Chapter 47: A Depressed Meal

"Grandma Mo." Xiao Yang shouted, and the old lady turned around.

He Qingyan was stunned when he saw the old lady's appearance, this is not the person he met on the road two days ago?

"Xiao Yang is here." Grandma Mo walked over with a smile.

"Well, Grandma Mo, this is" Xiao Yang raised his hand to introduce the people around him, but was answered by the old lady halfway through speaking.

"I know, this must be Dr. He." Grandma Mo smiled at He Qingyan and nodded slightly.

"Hello Grandma Mo, my name is He Qingyan." He Qingyan replied politely.

"Doctor He, I didn't expect us to be quite lucky."

"Grandma Mo, do you know each other?" Xiao Yang looked at the two in surprise, when did these two meet?

Then He Qingyan talked about the process of meeting Grandma Mo, and Xiao Yang knew that there was such a small episode, and it was indeed fate.

At this time, a sweet voice came from behind him: "Grandma Mo." ”

When a few people looked over, not only He Qingyan was stunned, but even Han Ruxue, who came, was stunned, and then walked in the direction of He Qingyan angrily without thinking about it: "Working girl! Why are you here?! ”

Grandma Mo frowned for a moment, Xiaoxue, this child has always been gentle and considerate, why is she so aggressive now.

"How do you speak, what is a working girl, people are Dr. He who saves lives and helps the wounded, you should be careful when you speak, you have no quality!" Xiao Yang glanced at Han Ruxue, and his contemptuous eyes were almost able to shoot arrows.

Mo Dan stood aside and touched Han Ruxue, signaling her not to say anything, and then stepped forward to hug He Qingyan's arm and chatted happily.

Han Ruxue also knew that she was rude in front of Grandma Mo, so she immediately stopped saying and pretended to be a good girl.

Lu Ming was the last to come, and after everyone arrived, he went to the back garden, where the dining table had already been neatly arranged.

Grandma Mo sat in the main seat, with a seat vacated on the left and right, He Qingyan understood that it was probably a seat vacated for Mo Shangbei's deceased parents.

As soon as everyone sat down, they heard a sudden brake, and Grandma Mo said with a smile: "Xiaobei is back." ”

Sure enough, within a few minutes, I saw the man's figure slowly come into view, and the moment I saw him, He Qingyan's heart jumped in a panic again.

"Now that we're all here, let's get started."

Grandma Mo picked up a glass of red wine and continued: "First of all, thank you for not disliking, you can come here on time every year to accompany Xiaobei, I cheer for Xiaobei to have your group of good friends who never leave you!" ”

A table of people raised their wine glasses at the same time to respond to Grandma Mo's call.

"This second glass is for my son and daughter-in-law who died young, my daughter-in-law likes this red wine the most, even with my son, I only drink this kind of red wine, I drink this cup for you."

After everyone watched Grandma Mo toast to herself in front of the empty seat, she followed suit without saying a word.

"This third cup also wishes all the good children here a safe and healthy life."

"Eat more, it's a blessing to be able to eat."

"Okay." Everyone then replied.

A table of people began to move, but in this depressing day, no one would talk or laugh, talk lightly and steadily.

After a while, Grandma Mo smiled apologetically: "I'll leave first, you eat slowly." ”

Grandma Mo left, but there was still no one talking at the table, and she hadn't spoken since Mo Shangbei came back, and everyone was very interested in not looking for something to say.

Twenty minutes after eating the depressed meal, another sound of brakes sounded, He Qingyan looked in the direction of the door in confusion, and Mo Shangbei's hand holding the wine glass tightened, Mo Dan seemed to understand something, and looked at Mo Shangbei cautiously.