Chapter 371

Gong Waner looked at her and liked her more and more. She gave birth to a pair of children to Mo Zhaoyun. Her long cherished wish was fulfilled and she was very satisfied. She looked at Mo Zhaoyun and said, "look, I said it was a daughter."

"Yes, yes, my wife is wise." Mo Zhaoyun said with a spoiled face.

Gong Waner tooted his mouth, gently hooked Dangdang's chin and said, "I'm my mother. This dishonest man is your father."

Not serious? When did he become unseemly?

Mo Zhaoyun feigned anger and said, "late son, don't damage my image in front of my daughter."

"What image? If you don't have an image, it's not serious!" Gong Waner returned without giving Mo Zhaoyun face.

Mo Zhaoyun smiled bitterly.

Many years later, Mo Zhaoyun remembered this day and knew that he was a daughter slave. As expected, he had no image in front of Dangdang.

……

Soon, Dangdang will have a full moon, and Gong Waner will have a month, and will be liberated.

On the same day, the family of five went back to Mo's house. Mo's mother had to put a full moon wine at home. They had no choice.

After three rounds of wine, after eating and drinking, Mo's mother held Dangdang and said, "evening son, it's too small to see Dangdang now. We must have a banquet to celebrate on the hundred day." Dangdang is the youngest person in the family and is naturally favored by all kinds.

Hundred days? That happened the last time I tinkled for a hundred days.

"I'd better not," said Gong Waner.

Mo's mother insisted and said, "it must be. I'll leave it to me, so you don't have to worry about it."

Gong Waner was helpless and didn't speak again. When she got home, she said to Mo Zhaoyun, "Zhaoyun, do we really want to have a hundred day banquet?"

Mo Zhaoyun smiled and knew that Gong Waner was afraid. He hugged Gong Waner and said, "don't worry. If mom wants to toss, let her toss."

"But..." Gong Waner still didn't want to.

Mo Zhaoyun didn't speak any more. In fact, he already had an idea in his heart.

The day before the hundred day banquet, Mo Zhaoyun came back very early. Gong Waner was surprised and asked, "aren't you very busy these two days?"

"I'm finished." Mo Zhaoyun returned.

Gong Waner disagreed and said, "Mom just showed me the banquet list and the menu. She has decided. I see, mom is really careful this time."

Mo Zhaoyun nodded and said, "but we won't attend."

Won't attend?

"What?" Gong Waner was a little excited. Her voice almost woke Dangdang up. She quickly coaxed Dangdang, and then walked to Mo Zhaoyun and asked in a low voice——

"What did you just say?"

Mo Zhaoyun hooked his lips, put his hands on Gong Waner's shoulder and said, "I've booked a ticket to fly to Bali. We won't be here tonight."

Gong Waner's mind is in a mess. It's like a bomb. She doesn't know how to react.

"Our family of five took advantage of this opportunity to play," Mo Zhaoyun said softly.

Gong Waner was slightly stunned and said, "but mom is ready. If we don't go, she will be angry."

"Nothing, just let them be lively. In fact, there is no difference between us and without us, isn't it?" Mo Zhaoyun said.

After hearing this, Gong Waner felt some truth. Now she was a little excited and said, "great, Xuanxuan and Dingding will be very happy."

"Are you unhappy?" Mo Zhaoyun asked, disappointed.

Seeing this, Gong Waner smiled, tiptoed and kissed Mo Zhaoyun on the cheek, and then ran out shyly to tell Xuanxuan the good news.

That night, their family of five boarded the plane to Bali.

At the dinner the next day, Mo's mother wanted to call Mo Zhaoyun when she saw that they hadn't come yet, but it was always turned off. After asking Mo Qi, she knew that Mo Zhaoyun's family had gone to Bali.

"This child," said Mo's mother, her tone full of helplessness.

At this time, Mo Zhaoyun and Gong Waner walked on the beach of Bali with Dingding in their arms. Where's Xuanxuan? He was so happy that he was standing in the sea and playing with the sand.

Gong Waner smiled and told Xuanxuan, "Xuanxuan, be careful."

"I know, mom."

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening in Bali, the breeze is provocative.

"Late."

"Hmm?" Gong Waner just turned his head and felt Mo Zhaoyun's breath. The next second, his kiss fell down.

This kiss, on the beach, is longer and sweeter.

"Night, I love you."

"Me too."