Mo Wuwu no longer wants to deal with Mo Zhenglin and Mo Jiahui here, let her apologize to Mo Jiahui, that is even more impossible! She crossed the two and left indifferently!

Mo Jiahui saw that she wanted to leave, and stopped her without saying a word: "Sister, you beat me in front of my father, and now I still want to leave without saying a word, do you think it is possible?

These words were said in Mo Zhenglin's heart, and he hated Mo Wuwu's behavior of not taking him seriously!

Mo Wuwu never thought that on the first day she moved home, she would be fortunate enough to experience such a 'fine' show! A sarcastic smile hung on the corner of her mouth: "It seems that my sister's slap is not enough, do you want to do it twice?"

The cold light in her eyes made Mo Jiahui feel a little frightened!

And Mo Zhenglin at this time, he was already roaring for Mo Jiahui: "Mo Wuwu, you are simply too presumptuous! Don't think that I dare not do anything to you! I already tolerate you very much when you slapped your sister three times just now! You dare to touch your sister again, see if I don't peel your skin!"

"Hehe......" Mo Wuwu laughed twice when he heard this, and his voice suddenly became cold: "Dad, you are really 'good' to me!"

Of course, Mo Zhenglin heard that Mo Wuwu was saying the opposite, he just wanted to go crazy, but the 'door' of the room behind the three of them was suddenly opened, and Mo Aiguo stood at the 'door' with his crutches. , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ .

"Mo Zhenglin, you come in for me!" Mo Aiguo's angry roar resounded through the house.

And hearing this roar, Mo Wuwu almost burst into tears!

She's ...... Tears of joy!

The conversation between the three of them just now has been outside Mo Aiguo's 'door', Mo Wuwu thought at that time, her grandfather couldn't have heard nothing, and he didn't show up for a long time, can't he forgive her?

She was anxious, hesitant, worried, and always worried that her grandfather would never care about her again!

However, in the end, Grandpa still came out...... She's really happy!

Mo Zhenglin is a filial son, he didn't dare to disobey Mo Aiguo's words, and when he heard Mo Aiguo shouting at him, he could only throw away Mo Wuwu's things first and listen to Mo Aiguo's teachings!

But when he left, he didn't forget to glare at Mo Wuwu fiercely: "We are not done with this matter!"

Like this kind of cruel words without deterrence, Mo Wuwu automatically ignored them, and when Mo Zhenglin and Mo Aiguo disappeared from her sight together, she looked at Mo Jiahui, who was still in front of her: "Now let it go!"

Mo Jiahui's heart rose with a deep unwillingness: "Don't think that grandpa is so great about supporting you, remind you, grandpa has begun to disappoint you now!"

Mo Wuwu heard this, smiled lightly, and did not answer.

And although Mo Jiahui is very unwilling to let Mo Wuwu go, and even more unwilling to let her three slaps in vain, what can she do?

Mo Wuwu didn't continue to stay at home, went to the room to clean up his things, and went to the hospital to visit Fang Ziwen......

Mo Aiguo in the bedroom.

Mo Zhenglin stood straight opposite Mo Aiguo, because Mo Aiguo didn't let him sit down!

Mo Aiguo's face was very ugly: "Mo Zhenglin, you are getting longer and more capable now, and you will punch and kick your own 'girl' at every turn, you can do it!"

"I didn't. Mo Zhenglin retorted weakly.

"Don't you think that I didn't hear anything because I'm deaf, you dare to say that you didn't worry just now?" Mo Aiguo yelled at him angrily!

Mo Zhenglin became justified at this time: "There is also a reason why I beat her, she has a kind of dare to have children before marriage, is it not good for me to be a father's education? Besides, did I punch and kick her? I just slapped her lightly, how can it be as serious as you said, Dad." ”

Mo Aiguo picked up his crutches and slammed it on the ground at this time: "Are you trying to anger me? I said that you will reply ten sentences to me, you are still reasonable, right?"

Mo Zhenglin was silent and silent, he knew that the more he talked back, the more angry Mo Aiguo became, so he simply didn't say anything.

