Seeing the photo, the strange man smiled and looked at his daughter and granddaughter "insidiously". Mo Henian's breathing was as heavy as the red-eyed Angus cow, and became rapid.

"Finally, you have appeared!" Mo Henian gritted his teeth and punched the table.

He clearly remembered how Murphy came back from the countryside when he was pregnant more than five years ago. He forced her to ask her, but she refused to say that, and she hid in the room and cried secretly.

If Xixi hadn't been born later, the little girl's whispering in a ruthless voice, which temporarily calmed down the anger, Mo Henian wouldn't know when he would let go of her unhappiness.

But now, he appeared again! Mo Henian's resentment and anger at the time were once again rising.

This bastard made his daughter pregnant before marriage, and he took care of the child alone for three or four years!

I have been abandoned once, what is the point of reuniting again now?

Can it still cover up the fact that the previous scumbag is?

Mo Henian couldn't help it!

He stood up suddenly, and the chair under his butt was accidentally overturned, but the old man had no intention of helping him up. He angrily entered his bedroom, and took out an old Remington m870 from the locked gun cabinet.

The long barrel and classic horizontal non-slip wood handguards look no different from antiques.

But Mo Henian took out a few red-headed copper-bottomed shotguns from the bullet box, gritted his teeth and stuffed them into the bullet box. With a click, he pushed the pump and pushed the shotgun to the firing position. The antique gun suddenly turned into a big killer!

"If you don't let you go, the bastard, I, Mo Henian, don't have the surname Mo!" Mo Henian gritted his teeth and put the gun aside and began to clean up his clothes.

...

"Hey, A Meng, you are really. Feifei is married and has not revealed any news. Have you forgotten me, my best friend? Or are you worried that I can't afford the gift?" When I received a call from my former half-congratulations and half-blame friends in the entertainment industry, Murphy's mother Zhou Mengyu was also confused.

After some questioning, Zhou Mengyu understood the whole story.

Of course, Zhou Mengyu's feelings towards Yang Yi were similar to Mo Henian, but she was more calm and would not be so irritable that she would use a knife and a gun without asking clearly.

She also knew Mo Henian's temper, so Zhou Mengyu put down the phone on the landline and did not dare to call at home. Instead, she put on a windbreaker, carried her handbag, and hurried out with her cell phone, and went out to a coffee shop in the town to call her daughter.

But Zhou Mengyu never expected that she would have painted and painted on sticky notes and actually saw Mo Henian, and Mo Henian followed the clues and found them.

Zhou Mengyu, who was still unaware of the situation, was calling Murphy, but the one who answered the phone was Mo Xiaojuan.

Mo Xiaojuan seemed to be surprised by the call Zhou Mengyu, and even panic. She said hesitantly: "Auntie, are you looking for me? No, are you looking for Sister Fei? She is busy now, and she is participating in a notice!"

The woman's feeling was still very sensitive. Zhou Mengyu heard Mo Xiaojuan's panic, so she said suspiciously: "Do you know why I called?"

Mo Xiaojuan stammered and couldn't speak.

How could she guess?

But before, she, Murphy, and Yang Yi were all busy dealing with the public opinion crisis brought about by this exposure, and she never thought about the reaction of Murphy’s parents!

When Mo Xiaojuan just answered Zhou Mengyu's call, she immediately thought of it!

Yes! The media has been making a big fuss. Even if my uncle lives abroad, lives in the "country", and even if my aunt has left the entertainment industry for many years, their news will not be completely blocked!

After all, so many days have passed, it is impossible for me to receive any news!

Zhou Mengyu was not in the mood to play the game you guessed and guessed with Mo Xiaojuan. She then said in a reproachful tone: "Okay, Xiaojuan, you are no longer listening to your aunt! Murphy is getting married, you won't tell me about such a big thing?"

Mo Xiaojuan said hesitantly: "Auntie, you can't blame me for this! Sister Fei wasn't worried that my uncle could not sit still and wanted to make trouble with Yang Yi? So she didn't know how to tell you. Then this time she didn't know why she was exposed by the media..."

"Hey, you two, you really want to piss me off!" Zhou Mengyu said angrily, "Okay, I won't talk about you. Now, let's talk to me, who is this Yang Yi? Is it Xixi's father? What is his character?"

