After Mo Haoran returned home, he saw his grandfather sitting in the living room with a serious face, and his mother, who was sitting next to him, immediately gave him a look.

And his father's face was a little pale, very much like he had just been trained.

Old Man Mo peeked at the bag in Mo Haoran's hand, it was an environmentally friendly cloth bag!

It's still a style that I like to use silently!

Every time I silently send something to their home, I basically use this kind of cloth bag, and I have saved several of them at home.

Old Man Mo asked very majestically, "Are you back?"

"Hmm. ”

Mo Haoran walked over with an expressionless face carrying an environmentally friendly cloth bag, and then gently placed it on the table, "Silently let me bring it back." ”

"Oh. ”

Old Man Mo responded calmly, but the movements in his hands betrayed his actual thoughts.

In a matter of seconds, he had already opened one of the bags and taken everything out.

It's a big box of cookies.

He opened the lid, picked up a cookie, and looked at it.

The small square biscuits have a slight golden burnt yellow color and two rows of small holes on them, which are somewhat similar to the usual soda crackers, but they smell different, and they are another familiar aroma.

"This is made from potatoes?"

Mo Haoran corrected very seriously: "Salty potato biscuits!"

Everyone: "......"

You must know that it is a bit awkward to say the word potato in Cantonese, and sometimes people would rather say potatoes than potatoes.

Old Man Mo didn't care about his grandson's boring concern.

It doesn't matter what the cookie is made of, as long as it's delicious, he puts it in his mouth.

When I bite into it, I find that the biscuits are very fragrant and crispy, because they have a little salty taste, and they are delicious and not greasy.

Old Man Mo quickly reached out to get the second piece.

Unexpectedly, it fell short.

The box was moved aside by Mo Haoran.

"Just now you said that this was given to me silently!" Old Man Mo emphasized word by word, and glared at his grandson with sharp eyes.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became solemn.

Li Min nervously tugged at the corners of her husband's clothes, but Mo Wenbin looked at his majestic father and his serious son, opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

It's not his turn to play at this time.

If only Zhiqi was at home?

In the end, he could only pat his wife's hand lightly, and could do nothing.

Just when the atmosphere was getting lower and lower, Mo Haoran opened another bag and said slowly: "This is the processed Houttuynia cordata, which can be soaked in water and drunk, and it is good for gout." ”

"Houttuynia cordata? It's so fishy, don't drink it. ”

Old Man Mo remembered the taste he had tasted, and immediately frowned and refused.

It's just that Mo Haoran ignored it.

He asked Aunt Zhang to bring a porcelain cup with a lid, personally grabbed a small handful of Houttuynia cordata into the cup, poured boiling water, and closed the lid and stuffed it.

"I silently heard that you have gout, and then deliberately got it, which has a very good effect on relieving the symptoms! If you don't drink it, she will be very sad!"

Deliberate and sad also accentuated the tone.

Old Man Mo: "......"

He seems to be threatened by his grandson!!

Li Min and Mo Wenbin found that in this game, their son seemed to have the upper hand, so they didn't think about persuasion.

After a few minutes, Mo Haoran opened the lid of the cup.

A burst of white water vapor wafted out of the cup.

To everyone's surprise, not only was there no fishy smell as expected, but there was even a little aroma.

Li Min smelled it and said, "Hey, it's a bit like cinnamon, and it's a bit like the taste of black tea." ”

"Yes, it tastes like black tea!"

Mok Wenbin also rarely expressed his opinions.

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