Mu Han really cooked for Mu Yang, but Mu Yang didn't have the courage to eat.

Although he doesn't like his brother's jealousy and likes to stay with his sister, he is self-aware!

A younger brother is a younger brother, and he can't rob a woman with his brother, even if he is innocent in his heart.

Mu Yang didn't come to eat that bowl of shrimp tail noodles, Wen Xia was controlling his weight again, Mu Han was not hungry, and the elders didn't like spicy food, so no one ate this bowl.

Mu Han looked at the shrimp tail noodles with full color and fragrance, and thoughtfully, Wen Xia took a photo and sent it to Mu Yang.

"Are you sure you don't want to eat it?"

Mu Yang looked at the picture and drooled, if this is accompanied by a bottle of chilled Sprite, don't be too enjoyable.

"Or ...... Looking for someone to bring it to me? Muyang's witty proposal.

Wen Xia felt that it made sense, Muyang didn't want to eat, but he didn't dare to be a light bulb.

Mu Han was hesitating whether to eat the shrimp tails, but the noodles were gone, Wen Xia took the lunch box, quickly packed it, and sent a WeChat message to the security captain.

Soon, the security captain personally came to pick up the meal and sent it to the courtyard where Muyang lived as quickly as possible.

Mu Han was stunned for a moment, why didn't he think about giving it to Mu Yang to eat?

When you raise a child, do you still care about him?

In this regard, it is obvious that Wen Xia is doing better, like a good mother.

After a while, Mu Yang called, Mu Han answered, holding the shelf, and his tone was cold: "Something?" ”

"I haven't eaten your cooking yet!" Zhao Lan huffed, staring at the phone screen, as if staring at Mu Han himself, "Wen Xia has a birthday, if you don't invite me, forget it!" I've been here for the weekend, and you don't come to have a meal with me, do you still have me in your eyes? ”

Mu Han almost forgot that his grandmother still lived in the courtyard, mainly because he lived in this valley, and the people from Shuimuyuan didn't come, it was too clean.

With Wen Xia, I can't stay enough, not to mention being in a dreamy fairyland, with parents and children, enjoying the joy of family, where to worry about other things.

Mu Han was still holding the shelf: "Is there anything else?" ”

Zhao Lan was so angry that she was about to vomit blood: "How long are you going to be angry with me?!" ”

Mu Han: "You're okay, aren't you?" ”

Zhao Lan: "!! I don't agree with you marrying Wen Xia for your own good! She can't help you with anything! ”

Mu Han glanced at Wen Xia and saw her smiling, as if she was telling him that it didn't matter, she didn't care.

But he cared.

"She can give me life," Mu Han said, "fresh, abundant, never-before-seen, happy, life." Did you understand? Have you seen my state when I was with her? ”

Zhao Lan was dumbfounded.

Is it so exaggerated?

Dare to love him, he has lived in vain for the past thirty years, right?

If it weren't for the fact that he lost his parents at such a young age, she would have been drugged and forced him to be with Yiyi.

But she couldn't bear it.

This delay dragged on until Yiyidu was over thirty years old, and she was going crazy with guilt!

How did she face the Qiao family?!

Over the years, she has been in contact with the old lady of the Qiao family as a family member, although there are not many contacts, she is still cordial.

Now that he is bent on others, where does her face go?

For a long time, Zhao Lan didn't speak, feeling depressed, embarrassed, and irritable, but helpless.

This grandson is too assertive, and if he pushes too much, there will only be one result!

He will leave the Mu family cleanly!

"Grandma, are you okay?" Mu Han asked very seriously, respectful, but loved.

Zhao Lan heard it clearly, and her heart was half cold, and her arrogance was mostly gone.

"I'm hungry, there are shrimp tail noodles in Yangyang, I want to eat noodles too, I haven't even eaten your cooking." Zhao Lan said angrily.

Mu Han snorted, and his tone was light: "I'll do it for you another day, I will accompany Wen Xia for a lunch break, hang up first." ”

Zhao Lan: "......" She's like this, and he doesn't give her a face?!

Wen Xia: "...... "Big man, you're pulling hatred for me!"