Mo Qijue was beaten by his grandparents in mixed doubles.

I can't fight back yet.

He was so worried that he grabbed Tong Jiumo's clothes and said aggrievedly, "Momo, don't you care about your grandparents?" They're bullying your husband. ”

Tong Jiumo snorted and laughed, then looked at Grandpa Mo and said, "Grandpa, don't beat a three-year-old, he's so naïve, if he fights again, he may become a one-year-old, and it's so difficult to take a one-year-old baby." ”

"Mom, Mom, don't fight, don't fight!" Chi Bingqing hurriedly hugged Grandma Mo's body, "If you beat Dumb Mo Qijue again, you will really be tired of Momo, Momo finally brought up Lezai, don't beat another one, it's very tiring to bring a baby." ”

"Old man, stop it, stop fighting, fight a little more, wait a little longer, your eldest grandson will pretend to be crazy and stupid and ask Momo to take care of her like a baby." Grandma Mo hurriedly grabbed Grandpa Mo and said.

Grandpa Mo stopped his movements in time and looked at Mo Qijue with disdain, "You are so scheming with your little cub!" ”

"Grandpa, do you know that my daddy is a scheming boy? He's bad, he's bad! "Mo Li Sima complained about Mo Qijue.

"Is this an official complaint?" Grandpa Mo asked with a snicker.

"Eldest grandson, your scheming is so heavy, it's really not advisable." Grandma Mo complained.

"Wujiang, look at the child you gave birth to, you actually gave us a sticky essence!" Grandpa Mo said solemnly to Mo Wujiang who didn't speak.

Mo Wujiang was suddenly named and frowned, "I didn't know he was like this." ”

"Grandparents, parents, in fact, he is very good at the age of three, don't reject him like this." Tong Jiumo saw that Mo Qijue's status at home was so low, and he felt sorry for him.

His own son is not as high as her daughter-in-law, who has just married in a short time.

"Momo, do you really think Mo is three years old?" Chi Bingqing asked cautiously.

"I think it's very good, good-looking, rich, capable, and loves my wife, mainly because I don't smoke, don't drink, and don't gamble! It's my ideal type! Tong Jiumo reached out and took Chi Bingqing's hand and said gratefully, "Mom, I'm really grateful that you gave birth to such a good husband for me." ”

Chi Bingqing was a little excited, "Really? I'm worried that this son isn't worthy of you. ”

"No, he's very good." Tong Jiumo pursed her lips and smiled.

When Mo Qijue heard Tong Jiumo praise him like this, he was so moved that he buried his face in Tong Jiumo's shoulder, "Momo, I am also very grateful to your parents for giving me such a good wife." ”

"My wife is the most beautiful, fairy, and best in the world."

Mo Qijue carefully held her little hand, put it in the palm of his hand, and squeezed it gently and gently.

Tong Jiumo touched his head, and his voice was low and soft, "My mouth is so sweet, I don't have candy." ”

"Mommy, I want sugar too, and I want two." Tong Lele heard that there was candy to eat, so he hurriedly ran over, hugged Tong Jiumo's calf, looked up at Mommy and said.

"Why do you only need two?" Tong Jiumo asked.

"I'm going to give a piece of candy to As." Tong Lele said seriously.

"Why don't you give it to your grandfather?" Tong Jiumo asked again.

Tong Lele pouted and said, "Grandpa, they are so good at crying, and the old man who can cry has candy to eat!" I don't need to divide it at all! ”