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Qin Libin wanted to catch up and fight, but thinking about the money he had just spent, and the "hot" green book in his hand, he didn't dare to do it!

After all, those handles are still in the hands of those insatiable people, and they are really bloody!

Qin Libin looked at Mo Xiangshan and Mo Huihui's back with resentment, and inadvertently looked at Mo Xiaomi's eyes and expressions, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart, how could this have such eyes?

Contempt, indifference, mockery, schadenfreude······

She's just a little kid!

I don't want to, anyway, the cheap money loser is no longer his daughter, and it has nothing to do with him in the future, so I should hurry back and explain the situation to Wen Yihan.

After going back, Mo Huihui told Mr. Wu to take back all those photos and didn't want to be left behind. Since it has nothing to do with them, I don't want to make trouble again because of these things.

She is an ordinary woman who just wants to live a peaceful life and raise her daughter well.

Mo Xiangshan found Old Man Wu and said: "Brother Wu, Huihui has already got the house and money, but the Qin family is very annoying, the house is kept, and Huihui will not be stable in the future, I want to sell it, and then add millet's child support, buy a shop in Yanjing, and move the hukou of millet and Huihui to the neighborhood where the newly bought house is located, and the Qin family's mischievous seeds will not be able to find them." The shop is rented out, the rent in Yanjing is expensive, enough for their mother and daughter to live, I still have some land at home, two small hills, take care of it, and always live a good life. ”

"Well, that's a good idea, that's okay, I'll let Jianguo get it later, and I promise to do it well for you." Old Man Wu also understands that those old shrews, who are annoyed when they see them, can't beat or scold, so they hide, sell their original houses, and buy a shop for rent, and the rent is very considerable.

"Thank you, Brother Ng." Mo Xiangshan said gratefully, "Now that you lack nothing, I don't know how to repay you." Xiaomi, you study hard, you have the ability to grow up, and repay Grandpa Wu well. ”

Mo Xiaomi stood up and bowed to Old Man Wu: "Thank you, Grandpa Wu, I will definitely remember it in my heart." ”

People who know how to be grateful will not have a bad heart. Old man Wu, old lady Wu likes Mo Xiaomi even more.

Wednesday is the day when the Wu family has a big dinner.

Wu Jianmin, Wu Jianguo brought his wife and children to the Wu family's old house for dinner.

Wu Jianguo has a son and a daughter, the daughter is eleven years old, named Wu Qiong, as soon as she comes back, she goes upstairs and does not play with Mo Xiaomi; The son, who is nine years old this year, is named Wu Peng, and he is a child who is screwed up and is silent.

Wu Jianmin has a son named Wu Kun, who is six years old this year and is a chubby and cheerful child.

Mo Xiangshan's family lived in the Wu family and was also invited to a dinner.

Mo Huihui couldn't stay idle, so she helped Mrs. Wu prepare together and made a few local specialty dishes in Lihua Bay, Mountain Province.

Mo Mi sat obediently on the small bench and was helping to choose leeks.

On the road outside the steel fence, a few little boys were playing football, which happened to kick into the yard and hit Mo Xiaomi's calf.

"Huh?" Mo Xiaomi exclaimed, "The kick that doesn't have long eyes on my leg? ”

"Humph!" Outside the fence, a fat boy pinched his waist, "Little, you are very rampant!" ”

You're a little!

Today, Uncle Wu has helped their family sell their house, and bought four shops along the street, although the location is a bit remote, rented to two of them, and the rent is 800 yuan a month.

The matter has been done, grandpa has already bought a train ticket, and he will leave tomorrow morning, so he is not afraid of offending these little boys!

"Humph!" Mo Xiaomi smiled, "I have something even more rampant!" ”

After speaking, Mo Xiaomi stood up, kicked hard, and the black and white football, spinning in the air, rushed out of the fence, and continued to fly up, directly clamping on the branch of a tree more than ten meters high on the side of the road.