Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 367 Really, I'm a Mother
Jomo took a deep look at his precious son, and his eyes gradually became eager.

It seemed that only his son could help him now.

Qiao Yichen met his father's eager gaze, with an innocent expression on his young and handsome face, "Then why are you still standing here? Everyone is hungry, Dad, hurry up and prepare dinner, prepare more Order something delicious, there are so many people, it must be richer."

It must be rich...

It must be rich...

Qiao Moshen's ears were filled with the voice of his precious son, unexpectedly... even his own son did not stand by him, it seems that he really aroused public anger this time.

Sighing silently, he lowered his head and nodded desperately.

Well, he went to prepare dinner, a big dinner.

"Wait a moment."

Tong Wei's voice suddenly sounded.

Jomo faltered on his way to the kitchen, turned around and looked at his father-in-law gratefully.

In the end, my father-in-law was kind to me, and he helped me at the last moment. After all, my son-in-law is also a son-in-law. Of course, his father-in-law also feels distressed.

"dad……"

Tong Wei was accompanied by a face, a still handsome face without anger, "I disagree with what Wang Shu said just now. Everyone has been working at home for so many years, and they all have feelings. How can you say that you are dismissed? What about dismissal? Mo Shen, when you prepare dinner later, bring their share too."

Uh……

That would be embarrassing.

Qiao Mo stood there in a daze, filled with gratitude to be poured a basin of ice water by his father-in-law's words, it was so heartbreaking.

It's all right now, he even has to serve servants.

There were whispers of laughter from everyone, but in Qiao Moshen's view, they were laughing at him blatantly.

However, he is now a sinner, and he is not qualified to resist and start a revolution.

Forget it, let's go prepare dinner.

……

After more than two hours, the sumptuous dinner was over.

Qiao Moshen put the last dish on the table and set up the bowls and chopsticks. Then he took off his apron and came to the hall, "Dinner is ready, everyone wash your hands and eat."

Tong Wei nodded in satisfaction, helped Mrs. Qiao up, and walked towards the restaurant, "Madam, let's go to the restaurant."

Old Mrs. Qiao responded lightly, and her eyes fell on her grandson from the corner of her eye. She pursed her lips and smiled, and followed Tong Wei to the restaurant.

After everyone was seated, Tong Xiaoyun hadn't come down yet.

Tong Wei glanced at the door, and his majestic eyes fell on Qiao Moshen who was standing behind at any time, "Mo Shen, go, Xiao Yun doesn't seem to want to come down to eat, you send it up."

Jomo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words deeply.

In fact, he would rather go up and serve his wife.

After finishing the meal, Qiao Moshen took the tray and went upstairs to the bedroom.

Tong Xiaoyun was taking a comfortable bath in the bathroom, when she heard the sound outside, she immediately got up and left the bathtub.

Just after drying himself and putting on his pajamas, Qiao Moshen opened the door and came in.

Tong Xiaoyun secretly rejoiced that this unruly old man came in after she put on her pajamas, otherwise she didn't know what would have happened.

"Dinner ready? You have been down for so long, they didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

Qiao Mo sighed deeply before striding forward, picked Tong Xiaoyun up and out of the bathroom, "You still know how to care about me? I haven't been back for so long, why don't you go down and see me?"

Tong Xiaoyun put her arms around Qiao Moshen's neck, as soon as she stepped out of the bathroom door, she saw the delicious food on the tea table at a glance, making her salivate, and she wanted to jump off like a carp.

"There are so many delicious food, it smells so good, uncle, let me go down quickly."

Jomo panicked deeply, and really didn't want to give her food.

This heartless little thing, everyone bullies him, and she only cares about food, does she really have him as a husband in her heart?
But if he doesn't feed her and starves her, he won't feel sorry for her to death?

Holding her tightly, he strode to the sofa, sat down on the sofa himself, and placed her in his arms, "I'll feed you."

Tong Xiaoyun was not surprised, he used to feed her often, and he even helped her bathe and brush her teeth.

She really enjoys the treatment of opening her mouth and stretching out her hands when she eats, it feels very refreshing.

Besides, he has done so many excessive things, of course he has to feed her.

However, at such a warm and romantic moment, looking at Qiao Mo's dog-gnawing hair, the atmosphere was destroyed again.

Feeling guilty, Tong Xiaoyun swallowed the delicious rice in his mouth, and said with his small mouth, "Uncle, I'll take you to get a haircut tomorrow."

Jomo gave her a deep look, took another piece of tofu and handed it to her lips, and said angrily, "Nonsense, otherwise you will let me live like this forever?"

Tong Xiaoyun bit her lower lip, giggled, and opened her small mouth to swallow the tofu in one bite, eating it deliciously.

"Uncle, it's delicious, isn't this your craft?"

Jomo was slightly surprised, "It's been so many years, do you still remember the taste of my cooking?"

