Mo Xiuxiu said: "There was a little problem at first, but now it's all gone. Zeng Hao brought his grandmother home from the village, and my mother-in-law didn't dare to do anything else."
Mo Yunqing nodded, Zeng Hao is a good guy: "That's good, is there something wrong with you coming back this time?"
Mo Xiuxiu sighed slightly and said, "My mother wanted me to introduce someone to my second brother, so she called me back."
Mo Yunqing frowned: "You are almost pregnant, you shouldn't run back and forth."
Mo Xiuxiu didn't know, but what could she do: "I know, I refused, but my mother and I also know it."
Mo Yunqing knows a little bit about Mrs. Ye. She is a top-notch person. As for Mo Xiuxiu's mother, she is about the same as Mrs. Ye.
"What did your grandfather say?"
Mo Xiuxiu never expected her father to say anything. After all, her mother had been the one to decide everything since childhood: "My father didn't say anything."
Mo Yunqing didn't know what to say anymore, she was completely speechless about the coquettish actions of Mrs. Ye and Mo Xiuxiuniang.
Looking at Mo Xiuxiu, she said earnestly: "The matter of your second brother, let you know that your married daughter comes back to worry about it. What's the matter? You are pregnant now, and the way back is so long, just in case...
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"If you can, ignore the bad things at home. The family you are marrying is in good condition. You listen to me. Go back and tell your grandpa. Don't talk to your grandpa. Tell him the pros and cons and the seriousness of the matter. 7
Let me tell you again, your grandpa is not brainless. As long as he doesn’t disturb you, I can give him a few dollars every month and it will be regarded as your grandpa’s pension money.”
Mo Xiuxiu immediately understood what Mo Yunqing said and looked at Mo Yunqing gratefully.
"Thank you, ancestor, for causing you trouble."
Mo Yunqing patted her hand gently and said, "Just be fine."
Mo Xiuxiu nodded: "Yes."
Ayu's voice came from outside the door: "Sister Ten, we are back."
Mo Xiuxiu looked confused.
Mo Yunqing gave her a simple explanation.
Mo Xiuxiu was a little confused, so Mojiacun was still a big family?
Ayu ran in happily: "Sister Ten..."
Ayu saw Mo Xiuxiu and asked in confusion: "Who is she?"
Mo Yunqing introduced: "Mo Xiuxiu lives next door."
Mo Yunqing said to Mo Xiuxiu: "Your fifteenth ancestor."
Mo Xiuxiu shouted blankly: "Fifteenth ancestor."
Ayu smiled happily, grabbed a handful of candy from her pocket and stuffed it into her hand: "Good boy, here you go."
Mo Xiuxiu looked at the candy in her hand and looked at Mo Yunqing.
"Take it."
Ajing and Aning also walked in from outside: "Tenth sister, seventh sister bought you two sets of clothes, try them on to see if they fit."
Mo Yunqing nodded: "Okay, I'll try it later."
He turned sideways and introduced to Mo Xiuxiu: "Your seventh ancestor, your ninth ancestor."
Mo Xiuxiu shouted: "Seven ancestors, nine ancestors."
A Jing nodded: "Good boy."
Aning: "Yeah."
Mo Xiuxiu said: "Then I'll go back first."
Mo Yunqing nodded: "Well, if you have any questions, just come and call me."
Mo Xiuxiu nodded: "Okay."
After Mo Xiuxiu left, Ayu and Ajing took out the things they went to town to buy today...
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Ah Jing said as she gestured with the clothes on Mo Yunqing's body.
"The clothes in the town are not very good-looking, so let's make do with them for now. I have already written back and asked the third sister to ask the embroiderer at home to make some new clothes for you and bring them over when the time comes."
The Mo family basically retains its original appearance.
Mo Yunqing said there was no need to go to such trouble, but A Jing had already taken care of herself, so she simply didn't say anything.
Hejia, Beijing.
Mr. He looked at the letter on the table seriously: "These are all
Did Ah Xu send it to the village where he originally went to the countryside?"
A woman with a gentle and pleasant appearance, she is the person that An Xin and He Lingxu hate the most. An Xin frowned slightly and said worriedly: "Grandpa, I only found out today."
Mr. He looked at her and said, "You have read the contents."
An Xin shook his head: "No."
Mr. He looked at her for a while before looking away.
Pick up one of the letters and open it.
The originally serious face softened.
An Xin looked at the change in the old man's face and felt a little thump in his heart.
I have a bad feeling.
Before she could speak, the old man put the letter on the table. He looked at An Xin with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes and said cryptically: "Be careful, ah Xu, you don't have to be too busy and work hard."
An Xin's face changed slightly. When he looked up at the old man, there was a bit of uneasiness in his eyes: "Grandpa, did I do something wrong?"
After all, Mr. He relented. After all, he had watched him grow up since he was a child. "Be careful, grandpa knows that you like Xu. Grandpa knows, but this strong-willed melon is not sweet."
An Xin's face changed completely, tears filled his eyes, and he looked at Mr. He with tears in his eyes.
"grandfather…"
Mr. He interrupted her and said, "Be careful, grandpa is doing it for your own good."
A woman walked in from playing outside and said, "Dad."
Mr. He looked at He Anyang, He Lingxu's biological sister. He Anyang and He Lingxu were very similar, especially those eyes.
"Why are you back?"
He Anyang saw An Xin when he entered the door. When he heard the old man's words, he couldn't help but stabbed him.
"Why don't you welcome me as your biological daughter?"
Mr. He was helpless: "Anyang."
He Anyang walked in and saw a few letters on the table. His face instantly darkened: "Xiao Wu's letter."
He Anyang looked at An Xin with sharp eyes: "You brought it back."
An An was so frightened that she burst into tears: "Sister Anyang, I..."
He Anyang interrupted her with a cold voice and disgust: "Who is your sister?"
"An Xin, you have very long hands. You even have people at the post office."
These words were serious. Mr. He frowned and An Xin secretly thought that was not good. He quickly waved his hands and said, "That's not the case."
"A classmate of mine works at the post office. She knew that I liked Xiao Xu, so when she saw his letter, she gave it to me."
He Anyang smiled sarcastically and looked at Mr. He: "Old man, do you believe this?"
Mr. He said: "Anyang, be careful not to do such a thing."
The ridicule in He Anyang's eyes became even worse. He put away the letter on the table, stood up and said coldly: "You just keep defending her and make the house a mess. You will only be happy if it falls apart."
After talking about the old man, he looked at An Xin and spoke coldly, not hiding his disgust for her: "I won't just let this matter go. An outsider really thinks that he is a member of the He family, and he doesn't even know who he is.
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Mr. He looked at her with some displeasure: "Anyang."
He Anyang didn't care at all, he gave a cold snort, and then left.
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