Old Man Mo realized that if he, the head of the family, didn't take care of it, or didn't take a stand, maybe outsiders would be misled by Jiang Hongying's natural attitude.

Old Man Mo said coldly: "Who gave you the power to say that he is the heir of the Mo family?" I'm not dead yet! This family is not your turn Jiang Hongying to be the master, the heir of the Mo family has not yet been decided, let me hear your words in the future, don't blame me for being unkind to you! ”

Jiang Hongying's face changed greatly, "This ...... Dad, Haohao is not the heir, so who is the heir? Who do you want to be the heir? ”

Old Man Mo squinted his eyes, with obvious anger on his face, "It's not your turn, you don't have the right to question, Jiang Hongying, you haven't taken care of you in the past few years, you've become more and more unruly, right?" Dare to question me? ”

Looking at Old Man Mo's cold face, Mo Huai next to him was a little scared, and quickly pulled Jiang Hongying and asked her to restrain herself.

Really, I really thought my dad was like me, you can do whatever you want?

Grandma Mo looked at the chicken soup on the ground, and felt very distressed, "My chicken soup!" ”

Old Man Mo was stunned for a moment and looked at her.

Grandma Mo looked distressed, and at the same time her teeth itched angrily, "You guessed right, this is the chicken soup I brought back for you to eat, boiled with a lot of medicinal herbs, specially for the two of us to replenish our bodies, medicinal food!" ”

Depend on!

Old Man Mo was angry, his wife worked hard to bring the chicken soup back from outside, and his granddaughter-in-law worked hard to stew to honor him, he ran down from upstairs to try his granddaughter-in-law's craftsmanship, but as a result, he was sprinkled with this useless thing?

Old Man Mo's face immediately became even more ugly, looking at Mo Yunhao everywhere, the man of his Mo family was raised like a little white face, and he felt ashamed when he said it, this bastard thing......

"With such a big person, can you still use it a little? A bowl of chicken soup can't be served well, and you still want to be the heir of the Mo family with this virtue? Jiang Hongying, that's how you taught your son? Stretch out your hand to me, I'll teach you a good lesson today! ”

The last sentence was said to Mo Yunhao.

This is the grandson of his Mo family!

Cultivating this virtue, he will be an eyesore when he looks at it.

Old Man Mo was angry and immediately went to get a feather duster.

Chicken soup for granddaughter-in-law!

The old woman brought it back to him personally!

When Jiang Hongying heard that the old man was going to beat her son, she was stunned, her face was full of disbelief, "Dad, Haohao is injured like this, and you still want to beat him?" This chicken soup is so hot, if you spill it, you will spill it, why not let Sister-in-law Zhang make a new one? ”

"Sister-in-law Zhang is to blame for this, why do you put such hot chicken soup in the bowl......"

"Shut up!"

Old Man Mo roared.

"My son is a waste, and he can't even serve a bowl of chicken soup well, and he still has the face to blame others? Look at his virtue, he looks like a little white face, which of my Mo family's descendants is like him? ”

Rubbish!

These two words completely stimulated Jiang Hongying, Mo Yunhao is her only son, all her hopes, and the grandson of the Mo family, she has always hoped that her son can inherit the Mo family and be the head of the Mo family!

Now that she is scolded by the old man for being a waste, how can she stand it?

"Dad, what do you say? We Haohao are obviously good boys, why are we waste? He is young and ignorant now, and it will be good when he grows up, and he doesn't need to do these little things. ”

"Besides, he is a child of our Mo family, even if you are not satisfied with him, you can't belittle him like this."