

The people who live here are not well-off families. They work hard to earn money to support their families. If the economic conditions are slightly better, they will move away immediately.

There are few people with cars here. Seeing a luxury car stop, they come to join the fun.

Among these people, Lin Wei is one of them. Through the front window, she can see the man in the driver's cab at a glance. Her eyes move to the left, and you can see Qiao mu.

She turned around, feeling a little overwhelmed and did not intend to continue to join the party.

"Grandma --"

hearing Jingqian's voice, Lin Wei's face was stagnant. She turned around and walked over.

Jing Qian ran to her with her short legs, opened his arms and threw herself into her arms. She kissed her face and giggled.Jingqian was wearing a red coat and a red hat. Her face was more delicate and white. Lin Wei's hard heart suddenly softened.

All the onlookers around were timid and whispering about the man and the beautiful child who drove the luxury car.

People here are busy with their lives every day. They seldom pay attention to the upper circles and financial newspapers. Naturally, they don't know Xi Muqiao.

Xi Muqiao took Qiaomu out of the car and put forward some gifts from the trunk. He pushed Qiao Mu to Lin Wei's face with a smile.

The man's Black Slim coat, upright posture, smile and nod to Lin Wei, "Mom."

This mother, really shocked Qiao mu, she looked at the gift in the man's hand, what the hell? When did he prepare it!

They all said that he did not smile when he reached out. When so many people looked at him, Lin Wei was not good enough to lose his face. With a faint hum, her eyes fell on Jing Qian again.

Qiao Mu quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that Lin Wei would not answer. Xi Muqiao could not hold her hand and walk away.

The onlookers couldn't hold their breath and asked, "Lao Lin, this is your grandson. How can I remember that Qiaomu University hasn't graduated yet?"

Lin Wei smiles at the man, "well, it's my grandson, not my grandson."

Another person asked, "well, this gentleman is your son-in-law. He is really good-looking. He is a man of ability. Lao Lin, you are really lucky."

Lin Wei smiles and doesn't speak.

"Well, Lao Lin, why didn't you move out to live with the children?"

Lin Wei just wanted to talk, but the man on one side said, "Mom, you can move over and live with us. It's very inconvenient for you to leave these neighbors. If you want to come back and have a look, I will send you back."

People around suddenly understood that Lin Wei was reluctant to part with their old neighbors. No wonder the children didn't move out when their economic conditions were better. Now, they were enthusiastic about Lin Wei for several times.

Xi Muqiao's words are obscure, but they give Lin Wei enough face. Lin Wei's face has always been light and a little loose.