Since Han Cuihua was arrested by the public security, the Mo family has been much more peaceful than before.

Even though he already knew that Moxiong was not his own grandson, Messi still took pity on the child and took him home.

When Mo Bai was on the watermelon farm, Mo Xi didn't feel tormented every day because he was accompanied by Mo Xiong.

"Grandpa."

Although Moxiong is still an eight-year-old baby on the outside, his mental age is already in his twenties.

Now that Han Cuihua is gone, she will have to rely on herself in the future.

Mo Xiong calculated that empty nesters would inevitably be lonely, and since he was taken back to Mo's house, he has been pretending to be well-behaved.

"This grandma is—" Moxiong walked up to Messi on his short legs.

Messi introduced: "This is your little aunt. ”

Mo Xiong pretended to be ignorant, and he nodded.

"Sister." He obviously deliberately fell in front of Mo Bai, and with some crying, he stretched out his claws, "Sister." Male pain pain, give whirring. ”

Mo Bai knew that the milk baby in front of her was a scumbag uncle who wanted to plot against her in the eighties, and she also knew that if she told Moxi and Mo Nan about it, no one would believe it.

No matter what era it is, there are always elders who will choose to spoil their children.

"Ryoko." When Messi saw Moxiong who fell, he really relented: "You pick up Ah Xiong and coax him." ”

Mo Bai really wants to expose Mo Xiong in front of Moxi.

The children of which family looked like hungry wolves, and showed a treacherous smile.

But the gaze of Moxi and Mo Nan made it difficult for Mo Bai to speak.

But in a few short seconds, a clever plan welled up in Mo Bai's heart.

She grinned and bent down and reached out to pull Moxiong up from the ground.

Moxi saw that the sister and brother were getting along well, so he took Mo Nan to another room to find some clothes for Han Cuihua.

As soon as they left with their front feet, Mo Xiong revealed his original form, and he said disgusting words in his mouth, "Sister." Xiong Leng, can you strip naked and give Xiong Nuan warmth? ”

Others may not be able to hear the difference, after all, Moxiong is still just a child.

The corners of the white lips were full of sneers, and sure enough, the dog couldn't change its-eating nature.

She suddenly withdrew her hand, and Moxiong fell directly to the ground.

Mo Bai must have done it on purpose!

Mo Xiong cursed secretly in his heart.

Anyway, he's a kid now, and he'll be forgiven for anything wrong.

So Mo Xiong, who was in pain, began to howl and cry, "...... Grandpa......"

Messi, who had just found clothes for Mo Nan in the next room, heard the voice and hurried over.

Mexie saw Moxiong on the ground and held him in his arms in distress, "Ah Xiong." What's going on? ”

“…… Sister, she ......"

Mo Xiong grabbed Moxi's chest, but when he saw Mo Bai's cold eyes, in order to show that he was still a victim, he wrinkled his face aggrievedly and did not say a word.

"Ryoko!"

Although Moxi does not have the idea of patriarchy, he also knows that small fights between children, if they do not have a bowl of water, it is not conducive to the growth of children.

"You say. What's going on? ”

"Ah Xiong scratched my arm just now, and I was in pain for a while, and he slipped on the ground by himself-"

Moxiong, who was in Messi's arms, was angry and annoyed, but he was still a child, and if he behaved like a young man, he would cause unnecessary trouble.

"Is that so?"

Just as Moxiong wanted to get into his mind, Messi placed him on the ground, "Ahsiung. Grandpa asks you, did my sister tell a lie? ”

Mo Bai thought that Mo Xiong must have something in mind, and he was so silent.