"I have seen His Royal Highness, I have seen..." Everyone smiled and stepped forward to greet him.

"It's all my own people, so there's no need to be too polite."

"Sister is back, sister is back." Xiaoliner cheered and was about to pounce on her and gave her a hug to her, who had not seen her for many days.

Unexpectedly, a small figure flashed faster than her, then thrust into Qiaomu, hugged her legs and shouted, "Female donor, female donor! Female donor!"

Qiao Mu couldn't help but feel a little funny. He bent down and picked up the little monk, knocked on his little head, "I miss me."

"The little monk missed the female donor very much. When the female donor was away, the little monk couldn't sleep or eat and couldn't swallow it. Woo..." The little monk sniffed and nodded.

"I have no conscience." Wei Ziqin said funny and angrily, "I don't know who has been here so I have cooked various vegetarian food for you in different ways to make you happy."

"The female donor's mother." The little monk said angrily.

Qiaomu touched his little bald head with a funny look, "Mom, let's go in and talk."

The group moved into the main hall, gathered with laughter and joy, and talked about the matter of sending food to Xiluo Street yesterday. Xiaoliner pouted angrily and said, "It's such a fun thing, my sister doesn't say to take me there."

Wei Ziqin knocked on her daughter angrily and scolded softly, "You can use anything for fun."

"Dad, mom, second uncle and second aunt, younger brother and sister, we have brought you some small gifts and give them one cent." Mo Lian asked someone to move the things in and gave them all gifts.

What I gave my mother and second aunt was a pair of head decorations, what I gave my father and second uncle was a pair of calligraphy and paintings from famous artists, what I gave my younger brother was a set of four treasures in the study, what I gave Brother Xiaohu was a famous sword, and what I had made Xiaoliner was a pair of golden silk brocade wrist guards.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their gifts, happily holding them.

"This is for my aunt and Ruolan's cousin. If my mother goes to visit them, she will take them there."

"Okay, okay." Wei Ziqin nodded with a smile.

The little monk sat on Qiao Mu's lap, staring at the gift boxes of all sizes in everyone's hands with a look of eyes, and asked weakly, "I, am I, don't you?"

Qiao Mu couldn't help but feel a little funny. He shook his wrist and took out a fluffy, yellow and pink hat from the inner world, and put it on the little monk's bare head, "Good looking!"

"It looks good, hahaha!" Qiao Lin laughed and fell from the side.

"Did you see that? The lotus on it was embroidered by my sister! Do you like it?" Qiao Mu bent his eyes and looked down at the little monk and asked.

Mo Lian, who was beside her, could only slash the corners of her mouth silently.

I don’t know if my little wife’s hobby of embroidery lotus.

The little monk reluctantly pointed his little head, "It looks a bit ugly."

"Puff..." Everyone hurriedly held back their laughter, pretended to cough, and each brought teacup to drink water.

"Don't let me tell you." Qiao Mu bounced on his little head, "Wear it when you go back and go out shopping, don't always show your bare head."

“But it’s a little hot.”

Uncle Qiao Er choked on the tea. It was about to be hot. The little niece actually gave the little monk a plush hat. This was simply...

"Did you do morning class today?" Qiao Mu opened the topic.
Chapter completed!