Chapter 289: Why didn't you pick up? Don't you like it?

She always thinks that the old lady is deliberate, turning Qiao Mianmian around the corner.
But she dared to think about it in her heart. Even if the old lady was really helping Qiao Mianmian, what could she say?
She has been a daughter-in-law for so many years. Even if the old lady treats her well, she rarely feels sorry for her, but she always feels a little afraid in the face of her mother-in-law.
She couldn't get as close to the old lady as Qiao Mianmian did.
She has always been a very committed person. She thinks that a wife should be like a wife. The mother-in-law is always a mother-in-law and should not be too close.
"Grandma, give you this bowl of soup."
The conversation between Mrs. Mo and the old lady made Qiao Mianmian shivering a little.
She looked up at Mo Yesi, and there was an unexpected look in her eyes.
I thought he would take care of people so much because he must have taken care of others and had experience.
but……
Haven't even the old lady and Mrs. Mo enjoyed his care? !
It was not a good thing for her new wife, who had just married him, to get this exclusive favor.
Weird.
So Qiao Mianmian put the bowl of chicken soup at the old lady's table almost immediately, and said sweetly: "Grandma is the head of the family. Grandma drinks it first."
The old lady looked at the chicken broth she passed over, froze, and then she couldn't laugh.
"My granddaughter is just good!"
She took Qiao Mianmian's hand and patted it. She was in a good mood and smiled with a curly eyebrow.
"Stinky boy, you learn something with Mianmian!" The old lady praised Qiao Mianmian, and at the same time she did not forget to count down Mo Ye Si. Wolf!"
Mo Yesi smiled, noncommittal.
He knew that the old lady was not really complaining, but it was just a family sitting together and telling a joke about the lively atmosphere.
Naturally not taken seriously.
Seeing the old lady pulling Qiao Mianmian's admiration for her, a happy smile appeared in his eyes.
He knew that the old lady would love her.
After all, his wife looks so beautiful, can the old lady not like it?
Qiao Mianmian handed the chicken soup to the old lady, and Mrs. Mo could not ignore it.
She picked up a bowl, scooped a small half of the chicken soup, and handed it respectfully to Mrs. Mo, reluctantly and shyly: "...Mom, you also want some chicken soup."
Mrs. Mo raised her head and looked at her, and then looked at the chicken soup she handed over. In the end, she felt uncomfortable and did not immediately reach out to pick it up.
Qiao Mianmian waited for a while, and raised his eyes a little surprised.
At a glance, it caught the coldness that flashed through Mrs. Mo's eyes.
But in the blink of an eye, the coldness in Mrs. Mo's eyes disappeared.
The speed of disappearance was so fast that Qiao Mianmian felt that she had misread it.
Qiao Mianmian maintained the position of holding the bowl for almost half a minute, but Mrs. Mo didn't take over the bowl in her hand.
"mom."
Mo Yesi narrowed his eyes and frowned. "Mianmian filled you with chicken broth. Why didn't you take it? Don't you like it?"
He said, got up and took the bowl of chicken soup in his hand, and put it directly at Mrs. Mo's table: "Or, do you want me to hold a bowl for you? Daughter-in-law filial piety, isn't it better to serve you soup?" ."
Having finished speaking, he took Qiao Mianmian and sat down together.
Mrs. Mo was just intentional just now.