Chapter 128

The old lady raised her hand to wipe her tears. She was distressed and helpless. "Don't cry. Since she decided to have a child, take good care of herself. He likes you."

In front of the old lady, she completely opened her heart. The grievances she had accumulated for a long time seemed to open the gate, and her emotions poured out with tears.

She nodded. "I know, brother said the same."

The old lady wiped away her new tears and asked, "do you think mucher is good to you?"

Mo Rong Yan Hui thought for a moment. Indeed, except for simucher's temper after being drunk, he is really good to himself on weekdays. He never speaks loudly and doesn't let himself do anything. He is very gentle. It can be said that he holds himself in the palm of his hand.

She nodded.

"Then why don't you try to be happy and get along with muche? Look, you are husband and wife now, not brothers and sisters. You should treat muche as a husband, not a brother."

The old lady paused and continued, "grandma knows you don't like mucher, but she also knows you don't hate him, right? You grew up together. You know his temper. It's not grandma's bias. Let the past pass. You have to look forward. What's more, now that you have children, you should try to get along well with mucher. "

Her face continued to choke, and her eyelashes kept shaking. She knew what grandma said was very reasonable. They had married and had children. Nothing could change the current situation.

The old lady said earnestly, "grandma knows that this marriage is not what you want. You are sensible and don't want your family to worry about you. Listen to grandma's words, try to get along with her and completely erase your second brother simuche from your heart. Some are just your husband simuche. Maybe you will find that it's not as difficult as you think."

Her face has been holding a breath since she got married. She subconsciously thinks simucher is the second brother and they are still brothers and sisters, but they are doing the most intimate things, which makes her very exclusive of their marriage, even if she never says.

The old lady's hands were thin and bony, and her muscles bulged on the back of her withered hands, with a strong smell of years of wind and frost. It was not pleasant for her rough fingers to rub on her face, but her face gradually smiled.

Tears were still in her eyes and her voice was still trembling. She held the old lady's hand tightly, "grandma, I know, I'll try."

The old lady breathed a sigh of relief. Her breath finally dissipated. She was old and didn't have a few years to live. She didn't worry about the Xi family. What she worried about most was the children at home.

She grinned with incomplete teeth, and the wrinkles on her face were deep. "That's good, that's good, so grandma can rest assured."

Seeing face holding grandma out, the two brothers quickly got up. Xi Muqiao took grandma. Xi muche went to face and wanted to reach out to hold her, but she didn't expect face to avoid his big hand to touch her arm.

His outstretched hand was frozen in mid air, and a trace of loss crossed his face and passed away in a twinkling of an eye.

Just as he was about to retract his hand, a touch of soft warmth came into his palm. He suddenly looked up and saw a bright smiling face.

He was frozen, not only for his face to take the initiative to hold his hand, but also for the smile on his face.

After more than a year of marriage, he took the initiative to hold his face's hand. Fortunately, his face did not resist, but today she took the initiative to send her little hand to his palm, and the smile. After marriage, most of her face was expressionless, her smile was like a dragonfly, and her smile was very shallow. He had not seen her smile so brightly for a long time.

He looked at her as if he was stunned. During his bleary period, his face pinched his hand, and his tone was even a little happy. "What's the matter? Go to dinner quickly. I'm hungry and the baby is hungry."

Simucher suddenly felt that his throat was very dry, and the feeling of acid swelling rushed straight to the lacrimal gland. He tried to restrain the liquid ejected by the lacrimal gland, but some tears were disobedient, and he escaped a little and filled his eyes.

His voice was hoarse and his fingers tightened. "OK, go to dinner."

Mo Rongyan looked at his tears swirling in his eyes. He was embarrassed to be seen. He turned his head, "what delicious food did aunt Zhou make for you? It's so delicious."

Mo Rongyan didn't expose him and let him lead him to the restaurant.

Seriously, over the past year, she really hasn't seen him well, and she never thought that he would be so red eyed because of his actions and words.

She turned her head and looked at the man's handsome side face with mixed feelings in her heart. As grandma said, this man really loves himself. The days in the future are still so long. Why should she live in the past and not work hard for the future?

No matter whether he was really drunk or under the guise of being drunk, she blamed him, but after marriage, she knew that even if she blamed him, she couldn't change anything, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

After lunch, the old lady was very interested because the children came back. For the first time, she chatted with the children for a while, but she couldn't resist being old. She went back to her room and had a rest soon.

After greeting yuan Sufei and Xi Muqiao, Xi muche and Mo Rongyan also returned to their room. Their room was on the second floor. When they went up the stairs, Mo Rongyan's feet had not fallen on the steps, so Xi muche held them up.

She didn't struggle and let him carry her back to the room. He was careful and his face was nervous, which made her laugh.

"Mucher, don't be so careful."

Shimucher put her on the and helped her take off her shoes. He said, "yes, the doctor said to be careful for the first three months“

He looked up and looked at her very seriously, "face, I'm very happy."

"I know."

Don't smile. You're going to be a father. Can you be unhappy.

He sat by the side, bent his lips and touched her white face. Her face was much better than when she first came, and her pallor had faded.

"I thought I couldn't wait for this day."

He knew that it must have been grandma who said something to her face. When he first came out of the room, he saw that her face was still slightly red. She must have cried.

She opened the quilt and motioned him to come in. For the first time, she looked at simuche seriously and reached out to touch the corner of simuche's eye for the first time.

She said, "murcher, I can't guarantee that I can fall in love with you, but I want to break the status quo and am willing to try it. It may be two or three years, or a long time."

Simucher stroked her long hair to the side of her neck and helped her cover the quilt. He stared at the face that was deep into the bone marrow, and a little light appeared in his eyes, "it doesn't matter. I'm willing to wait. I'm very satisfied if you think so."