Married naturally a famous family favorite wife

Chapter 67 We are innocent (4)
Mo Yang's appetite is not small, but it is definitely not too big.Generally, two bowls of rice are absolutely full.

But today, the first bowl is definitely one against two, and this is another bowl. Could it be that grandpa's cooking is so suitable for the appetite of the small sample?

Yun Jinxin carefully tasted a few more mouthfuls, but she really didn't find anything special. Grandpa's cooking skills are not as good as hers.

Can't figure it out.

When serving rice to Mo Yang, Yun Jin subconsciously glanced at his stomach, thinking, it's best not to overeat.

Yun Jin was full of rice, Mo Yang stretched out his hand to take it, Grandpa Xu looked at the young man on the dining table with a smile, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the picture was harmonious and beautiful.

When Grandma Xu was alive, Grandpa Xu was also a "gentleman" far away from the kitchen, and his paws had never touched Yangchun water, so Yun Jinxin cleaned up the dishes, wiped the table and cut fruits for them after dinner, while Uncle Moyang It seems that there are two people lying on a reclining chair with him, lying on the vent in the yard to enjoy the cool air, Grandpa Xu has no objections at all.

After a meal, Grandpa Xu smoked a hookah and chatted with Mo Yang casually.

At the beginning, Grandpa Xu said some polite words.For example, "Mr. Mo, thanks to you for taking care of our family Jinxin." "If there is something wrong with our Jinxin, you can criticize it. Don't worry that she is a girl, so you dare not criticize." species and such.

Mo Boss is not good at chatting, let alone making the elders happy.

Grandpa Xu said ten sentences, and Boss Mo couldn't squeeze out ten words, but he especially wanted to hear something about Yun Jinxin's childhood from Grandpa Xu, so he always said "um, yes, yes, yes". respond.

Just like using it repeatedly back and forth, the two even chatted for many minutes.

The bird was chirping happily on the branch, and the dull hookah was crackling. Besides the polite words, it was time to finish. Grandpa Xu poured out the ash from the hookah, turned his head sideways, and squinted. Looking at Mo Yang, he pretended to be casual and asked, "Xiao Mo, do you have a date?"

Mi was wrong, but we misread it. In just ten or so years, Mo Boss has been upgraded from an unfamiliar Mo Zong to a kind Comrade Xiao Mo.

Grandpa Xu really likes Moyang, the young man doesn't talk much, he looks calm, and he is the big boss of a group, so he doesn't have much airs, and he is easy to talk.

He said yes to Xiaomo's face when he said anything, okay, it's really rare for young people to be so neither arrogant nor impatient!
Well, Xu Laozi, Ren Xiaomo didn't come to visit you as a boss, he was still waiting to tell you about Jin Xin's childhood, you retreated a bit early in your defense!
"Grandpa! Why are you so gossip! Poaching people's privacy!"

Yun Jinxin, who came over with a fruit platter in his hand, just heard the old man's question, quickened his pace, stuffed a grape into the old man's mouth, and the tips of his ears turned red.

See if I don't gag you!

The old man swallowed the grape whole, spit out the grape skin in his palm, and widened his eyes, "You child, how do you talk? What is gossip? Grandpa cares about Xiaomo, Xiaomo, don't you think so?"

"Ah."

Mo Yang nodded cooperatively, staring straight at the black grapes in the crystal plate with peach blossom eyes, he also wanted to be fed once.

Yun Jin was mistaken, thinking that Mo Yang liked to eat grapes, so she put the water tray on the stool closest to Mo Yang for his convenience.

"Did you hear?"

Grandpa raised his neck in shock.

"Grandpa, you have to distinguish between polite words and the truth!"

Yun Jinxin rolled her eyes helplessly.

"You are Xiaomo, is it you? You have so many tricks in your stomach, and you are trying to trick grandpa. Grandpa tells you, grandpa is accurate in judging people. This Xiaomo is an honest person. How can he be so polite?" , hypocrisy and the like."

Grandpa put the hookah on the ground beside him, and handed Mo Yang the biggest grape.

Yun Jinxin intercepted Moyang's grapes, peeled the grapes, and returned them back. She acted naturally and didn't notice the light flowing in Moyang's eyes. Yun Jinxin continued to argue with her grandpa, "Grandpa! Your size is comparable to your belly It's really out of proportion. Didn't I lie to you last year that I was sick and hospitalized, and asked you to come to see me in the hospital, and then coaxed you to have a full body checkup. It was just that one time, you are so fussy. Besides, I am Who is it for?"

"Go, go, we two old men are talking, what's the matter with you being a girl. Let grandpa embroider."

The grandfather couldn't speak to his granddaughter, so annoyed, he waved her away.

Yun Jinxin really ran into the house, moved a small stool, and carried a basket in his hand, which contained cross stitch, and sat beside his grandfather to embroider, while the grandfather and grandson continued to argue.

This embroidery was bought by Yun Jinxin at the beginning of the year. A pair of huge "home" cross-stitches with a size of 90cm x 48cm was prepared by Yun Jinxin for Mr. Xu's 70th birthday. It has been on and off for half a year. There are still more than half of it completed, so we have to rush to work.

The summer wind is wrapped in the fragrance of the soil. In front of my eyes is a piece of blue rice seedlings swaying in the breeze, like seaweed floating freely in the sea. There are cats stepping on the eaves and passing lightly, making cute meowing sounds. In this quiet place In the afternoon, Moyang closed his eyes, listening to Yun Jinxin laughing and chatting with his grandfather in the cheerful tone that he only had that night in the hospital, and slowly fell asleep with the summer wind.

In summer, the days are long and the nights are short. It's five or six o'clock, and the sky is still bright, with the sun shining brightly in the sky.

The sun slanted into the yard, and the mottled shadows of the sycamore trees rustled in the summer wind.

"Meow!"

The kitten from another house just woke up in the shade of a tree, licked its paws, washed its face, meowed contentedly, took graceful and light catwalks, climbed up the branch nimbly, and swept to the next door The eaves of the ancestral hall where Xu's family worshiped their ancestors jumped lightly and landed silently.

"Say! Are you recruiting or not?"

"Grandpa! Nothing, what do you want me to recruit!"

Yun Jinxin knelt in front of the ancestral hall, drooping her head, looking aggrieved.

Grandpa copied his hands, looked at the ancestor's spirit card with an unpredictable expression, but ignored the little man kneeling on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist."

"Grandpa, I am pale."

"I don't need you Qingbai."

"..."

"Grandpa. I regret it."

"Regret not telling the truth to grandpa? It's still too late to tell the truth now, too late."

Grandpa Xu waved his hand indifferently, showing great generosity.

Yun Jin thumped her sore knees, and looked at Grandpa Xu very seriously, "I regret that I didn't stop you from learning storytelling with Uncle Xu, really!"

(End of this chapter)