marriage to pregnancy

Chapter 74 He Brings Vegetables For Mo Wan?

On this day, Mo Wan stayed by his grandfather's side and was familiar with everything in the family. The two of them hit each other very well, like a grandfather and a granddaughter.

Time passed unknowingly, because of the old man's relationship, Mo Wan no longer hesitated about the future.

On this day, Yan Qingyu made two phone calls, and it could be seen that he cared about this grandfather from the bottom of his heart. This is also the rare...human touch that Mo Wan saw from Yan Qingyu!His judgment has also begun to change slightly.

In the evening, as expected, he returned home on time, and his breath was rare - pure and clean.

The family gathered in the restaurant, although the atmosphere was not lively, it was peaceful.Although it wasn't the first time eating with Yan's family, it was the first time sharing a table with Yan Qingyu.

Mo Wan, who was meticulous in his thoughts, still noticed the slight ailment of the dining table atmosphere. Compared with the past, Uncle Yan and Aunt Yan were obviously more reserved, while Yan Sijing was uncharacteristically active, eating every meal with great relish.As for Xincheng and Yan Qingyu, they still had the attitude of enemies meeting each other and being extremely jealous, and they didn't even touch the same dish.

Vaguely, Mo Wan could probably guess that the number of times Yan Qingyu appeared at this dining table must be counted on the fingers, and every time he appeared, it was definitely everyone who couldn't eat, including - himself!

The dinner dishes were served with meat and vegetables, but they all seemed quite bland. There was a slight sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks, but it was still warm. Occasionally meeting Yan Xincheng's eyes, Mo Wan still felt embarrassed, and quickly took them back. I dare not express anything.

A stack of crispy and tender eight-treasure chicken rolls was brought up, and Yan Qingyu first picked up a piece and put it in the old man's bowl:
"Grandpa, your favorite food!"

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, facing Yan Qingyu's bowl of dishes, the grandfather glanced at Mo Wan, and hummed dissatisfiedly:

"Um?!"

The chopsticks paused, and the corners of his lips drooped. Yan Qingyu then reluctantly turned his chopsticks to his side: "Try it too!"

Shocked by Yan Qingyu's unexpected action, Mo Wan was dazed for a long time before she softly said, "Thank you...thank you!"

Receiving the hint from his grandfather's eyes, Mo Wan smiled sweetly, and immediately picked up the eight-treasure chicken roll in response, and took a small bite.

Across the dining table, watching this scene, Yan Sijing and Yan Xincheng changed their faces at the same time, one angrily stirred up the dishes in the bowl, while the other slowed down obviously sullenly. He took his son's hand in the bowl and under the table, and patted him comfortingly.

Not wanting to embarrass her mother, Yan Xincheng smiled dryly, but it was obviously uglier than crying!
Seeing the exchange of eyebrows between grandpa and Mo Wan, Yan Qingyu felt a little unhappy, and then sent various dishes to Mo Wan's bowl:

"eat more!"

In the blink of an eye, Mo Wan's bottomless bowl instantly piled up into a hill, and there were signs of overflowing. She was about to cry, but Mo Wan's 'thank you' got stuck in her throat.

God!What are these?Braised pork?Pork head?Fat intestines?

Is he serving food for someone or is he turning off his appetite...feeding the pigs!

Seeing that Mo Wan's eyes were wide open, staring at the bowl, with Pikachu's sad and cute face, Yan Qingyu intensified the movements of his hands, and the corners of his perfect lips rose unconsciously.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the whole family was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)