Mrs. Mo snorted: "Then you can't eat it for nothing every day!"

Secretary Xiao Liu smiled: "You can't be an idiot, so my old leaders will send any good things here." ”

When Mrs. Mo heard this, she felt that it was about the same, and then looked at the so many vegetables and fruits in the vegetable garden, she really couldn't eat them all at home.

So he said, "Then you can take it." ”

"Okay, otherwise, how can you say that Mrs. Mo is a living bodhisattva, this heart is kind. ”

The corners of Mo Xin's mouth twitched: "Uncle Liu, you are really good at talking." ”

Secretary Xiao Liu said proudly: "That is, your Uncle Liu and I can't compare with ordinary people." ”

When Mo Qingshi cut the watermelon, he was speechless: "Indeed, when you see people talking about people, you talk about ghosts, you can say that you can't say that you have a daughter-in-law going home." ”

Secretary Xiao Liu was angry: "Can we not mention my daughter-in-law?"

"I just have a good daughter-in-law, why can't I mention a daughter-in-law?" Mo Qingshi stared at Secretary Liu inexplicably.

Secretary Liu wanted to cry sadly, can you still have a good chat?

He stopped talking, turned his sadness into exercise, and desperately moved vegetables and fruits into the car.

However, the trunk of the car was so large that it was quickly filled.

Mrs. Mo tasted the big watermelon handed over by Xinxin, and after just one bite, the cool and sweet feeling obviously hit the taste buds.

Mrs. Mo said: "I really should let those children in the family come over to take a look, this is called delicious, what I used to eat is pig food." ”

Mo Xin laughed out loud when she heard this analogy.

"Grandma, when you eat the food made by your mother, you will know what it means to be happy. ”

"yes, then grandma will have to try it later. ”

After dinner, Mrs. Mo finally felt what it meant to be delicious.

It's so delicious, and it will be a fairy day to live with my eldest son in the future.

When it was time to sleep at night, Mrs. Mo made a request.

"I want to see Mo and his wife. ”

When Mo Lao heard this, he frowned and said, "Why are you doing seeing the two of them, don't be angry with you anymore." ”

"No, I have to meet them, I'm going to ask them face to face how they managed to be such white-eyed wolves. ”

Mo Lao knew that his wife was angry, so he compromised and said, "I'll accompany you tomorrow." ”

"I'll rub your legs!" I said, and sat up.

Old Madam Mo shook her head and said, "No, my legs don't listen so much anymore, it's okay to feel better." ”

Mo Lao was a little unconvinced: "How can you say that if it doesn't hurt, it won't hurt?"

Mrs. Mo smiled: "My granddaughter rubs me every day, and her little hands are soft and soft on my legs, which is very comfortable." ”

"I've always wanted to have a soft and delicate little girl, but I haven't had any, and now it's okay to have a little granddaughter, which is really sweet. ”

"She looks so good, and she is obedient and sensible, every time I see her, my heart is going to be warmed. ”

"It's strange to say, my little granddaughter's little hands are like magic, my leg has been sore for so many years, and it doesn't hurt so much when I am gently rubbed by my little granddaughter. ”

Mo Lao laughed: "Don't you know, in order to compete with Lao Yuan for this granddaughter, I didn't fight with him a lot of wits and courage." ”

Old Madam Mo glanced at him with disgust: "You are stupid, your granddaughter is our own child, and you still have to fight with him?"

Mo Lao said at the time: "I didn't know it at the time, but later I knew that I could wake up with a smile in my dreams in the future, didn't you see that when I didn't let my granddaughter Lao Yuan be my godfather, Lao Yuan's face was about to cry hahahaha......"