Chapter 70: Sneer, flatterer

The food of the Mo family...is really delicious!
Only those who have eaten know that the so-called five-star chef of the hotel outside is compared with the chef of the Mo family...
Can ordinary cooks and imperial cooks be the same?
Su Muxue always came to Mo's family for dinner since she was a child. She was shy when she was young. She always pulled her grandfather over. When she got older, her skin became thicker, and she came by herself every day.
"Hehe, Grandpa Mo, people really miss you, and the two are not conflicting, they can be done at the same time."
Speaking of this, the face is indeed thicker than the city wall.
Elder Mo also pretended to snorted:
"You girl's flattery, the old man's ears are all calluses, so don't shoot and eat!"
"Thank you Grandpa Mo, you know that Grandpa Mo is the best to Mu Xue!"
The little guy on the side pouted up several times before saying:
"Shit, flatterer~"
Jiang listened to Xu Zheng drinking the porridge in the bowl, and choked for a while when he heard his son spit.
I didn't want to laugh, but I couldn't help it.
At a young age, how can you complain so much?
As for Su Muxue, who was being complained about, of course he heard those three words very clearly. First, he was startled, and then his face was shaken uncontrollably:
"Xiao Ningning, you..."
I saw the little man calmly took a bite of the little bun in his hand, his eyes squinted:
"It was originally, Ningning was right." Road.
Humph, who told you to disturb Ningning and mother so early in the morning?
Su Muxue didn't know, because of this, she was specifically targeted by this little guy for a long time.
Now, it's just the beginning.
Hearing Xu helpless, Jiang coughed a little, and stretched out his hand under the table to pull his son's little arm.
Although Su Muxue might not care, but the Mosu family had been friends for many years, and they couldn't make the other party embarrassed too much.
A certain little guy just let it go, and continued to eat on his own.
Just after this, Mo Xu, who finally woke up from alcohol, arrived with a blasting hairstyle:
"Grandpa, why don't you call me for dinner?"
I was so drunk last night that I didn't finish my breakfast, and now no one calls myself for lunch, or is it not my own?
Whose grandson is treated like this?
Mr. Mo glanced contemptuously:
"What? Is it possible for the old man to come and invite you in person?"
If the old man invites someone himself, the consequences will certainly not be good.
cough.
Mo Xu coughed twice:
"No, no, of course not, hehe, grandpa early!"
I don't have that face, and I don't have the guts!
Persuaded.
It's a pity that the old man didn't give any reason at all.
Mo Xu couldn't help wondering again: Is it his own life?
Just relying on this face, it's impossible, right?
Since childhood, my grandma didn't care for my uncle, and Mo Er was extremely depressed.
The other three people on the table are not surprised, anyway, Mo Er's treatment in the Mo family is really not much favored.
Speaking of being favored, probably, there are only two mothers and children!
Mo Xu and his brother, which one did not grow up under the rules of the Mo family?
On the other hand, there is absolutely no need to be bound by rules!
With this extreme differential treatment, people who don’t know might really misunderstand who is the real Mo family.
The little guy had already eaten, put down the dishes, and looked at Jiang Tingxu:
"Jiang Tingxu, are you going to work today?"
"Not today, why?"
The villain pursed his lips: "It's nothing, Ningning just asks."
But what your little face shows is not the way to ask.