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Mo Xiaomi was waiting anxiously. At this moment, the time seemed very long.

"Dudududu..." Mo Xiaomi was very anxious and hoped that someone could answer the phone as soon as possible.

"Hey, hello, this is the Wu family." A gentle woman's voice came, making Mo Xiaomi breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hello, I am Mo Xiangshan's granddaughter. I'm looking for Grandpa Wu. Can you ask him to answer the phone?" Mo Xiaomi said, don't hang up the phone, be sure to be at home.

"Please wait." The woman said, "Old man, a little girl said she was Mo Xiangshan's granddaughter, and she had something to come to you."

Mr. Wu, who was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper and listening to the radio, was stunned and quickly got up: "I'll come here to answer the phone immediately, don't let the other side hang up."

From Mr. Wu’s quick movement just now, I really can’t tell that the old man is already seventy years old.

"Hey, I am Wu Jiepeng. Are you really the granddaughter of Brother Mo?" Mr. Wu said. Since he resumed work, he had never seen Brother Mo Mo after returning to Yanjing from Lihuawan. Although he usually wrote letters, sent things and money, Brother Mo was honest and only accepted the things and returned all the money.

Alas, thinking about the days when I squatting in the cowshed and being criticized, it’s so unbearable to look back on.

Fortunately, at that time, Brother Mo secretly sent food and pills to him and his wife at night, otherwise they would not have survived. When his old comrades and colleagues returned to Beijing, they had to come back all the time. Three or four out of ten, which shows how harsh the environment was at that time.

He and his wife were undoubtedly lucky to meet the kind-hearted brother Mo.

"Hello, Grandpa Wu, I am Mo Xiaomi, Mo Xiangshan's granddaughter." Mo Xiaomi said crisply, "My grandpa is at No. 12, Caojia Hutong, Hualian Street, Nancheng District, Yanjing. Now my father and his family are beating my grandpa. Can you come to save us?"

"What?" Mr. Wu couldn't believe it, "No. 12, Caojia Hutong, Hualian Street, Nancheng District, right?"

"Yes, you bring more people here, they are a lot of people, they are very bad." Mo Xiaomi explained, "My grandpa will explain to you at that time, please come here quickly and help us."

Mo Xiaomi is young, and those words are not suitable for her. Besides, if Mr. Wu cares about his grandfather, he will come to help them.

"Okay, Xiaomi, I'll go over immediately and ask your grandpa to hide first. Don't fight hard. I'll come over immediately." Mr. Wu was worried that Brother Mo would suffer a loss, so he told him. After hanging up the phone, he immediately called his eldest son and second son and asked them to take people directly to Caojia Hutong.

Old Mrs. Wu came down from the upstairs and saw Mr. Wu’s angry look, and asked, “You old man, why are you quarreling in broad daylight?”

"Brother Mo is here in Yanjing. It's very dangerous now. I have to go and see it." Mr. Wu said, "Xiao Liu, Xiao Li, you guys hurry up and drive, we're going out soon."

"Are you talking about Brother Xiangshan?" asked Old Mrs. Wu, a little surprised and even more anxious.

"Yes, you're waiting at home, I'll leave first." Mr. Wu walked out quickly, not knowing the reason or what was going on, so he could only do it in a hurry.

Old Mrs. Wu was also very grateful to Mo Xiangshan, so she followed and said, "I'll go too, so I can't let Brother Xiangshan be bullied."

So the two guards took Mr. Wu and Mrs. Wu to Caojia Hutong.
Chapter completed!