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Chapter 812 Literati should live a delicate life

When Mo Shunuan heard Mr. Kong Xiang's question, he didn't feel shy, and said generously: "Sir, I'm going to open a restaurant that sells these, but there is no inscription on the name of the store, so I came here to find Mr. , I hope Mr. can write an inscription for the little girl."

As she said that, Mo Shunuan blinked her eyes and made a cute look at Mr. Kong Xiang.

It's just that Mr. Kong Xiang doesn't care about her cuteness, and he is all focused on her saying that she wants to open a shop, or sell his favorite food.

Mr. Kong Xiang rolled his eyes around, raised his snow-white brows, and said to Mo Shunuan, "I can write inscriptions, but I have to eat here every few days."

"This..." Mo Shunuan was a little embarrassed. The old man ate too much sweet food and was prone to diabetes. How could she harm the second brother's husband like this.

"Not willing?" Mr. Kong Xiang saw that Mo Shunuan was hesitating, and thought she was unwilling.

Mo Shunuan hurriedly shook her head, and said to the old Mr. Kong Xiang, "That's not true, but sir, you can't eat too much sweet food, otherwise you will easily get sick."

"The old man is in good health." Mr. Kong Xiang replied dissatisfied.

"Okay, I agree to what my husband said." Mo Shunuan had no choice but to nod in agreement, thinking that he would be given some medicine at that time, so that he might not get diabetes.

Mr. Kong Xiang smiled, his face was full of complacency, and he said to the room: "Little Sanzi, bring out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to Grandpa."

"Got it." A boy's immature voice came from the room, and after a while, a handsome but lame boy came out.

"Let's make a written statement first." Mr. Kong Xiang was afraid that Mo Shunuan would not bring him these pastries, so he insisted on writing a written statement with her.

Mo Shunuan had no choice but to look back at the third son, signed his name on the signature place, and pressed his handprint, Mr. Kong Xiang was satisfied.

"Okay, what word do you want to inscribe?" Mr. Kong Xiang put away the receipt, and then asked about Mo Shunuan's inscription.

"Sweet time." Mo Shunuan said four words. Although it was a bit old-fashioned, she felt that it would be more attractive.

Mr. Kong Xiang didn't ask any more questions at all. After dipping in the ink, he wrote these four words on the paper in one go without any pause.

Mo Shunuan waited until the ink on it was dry before putting it in her arms, and said with a smile, "Thank you sir."

"Thanks, I'll go in and tidy up the old man's house, and then make a meal." After Mr. Kong Xiang finished speaking, he stretched himself, got up, walked to the rocking chair, sat on it, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The corners of Mo Shunuan's mouth twitched slightly. When she came with the third brother, Mr. Kong Xiang was not like this!
Although a little surprised, Mo Shunuan still called Nixia Shuangliang to follow the third son into the house.

After seeing the situation in the room, Mo Shunuan felt her mouth twitching, why should she say thank you.

She thought that all literati lived a refined life, but now it seems that her idea is really wrong.

In the house, all the clothes were thrown on the floor, and the dishes and chopsticks that I ate last night were left unwashed on the table, and there were already flies on them.

"Miss, are all literati like this?" Shuang Liang couldn't believe it, she closed her mouth after a while, and asked Mo Shunuan next to her.

Mo Shunuan shook her head, without saying a word, she just motioned them to work quickly.

(End of this chapter)