Chapter 1158: The past can't be chased (2)

"So, Grandpa is relieved."
In fact, Xi Xia night is deeply impressed by the thoughts of Mu Nan.
After experiencing so many things, such things must be even more profound, especially in the south of the country as an old man, and witnessed everything about the anti-son.
"You have to live in harmony with Ah Dian and his wife. My grandfather still knows about it. You have been married for almost two years. What kind of temper is he knows? If you follow him well, he will naturally not let it. You are losing."
"I know, Grandpa."
"I have been a husband and wife with your grandmother for 50 years. When she left, I felt that I was empty in my heart. In the end, it was a husband and wife. Although it was noisy on weekdays, it was such a lifetime."
When Mu Nan said these words, Xi Xia night can always hear some of the embarrassment.
Later, Mu Nan also said a lot, waiting for Mu Xiaochen to go downstairs, he let Amo back to rest, and Mu Xiaocheng also fell asleep at this time.
Mu Xiaochen carefully embraced the small town from the arms of Xia Xia--
"Come, be careful, Dad hugs, son... I fell asleep, it seems to sink a lot..."
"Be careful, don't wake him up."
Xi Xia night whispered, picking up the car keys on the coffee table, turned to look at Wang Jie, "Sister Wang, you stay here this time, there are Lin Biao over there, you can do it, good Take care of Grandpa and Apo."
"Please don't worry about the lady, I will."
Wang Jie took care of her, and she was there, and she could rest assured that she could have a summer night.
"Well, then you have worked hard."
"Nothing, my young lady and my wife will go back soon. It’s quite late, and it will take a long time to go back."
This time, Xi Xia night nodded, carrying the packed things handed to the bodyguards beside him, and then a family of three left the old house.
Back to Fengju is already near 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, Xisha night neatly gave a shower to Mu Xiaocheng, let Mu Yuchen take it, and he also took a bath.
About twenty minutes later, it was a refreshing out of the bathroom. I just heard the sound of ‘oh yeah’ when I walked out of the bathroom door. When I looked up, I found out that my father and son were lying in bed.
Mu Xiaochen holds a tablet in his hand. It seems that he is playing a game. Mu Xiaocheng is sitting in his arms. The whole little person is motionless. The eyes of the glass are also fixed on the screen of the tablet. Both father and son are a serious expression.
Xi Xia night saw the father and son for a long time, only turned to the lower floor and took a cup of maids warm milk, let their father and son drink some, groomed and cleaned up, a family of three is ready to sleep.
Mu Xiaocheng is very sticky and sticky. When he puts it back on the bed, he will admire the dust. In desperation, the person in the arms of Mu Dashao becomes the little buns of Mu Xiaocheng, and the mature fragrance that Mu Dashao longs for. The soft wife is separated by her son.
Xi Xia night also fell asleep on his side, holding his face and looking at his father and son, Mu Xiaocheng has no sleepiness, looking at the clear and clear eyes, turning his head and looking at Mu Chen, and sometimes looked at the seats. In the summer night, he spit in his mouth to understand.
"I see that my son seems to be able to stand up and stand up. It may take another month or two to stand up. With him, he can't eat those tonics. I don't want this little guy to be strong and born. There are more than six pounds at that time."
Seeing Mu Chenchen looking at his son's eyes is a little gentle, Xixia night could not help but smile.
"It's a naughty little, this temper is not like me before."
Mu Xiaochen smiled low and gently pinched his son's little hand and kissed him. "When did you grow up? You will not have to worry about walking."
"Okay, when I grow up, I am still worried enough. If I can go to school in a few years, I still have to worry about it. However, at that time, we all have to be old. So, on the one hand, I hope that time will pass faster, then I am afraid that we are too old. Just like my grandfather told me tonight, I will think of us in the future."
Wen Yan, Mu Zhenchen paused, lifted his eyes and looked at her --
"We will not have to live so hard with them."
"How can you decide? Maybe you are more worried than they are? I hope that the sons will not let us worry too much..."
"If you don't obey, just pack it!"
......
The last time I thought about it, I refused Gu Qizhen’s invitation. I didn’t expect him to find someone directly in the sacred area.
As far as I can see, I saw two black luxury cars waiting on the side of the road. Ayong stood by the side of the car.
When the car suddenly stopped, Mu Mochen, who was sitting in the car, frowned and subconsciously, slowly looking up from the file. Li Sis in the front passenger seat had turned his head --
"Young Master, who is an ancient Qiqi, should be waiting for you!"
Li Si’s voice fell, and Mu Chen’s dust also looked down the front. As she saw Ayong coming forward, the black bodyguards in the back of the car had stopped.
Mu Yan thought about it, his eyes were dull, and the back was cold and faint. "Let's go down and see what happened."
"Okay, young master!"
This time, Li Si quickly got out of the car, and Mu Chenchen was indifferent and bowed his head, and continued to look at the documents in his hands.
After a while, Li Si took A Yong to the front and knocked on the window. The window next to it quickly fell, and A Yong stepped forward.
"Mu Dong, good morning, our boss has been waiting here for a long time, I hope I can talk to you."
"Young master?"
A Yong’s words have just been finished, and Li Si is a little worried about it.
However, the car was quiet, and Mu Chen dusted his head and looked at Li Si. "Tell him to see him in the old place."
After dropping such a sentence, the driver was allowed to drive, and Li Si also quickly got on the bus.
......
An hour later, the western suburbs.
Mu Xiaochen is not happy to see Gu Qizhen, but now that people have blocked the , they should also see it.
Gu Qizhen apparently just came out of the hospital. The whole person looked weak and the pinholes on the back of his hand were still bruised. Compared with the previous one, the ancient Qiqi seems to have already seen it. It’s been a lot of years old, and the cold face looks a lot more quiet than before.
At 9 o'clock in the morning, the sun is just right. After the fire in July, these days are not as hot as before. People standing in the sun will not feel hot.
Gu Qizhen stood side by side with Mu Chenchen and supported the front rails. Gu Qiyu could smell the cold breath of Mu Chenchen. He didn’t talk, and Mu Mochen didn’t say anything...