Chapter 307 Mo Yiyi Sees His Grandchildren (12)

After Mo Yiyi watched for a long time, he excitedly pulled his husband beside him. Chi Yixiao, who has always been known for his calmness, was also not calm at this time. He and his wife looked at each other deeply, and they had the same thoughts in their hearts: Two are Si Yang's children, our grandson and granddaughter."

The grandson and granddaughter Mo Yiyi had been looking forward to for many years appeared without warning, and she didn't know how to react for a while. In fact, when she was in the hall just now, she saw the backs of the pair of children, but she didn't think about it. What did she think, or she didn't dare to imagine that this pair of dolls were her grandchildren.

The excitement can no longer be described in words, holding her husband's hand tightly with one hand, unwilling to take her eyes off the two children at all.

Since giving birth, Qin Mohan has a much deeper understanding of family affection than before, and she also understands the desire of the elderly to see their grandsons and granddaughters, so she confessed to the two little guys: "Mo Mo, Hanhan, go call grandpa and grandma."

"It's mom."

The two little guys came to Mo Yiyi and Chi Yixiao obediently, and shouted in unison: "Grandpa, grandma."

It was the sound of grandpa and grandma that made Mo Yiyi choke up and cry. As for Chi Yixiao, he also had a rare emotion on his face.

Afterwards, Mo Yiyi and her husband directly held a little guy in their arms, unwilling to let go for a long time.

This tender look stimulated Zili again, and made it difficult for her to control her emotions directly.

Why, why.

She made a fuss about her son, and the little guy immediately sat down on the ground and started crying loudly. While crying, he shouted: "Grandpa, grandma, and dad don't like me, don't want me anymore."

In the past, whenever he cried like this, grandpa and grandma would definitely come over to coax him immediately, and usually give him whatever they want.

Seeing that Zi Guanyu was sitting on the ground and crying without occasion, a trace of impatience flashed across Chi Yixiao's eyes. Mo Yiyi was still the same as before, wanting to go up and pull the child up, but he had no choice but to have a baby in his arms today. My own grandson had a little more hesitation in his heart, and even more he was reluctant to let go.

In the midst of this hesitation, the voice of an immature doll came to everyone's ears: "Don't be ashamed, my brother is older than me, and he's still sitting on the ground crying, Hanhan wouldn't do that, My mother taught me that crying like this is playing tricks, it's ugly."

After the little girl finished speaking, she still looked disgusted.

But these words, in the ears of adults, have different ideas. Qin Mohan's words were only used to teach his children, but now they are heard in Zili's ears, and he deliberately instigated them again. She still didn't want to explain anything, because she couldn't listen to what she said.

Zili was indeed so angry that she had difficulty breathing. She felt that these words were Qin Mohan's hint to the child that she was incapable of teaching the child. The next moment, she pulled up her son on the ground and slapped the child directly on the buttocks. While beating, he pointed at Sang and scolded Huai: "You bastard, who did you learn this bad habit from? Let's see if I don't teach you a good lesson today, or you will still be hurt."

People with a heart say that I have no way to teach my children. "

For a while, there were only adults' shouts and children's heart-wrenching cries in the box.

"Mom, I don't dare, I don't dare."

(End of this chapter)

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