Tong Xiaoyun nodded, "Of course, you don't even know how much I wanted to eat what you made during the two years you were away, but... I couldn't even eat it."

Having said that, Tong Xiaoyun's eyes turned red again.

Those two and a half years of pain, thinking about it now, my heart is still sore.

Jomo's movement of picking up vegetables faltered, and his throat was also constricted.

After looking at her deeply for a long time, he said with difficulty, "I'm sorry, I have caused you to suffer these past few years, Yun Bao, I promise you, I will never leave you alone again."

Tong Xiaoyun nodded with tears in her eyes, "I know, uncle, I know, but if you leave me again, I will never forgive you again."

"Okay." Jomo's eyes were red, he lowered his head and kissed his pink and soft mouth, and then smiled, "Let's eat."

Tong Xiaoyun nodded, "Let's eat together."

……

After dinner, Jomoshen returned to the dining room, cleaned up the tables, put all the plates and bowls into the dishwasher, and then cleaned up the kitchen again before going to each room to put hot water for them.

He has really become an old lady.

Of course, when the hot water was on, he apologized to Mrs. Qiao, Tong Wei and Bai Li, and stayed to talk to them before leaving.

Although Tong Wei reprimanded him on the surface, Qiao Moshen certainly knew that his father-in-law still liked him.

When he came to Qiao Mobai's room, he happened to be making a fuss in Cong Yi, and Qiao Moshen was afraid of seeing something unsuitable for children, so he left without even releasing the water.

Next is Duan Wangshu's room.

Standing at the door of Duan Wangshu's room, Qiao Mo cursed deeply before opening the door and entering, "I said that it's not like you don't have a home, what are you doing here every day?"

Duan Wangshu sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said with a wicked smile, "Hey, come and get me the bath water, hurry up, I'll wait."

Jomo snorted coldly, stood at the door, and had no intention of going forward, "I just came to inform you to leave before seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

As he spoke, he looked around the bedroom again, as if he was researching something, and said after a moment of silence, "This guest room...can be changed to a pet room tomorrow."

Duan Wangshu smiled helplessly when he heard this, "Qiao Moshen, can you be more childish?"

Only then did Qiao Mo's expression on Shen Jun's handsome face become a little more pleasant, and he met Duan Wang Shu's unruly gaze, and said sincerely, "I'm here to thank you, you know what to thank, in return, you can live Here for the rest of my life, I will support you."

Duan Wangshu cupped his chest with his hands, "I'm so moved by you at this moment, I'm about to cry."

Qiao Mo looked at Duan Wangshu with deep disgust, and his voice became colder, "Stop talking nonsense, I'm leaving first."

After saying that, he closed the door and left, arriving at Qiao Yichen's bedroom.

Qiao Yichen has finished washing, and is currently sitting in front of the computer studying his website.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he smiled slightly, jumped down and turned around, "Dad!"

Qiao Mo's eyes fixed on the smile on Qiao Yichen's face, and a warm current surged in his heart.

Qiao Yichen walked up to Qiao Moshen in a few steps, looked up at his father with his pink face upturned, and looked at his father with big eyes like black gemstones, and asked with a smile, "Dad, are you here again?" Come to talk to me or come here to punish me for not standing on your side just now?"

Only then did Qiao Moshen laugh, and bent over to hug Qiao Yichen, "I'm here to curry favor with you."

As for the heart-to-heart talk, they had already talked when Qiao Yichen found him through the tracker.

……

After breakfast the next day, Tong Xiaoyun brought Qiao Moshen to the barber shop.

When the barber saw Qiao Moshen appearing in such an image, he was startled at first, and then held back his laughter.

That's Qiao Moshen, who dares to laugh at his hairstyle in front of him?

Even if you don't dare behind your back.

It is rumored that Qiao Moshen has great supernatural powers. He died once more than two years ago and then reappeared. Isn't he supernatural powers?

They can't afford to provoke such a person.

Biting the tip of his tongue, the barber asked respectfully, "Mr. Qiao, what kind of hairstyle do you want?"

Qiao Moshen doesn't study his own image too much, he thinks simplicity is beauty, so just cut it short.

But his hair is not very long now, so he thought for a while before saying, "Just trim it for me."

The barber was a little embarrassed. If his current hair was trimmed, he would only be bald.

Tong Xiaoyun's eyeballs rolled around, clapped his hands and said excitedly, "Round inch, it should be round inch, uncle, this is the hairstyle that most tests the appearance of a male god, you must be able to manage it."

Jomo pursed his deep and thin lips helplessly.

Don't pretend that he doesn't know, she said this because she made a mistake, and his original hairstyle is also a test of his appearance, okay?
"Just cut it as she said."

The barber nodded, "Okay, Mrs. Joe, sit over there for a while."

Tong Xiaoyun responded lightly, patted Qiao Moshen on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Uncle, then I'll go there first."

(End of this chapter)