Chapter 79: Finally, there are long-term grandchildren.

Yuan Sufei saw his son coming and hurried to get up.
"Mu Qiao."
She licked her lips and turned to look at Mo Yanyan on the sick chuang, raising her hand and covering her mouth, trying to control the whine of the upcoming exit.
Xi Muqiao patted her back. He looked around for a week, his voice was low and heavy, and he felt reassuring. "Mom, nothing, I am coming, Grandma?"
"Your uncle took her to the downstairs for an inspection. She didn't come up at once, and shocked everyone!"
Yuan Sufei took his son's hand and took him to the sick chuang. He looked at Mo Yanyan, who only showed a small head. Her whole right cheek swollen like a bun, which was particularly shocking on the pale face. Green, a piece of gauze on the forehead.
Xi Muqiao closed her eyes and closed her eyes to the pity and remorse, listening to Yuan Sufei.
"Not only the face is hurt, but also on the body."
He leaned over and gently licked the quilt at the neck of his face. He carefully examined the scar on her face. The white and delicate face was smiling at him some time ago, but now it is full of scars.
Mo Yanyan has been raised by the old lady since she was led by the old lady at the age of five. She has been like a doll since she was a child, and she is very fond of the old lady.
It is said that since it became a child of the family, it is reasonable to change the surname, but the face is not willing, the old lady loves her, and she will continue her surname.
The standard of eating and wearing from small to large is the same as that of Xi Muyan. Together with growing up in Xijia and Xi Muyan, the status in Xi Muqiao is also very important.
As a girl of the family, she and Xi Muyan have been well protected. They have been spoiled from childhood, fine skin and tender meat, and have suffered such serious injuries.
He held Yuan Sufei's arm and walked aside, trying to suppress the anger of the surging, and the blue veins on his forehead exploded. He lowered his voice and asked, "What the is going on, why Mucha hit her."
"We don't know the specific reasons. You two uncles look back at the old house to see Grandma. At the time of dinner, Muche came back with a drink of alcohol. The drunk was very powerful. The face went back to the house to take care of him. We were on the first floor. The living room, the room is soundproof, so we didn't hear anything about the big movements. When Zhou Wei went upstairs to send the hangover soup, I found out that your grandmother was fainting at the time."
When talking about the things at the time, Yuan Sufei began to wipe her tears again. The face was like a small word. She grew up under her eyes, which is equivalent to half a daughter. The child is so hurt, how can she not feel bad.
"Muchena?"
"It was pulled to wake up."
Xi Muqiao nodded, the thin lips pressed into a line, the chin was tight and strong, he pulled the shirt collar and turned his head and looked at the face.
"I am going to see my grandmother."
Yuan Sufei nodded. When Xi Muqiao opened the door, she whispered her son.
"Mu Qiao, Muche is not bad in nature."
Xi Muqiao turned his head and glanced at his mother. His face was dark and unclear. He nodded.
He went to see his grandmother first, and the old lady had to go through the 80th birthday for a while. Fortunately, she was usually physically tough. This time, there was no accident, just to see the face hurt, and the rushed heart fainted.
Before he was sick, he carefully fed the old lady with water. In the end, it was old, so it was so troublesome, the old lady’s mental head was not so good, and she could not lift her spirit.
"How is the face?"
Xi Muqiao took the handkerchief on the side and gently brushed the water stains on her lips. "Grandma, nothing, the face is sleeping, you can rest assured that there will be no problem."
The old lady slowly nodded, and the hanging heart finally let go. She sighed long. "I see it, Mucher loves the face when he was young. This child has not so much thoughts of your uncle, and It was grown under the eyelids. I was most reassured to marry Rong Yan to him. When I thought of this kind of thing, I would be confused."
Xi Muqiao held the old lady's hand into the palm of his hand. He coveted, and the thick eyelashes fell safely into the deep eye socket. He looked at the skinny, old hand, and the veins were high on the back of the wrinkled hand. .
Muche is three years younger than him. He is three years older than Xi Muyan and Mo Rongyan. He grew up in Xi’s old house. He knows well about Xi Muche. He has no ambitions and his mind is very positive. Otherwise, he will not marry Yan Yan. give him.
But now he regrets marrying Rong to Muche. They have been married for less than a year, and this has happened. It’s just two times that they found out, and what they didn’t find?
Face is a girl with introverted personality. Many things she would rather bury in her heart will not tell. When she was in the small words, she still talked to others. When she said a little, she would not take the initiative to find someone, mostly in her heart. .
Although Xi Muqiao tried to make her expression look less cold, but the old lady knew very well about him, how could she not see his anger, she patted Xi Muqiao's big hand, the old face was full of exhaustion.
"Mu Qiao, no matter how you earn in the future and your uncle, promise Grandma, don't involve Mucher and Yan Yan."
The old lady did not say anything, many things, her heart and the mirror, the family has two sons, the distance has been driven out of the house, she can not drive out the road.
This is always a society of weak meat and strong food. Without the support of men, she and Yuan Suzhen, two women and four underage children, will sooner or later fall into her hands. After a hundred years, she has a face to face the family. The ancestors of the ancestors.
Now, Xi Muqiao's ability is enough to prop up the entire family, and she can finally relax.
"Grandma, I haven't lived for a few years. I am also assured that I will give you the house. It's just Mucha. You can't forget the family training. The owner is also going to pass on your pulse. Grandma's last. Wish, just want to watch your wife and children."
Xi Muqiao smiled low and smiled, looking at the old lady with a smile. "Grandma, remember the little girl I told you before? I found her."
The old lady’s eyes lit up, her spirits were better, her face was deeper, and she quickly grabbed Xi Muqiao’s big hand.
"Really?"
Xi Muqiao nodded. "Really, I will bring it back to you. Grandma, I have registered with her."
The old lady groaned, the expression on her face suddenly became very strange, saying that crying is not crying, laughing is not like laughing, she is not excited, she is taking a sip of xiong mouth, she knows that her grandson has not been around for so many years. The woman is because she remembers the girl.
She also pessimistically thought that a grandson would not be a girl for life, she would press him to be a test-tube baby. The family could have no hostess, but she could not have no grandchildren. Now, the girl found it. The marriage certificate was also taken, and I finally had a grandson and granddaughter.