I have to change Mo Xiaojuan a few months ago, and maybe I still have to put some harm on Yang Yi at this time.

However, Mo Xiaojuan has long since turned against her, not to mention that Yang Yi is still her financial backer and boss, so she can only work hard to say good things to Yang Yi.

"It's Xixi's father, dear father! Yang Yi actually has a good relationship with Sister Fei! He is not bad, he is from a rural area in Anqing Province and has served as a soldier before."

When she heard this, Zhou Mengyu frowned. She felt it was a bit inappropriate. It wasn't that she looked down on rural people, but she felt that the background difference between Yang Yi and Murphy would be too big, which would lead to a big gap between the two, and many other disagreements in personality, hobbies, etc.!

Think about it, how many common topics can a soldier from a rural background and a female star who comes back from abroad and accepts new things in the entertainment industry?

Fortunately, Mo Xiaojuan's next words changed Zhou Mengyu's view.

"But Yang Yi is still very powerful. He wrote his own novels and sold very well, which made a huge fortune. He also knew music. He personally wrote songs for Sister Fei. Aunt, do you know? Sister Fei sold platinum records not long ago, and there are twelve songs in this album written by Yang Yi!" Mo Xiaojuan tried hard to tell Yang Yi's point.

"This is pretty good..." Zhou Mengyu has been in the entertainment industry after all. She knows that platinum records are difficult to get, and she also knows that the lyricist who can write the twelve songs in the platinum records is absolutely arduous. Her frowns loosen a little.

Zhou Mengyu lasted for more than an hour when talking to Mo Xiaojuan, and was trying to have a comprehensive understanding of the husband he chose from others.

When she returned to the farm, she happened to see Mo Henian going out with a fierce bag.

"Lao Mo, what are you going to do?" Zhou Mengyu had an ominous premonition in her heart.

Did he know?

"I want to go back to China, that boy is broken!" Mo Henian waved Remington in his hand and said angrily, "I let him hide as a turtle for a few years, and this time I finally caught him!"

Sure enough, I still know!

But now it’s not the time to ask how to know. Zhou Mengyu quickly stopped Mo Henian and said, “Old Mo, don’t worry! Your blood pressure is high, and the doctor said you can’t be angry!”

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Mo Henian said with a glaring eyes, "If I can't breathe down, I will never be able to rest in peace even if I die!"

Mo Henian is different from Yang Chonggui. He is more aligned and more irritable. Zhou Mengyu's persuasion will not have any effect on him.

"Hey, put down the gun first. If you want to return to China, why are you still carrying a gun?" Zhou Mengyu had to change his way of persuasion.

"I'm going to break up that bastard!" Mo Henian said with his eyes wide open.

"Then you can't take it back! Do you think someone will bring you a gun on the plane?" Zhou Mengyu said with a lot of laughter.

Mo Henian was stunned for a moment, and when he thought about it carefully, it was true.

So he took a step back, stuffed the gun into his wife's hand, and said, "I won't bring the gun anymore. I'll buy another kitchen knife and chop him up!"

Zhou Mengyu said softly: "Henian, don't be in a hurry, okay? Listen to me, things are not what you think."

"No matter what you say, I only believe what I saw! This bastard boy abandoned his wife and son and harmed our Murphy for five years. Do you think so?" Mo Henian said.

"You said this is correct, but now..."

"No matter what he has made to make up for it now, I look down on him! It has harmed our daughter. Shouldn't I beat him up?" Mo Henian interrupted Zhou Mengyu's words angrily.

Zhou Mengyu could only comfort Mo Henian's chest with his hands, so that he could relieve his breath, and said with a wry smile: "Yes, yes, it's really time to beat him up! But you have to think so, he is a junior, you are an elder, how can he say that an elder will come to us? Why do you have to ask him to come to us and apologize for guilt, right?"

This is a bit reasonable, which has inspired Mo Henian.

However, Mo Henian only shook for a moment and immediately became firm: "No, he is a bullshit? I didn't treat him as my own! This is a bastard boy who deserves to be beaten! Okay, don't say anything, I have to go back!"
Chapter completed!