Grandma smell speech, looking at Mo Han, eyes pray, "Mo Han."

"I will bring the little worry, but, Muqiao Na, grandma, now this situation is not suitable."

There was some obvious loss on Mrs. Mo's face.

Mrs. Mo came forward and grabbed Mo Han's arm. "Son, are you still in touch with that woman? She is a lost star. You see, since we met her, our family... "

"Ma." Mo Han coldly interrupted Mrs. Mo's words and then said, "Mom, I don't want to hear you say that about her in the future."

Mrs. Mo cried even more.

"You are so cruel to me. Is it easy for me to raise you so big? You are so cruel to me... "

Mo Han had a headache and stroked his forehead. "Mom, it's not easy for you to raise me. I know, but Xiaoyou is also my child. Have you ever thought about my feelings?"

Mrs. Mo's cry stopped suddenly. She looked at Mo Han inconceivably, "you, are you blaming me?"

Old lady Mo coughed softly, pulled Mo Han's sleeve and motioned him not to say more. Mo Han took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Muqiao, telling him about the situation here.

The message came back quickly, "OK, I'll pick her up this afternoon and send it to you."

"Mohan, are you sending a message to Muqiao?"

Everyone's eyes fell on him. Mo Han made a sound and stood up straight. "She will send the little worry later."

Old lady Mo wiped away her tears. "I knew that my eyes would not be bad, but I still hurt her, the child, kind With that, he turned his head and looked at the closed door of the emergency room.

Muqiao called his mother and said that he wanted to take Xiaoyou to hang out in the evening and pick up by himself.

Mother didn't ask much.

"Mom, where are you taking me?"

Muqiao looked at the fruit shop on the street. After thinking about it, she went in and bought a fruit basket. It's not worth money, but it's light in ceremony and heavy in friendship.

To the hospital downstairs, she made a phone call to Mohan, but no one answered.

Downstairs, standing for a while, the phone came back, "Muqiao, grandfather just woke up, where are you?"

"Downstairs, come down."

When Mo Han came down, Muqiao gave her the water fruit basket and wood small worry, and didn't ask more about the old man's illness.

Asked wood small worry a few words, she nodded to Mo Han, "that, I walk around, you finished, call me."

Mo Han opened his mouth and didn't say anything in the end.

Old lady Mo had been waiting outside the ward for a long time. When she saw that Mo Han came with Mu Xiaoyou, she welcomed him.

"Grandma..."

Mo Han frowned and corrected, "little worry, call grandmothers."

Mu Xiaoyou looked up at Mo Han, "Dad, what's grandparents?"

Mo Laofu's face, some embarrassed, she bent over, took wood small worry's hand, "is, Dad's grandmother."

Mu Xiaoyou didn't react for a moment. Suddenly she thought of something and looked at Mo Han, "Dad, is she your mother's mother?"

"It's smart to worry about it." The cold snow came out from the inside, squatted down and pinched on Mu Xiaoyou's face.

"Are you my aunt?"

The cold snow is a little surprised, "you How do you know? "

"My mother said that if you see a particularly beautiful aunt today, it should be an aunt. A very handsome uncle is an uncle, and..." She looked around and pointed to Mrs. Mo in the room with her head outstretched. "There's a beautiful young granny, just granny."

Mrs. Mo sat by her father's bed, hearing Mu Xiaoyou's words, her hand holding the tea cup trembled obviously, and her face couldn't hang.

"Xiaoyou, you are so cute." Han Xue said, and went forward to hold her in her arms, "well, what else did your mother say to you?"

Xiaoyou thought about it, and she pursed her mouth. "My mother said that my grandfather was ill. Let me talk to him more, let me tell him jokes, and say Let me listen to my father, because you are all my relatives. "

The child is only a few years old. Naturally, he won't lie. When everyone waits, there is no sound.

"Little Joe, you taught her well." She did not tell her children that the Mo family was not good to her, but taught them how to be filial. Old lady Mo patted her on Mo Han's arm, "Mo Han, she deserves your treasure."

Mo Han nodded and took over Mu Xiaoyou from Hanxue, "Xiaoyou, let's go to see grandfather."

Cold snow does not let go, "brother, I hold the same." It can be seen that Han Xue likes Mu Xiaoyou very much.

Mu Xiaoyou stood in front of Mr. Mo's bed. She didn't dislike the old man. She held his hand and said, "grandfather, you are my grandfather. What's the matter with you? Didn't you say you had to play with little worries? Why are you sick? Why don't you get up? "

Children are always innocent, and they don't beat around the bush like adults. Their words made everyone cry.

Mr. Mo opened his eyes and looked at Mu Xiaoyou. He said with a smile, "Xiaoyou, you're here.""Grandfather, my mother said you were very sick. What's wrong with you? Did you take the medicine? Every time I feel sick, my mother makes me take medicine. She says good medicine tastes bitter. Grandfather, you also take medicine obediently. After taking medicine, you will be well Then she lifted her toes and touched Mr. Mo's forehead. "Grandfather, you don't have a fever. Do you pretend to be sick, and you don't want to go to school Oh, no, you certainly don't want to go to work, do you? "

A group of people and so on, immediately can't laugh or cry.

Mo can not help but crack his mouth, raised his hand, rubbed her head, "grandfather this disease, medicine is useless, grandfather old, old people, will be sick."

Wood small worry is first Leng next, then, she began to shed tears, began to sob.

"What's the matter, why are you crying?" All of them were in a hurry.

The more Mu Xiaoyou cried, the more sad she was. "Grandfather, I don't want you to be old. Grandma said that when you are old, you will die. Grandfather, you said that as long as you are obedient, you will always accompany Xiao you? I'll be obedient, shall I? "

At the beginning of human beings, the nature is good. No matter what kind of festivals adults have, children's hearts are kind.

"Xiaoyou, who is not old? When people get old, they will die. This is the law of nature. "

Mu Xiaoyou cried louder. He turned around and hugged Mohan's leg. "Dad, mom says you are the best. Can you save grandpa? Don't let him die, Dad Can you help him, please? You save him

Mo Han's eyes were moist. He looked down at the crying child, bent over and held her in his arms. He didn't speak much.

The door "bang" a, push open from the outside, he Jie face pale to stand at the door, there is a big bunch of flowers on the ground.

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