Murong Xicheng stretched out his hands and hugged his head, as if he wanted him to take off his hat, as if he was losing his head.

In fact, not only Mu Yutian, but now the people sitting around the table are all curious in their hearts, curious about what Murong Xi has become and wears a hat on his head at home.

It's really funny, Xiang comes from Murong Xicheng, who thinks that he pays the most attention to appearance and taste, what's wrong?

"Grandma...... This hat is the lifeblood of your grandson! Leave me a way to live......" Murong Xicheng lay on the table miserably and pretended to be dead.

"Picked! Otherwise, your bank card will be frozen forever...... No, it's a direct cancellation of the card, and from now on, you will give me an equal share to stay at home honestly! "The old lady has always done what she says, and has never doubted her ability to act, including Murong Xicheng, of course.

"Don't ......" Murong Xicheng was really about to cry.

Mu Yutian couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy for him in her heart......

But in the end, he is still too dependent on his family, and if he has an independent income, his grandmother will not be able to threaten him with this.

So...... In the final analysis, it is Murong Xicheng's own fault.

Mu Yutian thought it through, so she continued to watch the show.

"Okay, then Uncle Wu ......"

"Grandma, good grandma......" Murong Xicheng hurriedly pretended to be cute.

It's a pity that if he is two years old, it may still have some effect, and now that he is in his twenties, he does not have any ability to shake the old lady at all.

"Pick, pick!" Murong Xicheng said helplessly.

He plucked it off his head as if he were dead.

Originally, Mu Yutian had already done a good job, whether he was punished by Murong Yan for shaving his hair or something, but when he really saw the miscellaneous hair on his head, he was almost choked to death by his own saliva.

If it's all light, forget it, and he ...... To put it nicely, it's like a football, but if it's ugly, it's a bald areata, and the visual impact is much stronger.

One has hair, the other has no hair, especially the bangs in the front, which are also cut to the shape of three hairs, in short...... It can only be described as miserable.

Even the old lady couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the others tried to hold back their laughter, or pretend to cough.

The old lady shook her head and pointed at Murong Xicheng with her finger: "You, you, you!" How can I say hello! ”

"It's all the second brother...... Second brother, this is killing me...... Grandma, your grandson is no longer alive, and hair is a person's second face. "Murong Xicheng really has an expression that can't live.

Mu Yutian couldn't remember what kind of hairstyle Murong Xicheng was, but ...... Probably understand, Murong Xicheng was originally highlighted, all kinds of colors, a pinch here, a pinch where, Murong Yanxing is the most unaccustomed to dyeing people's hair, obviously he did it himself, wiped the hair he dyed, and finally created such a distinctive hairstyle.

Murong Xicheng likes to be beautiful the most, whether it is dressing up himself or for other people's requirements, cutting his hair like this does give him a huge lesson.

But...... Mu Yutian glanced at Murong Yanxing, he really knew his younger brother and knew how to treat him most effectively.

"Okay, okay, don't you just hair, I don't think it's okay, you can give me hair and legs at home for a while, don't give me anywhere!" The old lady finally couldn't help but laugh again.

"Grandma! You're still laughing at me......" Murong Xicheng couldn't stand it and continued to howl twice.

"No wonder Murong Xicheng screamed so badly that day, I thought you beat him to death." Mu Yutian turned sideways and whispered to Murong Yanxing.

"Beat it too." Murong Yanxing chuckled, "Beat it in the clothes that you can't see." ”

This person is simply too bad!

So in a relatively relaxed atmosphere, the family began to eat.

As a result, when the meal was about to end, the diàn huà that Mu Yutian put in her pocket suddenly sounded, she took a look and found that it was Gu Jiayin who came.

"Mom's diàn huà, I'll take it." Mu Yutian said to Murong Yanxing beside him, then got up and left his seat, walked a little farther away, and connected to Diàn Huà.

"Yutian! Something happened to your dad! Gu Jiayin's anxious voice came from the other end of Diàn Huà.