Chapter 1221: What do you say

Jiang heard that Xu's face became slightly hot, but, as an adult, even if he knew what he had said wrong, he would ignore it most of the time, and then there would be no more.
When he sat next to his son, he stretched out his hand and hugged the little man in his arms:
"Baby is so good~"
After that, it was a while.
Trying to use this to save the face just lost.
I have to say that the method is still very useful, and the little man did not mention it again.
Mo Boyuan came downstairs in about ten minutes, his face was not awake, his face was stinky.
Hearing his son shouting to himself, he just responded in a perfunctory manner, and then asked Uncle Mu to make a cup of strong tea.
After a cup of tea, it seemed to feel a little better. Looking at the mother and son, he saw that the mother and son were very crooked and whispering.
"What are you talking about?" asked aloud.
Hearing this, the mother and the son paused, and their eyes looked at at the same time. The little guy squatted his mouth and made no sound. It was Jiang Tingxu's lips that hooked:
"Talk about the TV series just now, your son is quite insightful."
The little man beside him listened to his mother's words, and his body straightened suddenly.
Well, mom is boasting herself!
Mo Boyuan is not very interested in the TV plot, put down his teacup, rubbed his brows:
"Uncle Mu, construction is almost done here, right?" asked.
Uncle Mu was not far away, and after hearing it, he quickly responded:
"Yes, master."
Mo Boyuan nodded:
"We cannot live here for the time being, Uncle Mu, you take everyone back to the old house for a while."
Uncle Mu had been working in the old house for decades, and he didn't think there was much to go back there.
"Eh, good, good."
It's a little man who frowned when he heard that no one could live here anymore:
"Dad, why can't we live here?" asked.
Mo Boyuan glanced, then whispered:
"Aren't you going to raise sharks at home?"
The little man had an epiphany:
"Hell, where do we live?"
"Ask your mother."
Anyway, Mo Boyuan himself had no opinion on where to live, it was mainly his wife.
Jiang Tingxu was not that troublesome:
"Yunyu Tixiang, it has been cleaned over there, and you can live in directly."
Moreover, commuting is also close.
The little man suddenly remembered something and said:
"Dad, do Chi Xinxin's family live there too?"
"Yes, if you have time, you can go to their house, of course, you can also invite to our house."
"Oh, it would be nice if Brother Stone and they lived there too!"
Knowing that his son misses those little friends, Mo Boyuan, as a relative, certainly knows that his son hasn't had any good children over the years. He is still quite lonely. Then he spoke, his voice softened a lot:
"If we have time, we can go to them."
"Dad, really?"
"of course!"
The little man was full of joy and joy.
"Dad, when do we move to Yunyu Tixiang? Ningning wants to play with sister Xinxin!"
Looking at his son's bright eyes, Mo Boyuan looked at Jiang Tingxu:
"Wife, what do you say?" asked.
Jiang heard Xu coughed:
"Anytime, it's OK, or you can move in later."
They have to move anyway, and moving early and late is the same.
The man naturally didn't have any comments, and when the family of three had lunch, the speed was much faster than usual.
After eating, he went back to the room to pack his luggage.