The old man was so scolded by Chi Yebai that he didn't dare to make a sound, but he was used to being rigid, and he didn't want to give in. He stuck his neck and didn't make a sound, and the atmosphere froze instantly.

Chi Yebai threw down the shells of melon seeds that had been peeled off, and warned: "The owner of this workshop has long since wanted to keep you. If it wasn't for the fact that Young Marshal Mo and Mrs. Mo valued you so much, you thought you would have a chance to sit down." Here, listening to the daughter of the master of the workshop sing with your own ears?"

The old man must have reached the point where he couldn't bear it any longer, and he was shaking with anger, "Do you think we are willing to sit here? If it wasn't for the sake of Young Marshal Mo and Mrs. Mo, you think we would be willing to come here and teach the little ones of the Mo family." Miss.

With your connivance, can you see what this child has been taught by you?

If Mrs. Mo knows..."

Chi Yebai smiled "hehe", "So what if you know? When Siyu grows up, she was going to take over the owner's gambling house and Lan Kwai Fong. Could it be that you expect her to be like the eldest lady of the Mohist family, with a strict temper, Can't even scold a few words when being bullied?"

Hearing Chi Yebai mention his favorite student, the old man was so angry that even his regrowth beard was trembling: "What's wrong with Miss Mo Family? She is well educated, kind-hearted, and considerate of etiquette.

Looking at the entire city of Jincheng, is there any lady who is more beautiful than her? "

The old man stretched out his skinny fingers and pointed at Mo Siyu, who was simply riding the five or six-year-old boy like a horse, "This kid is smart and has aura. He can learn everything without a teacher. Zitong, what a pity, what a pity, he was so thoroughly taught by you.

You, you yourself are ignorant and have a bad mind, and you teach such a good child like you..."

The more the old man talked, the more heartbroken he became, and he spoke righteously.

Chi Yebai: "..."

Chi Yebai's eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring coldly at the old man in front of him, his whole body felt chilly.

Siyu on the stage saw Chi Yebai being insulted and accused, and instinctively defended him, "Old man, my godfather is someone you people can blame at will? I'm afraid you are getting impatient.

You all eat my godfather, drink my godfather, live in my godfather, my godfather raises a pug dog than raises you group of idiots.

At least the pug knows how to please my godfather, he will wag his tail at my godfather, what are you parasites..."

If you don't make a sound, you will be arrogant, and you will be arrogant and domineering to the extreme, just like a little devil in the world.

A little girl who is only over two years old, how can she be so bad?

The old man was so insulted by Siyu that he almost couldn't breathe, his thin fingers tremblingly pointed at Mo Siyu on the stage: "It's ruined, it's ruined, the old man has no face to see Young Marshal Mo.

How did this child become like this, so impolite at such a young age, full of obscene language, how can he be okay when he grows up? "

The other old men also shook their heads and sighed after hearing the words, and persuaded: "We have tried our best. It is indeed due to the environment that the young lady of the Mo family has grown up like this. We can only hope that this battle will end soon. Young Master Mo and Young Master Mo Madame spend more time to come out and train this child properly."

Chi Yebai sneered coldly: "You old fellows think beautifully, Mrs. Mo is far away in the south, and the battle between the Mohist army and the Gong family is in full swing, so how can you take care of this child?

Even if Mrs. Mo blames it, the owner of this workshop can still say that it was you old men who failed to teach well and spoiled the goddaughter of this workshop owner..."

Just as he was talking, Sister Hua rushed in in a panic: "Master Chi, it's not good, it's not good..."