Mo Aiguo also knew that it was useless to blindly 'force' Mo Zhenglin to treat Mo Wuwu well, so he changed to a serious tone and said: "Zhenglin, it's not that Dad said you, you said that since you were a child, have you ever been 'sexual' to worry and Yan Yue?

Mo Zhenglin also had something to say: "Dad, you just talk about me, what about you? When did you become exactly the same as Jiahui and Jiahui? You still don't want to worry about everything? If I don't go to Jiahui again, how should Jiahui's life be lived?"

Mo Aiguo's face turned cold at this time: "These two can't be compared at all, I have my own reasons for doing this! I know in my heart who I should be good to!"

When Mo Zhenglin heard this, he was immediately a little unhappy: "Since you said so, I know very well what to do!"

"You...... What do you kid know!" Mo Aiguo 'wanted' to stop talking: "Okay, don't talk about this." I'm telling you, I don't care about anything else, you give me a break while I'm living at home, and if I know that something like this is happening, I'll move out with I!"

When Mo Zhenglin heard this, he immediately asked: "Could it be that Mo Wuwu is doing such a shameful thing as being pregnant out of wedlock, and I, who is a father, have to turn a blind eye?"

"I've heard what the three of you said, and I believe that Sorrow is not pregnant. ”

"Dad, do you believe me!"

Mo Aiguo glared at his son: "I don't care if you believe it or not, in short, this matter is not allowed to be mentioned again! At the moment, there is one more thing that is very important, that is, the worrying marriage." Worry is also not small, it is the age to talk about marriage, since she said that Shen Sheng will not marry, and the two also have the fact of husband and wife, I think this matter is settled, pick a time for worry to bring Shen Sheng home. ”

Speaking of this, Mo Zhenglin's attitude was extremely resolute: "Dad, I have already said before, I resolutely disagree with this matter, there is no room for negotiation!"

Mo Aiguo knew where Mo Zhenglin's heart was: "Zhenglin, how many years have passed since Shu Qiu's affairs, you should have let go a long time ago, is it because she ran away with the rich man, you don't let your daughter' marry a rich man? What kind of logic is this? Who doesn't expect the 'daughter' to marry a good family, you can do the opposite!"

Shu Qiu is Mo Zhenglin's taboo, and he doesn't want anyone to mention it: "Dad, I'll go out first if there's nothing else." ”

Mo Aiguo sighed deeply at this time: "Perhaps, there were other reasons for Shu Qiu's departure back then, why are you so persistent." ”

He never believed that his knowledgeable and understanding daughter-in-law 'woman' was really the kind of powerful 'woman' who coveted glory and wealth!

When Mo Zhenglin heard this, he didn't say a word, and sometimes he wanted to use such a reason to convince himself, but no matter how much he didn't want to believe it, Shu Qiu still turned his back on him!

"Zhenglin, remember Dad's words, try to be kind to your worries, otherwise you will definitely regret it!" Mo Aiguo wanted to tell the secret he had hidden for more than 20 years, but for the sake of this family, he could only endure it!

Mo Zhenglin only thought that he was complaining about Mo Wuwu, so he didn't take it seriously, at this time, he suddenly remembered the old man who came to Mo Aiguo in the morning: "Dad, who is that old man this morning? Is it your old comrade-in-arms? Looking at his identity, it seems to be very unusual." ”

Mo Aiguo knew that telling the true identity of the old man would definitely frighten his son, and he didn't want to cause another unnecessary questioning or trouble because of this, so he only said: "It's my old comrade-in-arms, who had some military achievements in his early years, so he was a leader, and now he is retired and resting at home." ”

Mo Zhenglin saw that Mo Aiguo said so lightly, so he thought that the military exploits and leaders in his mouth were only a small level, and he was no longer interested in the identity of the old man, so he chatted with him a few more words and went out.

............

Hospital.

Mo Wuwu bought daffodil 'flowers' and came to the ward.

Fang Ziwen smiled lightly when she saw her: "I thought you wouldn't come today, I finally looked forward to a quiet day, but I didn't expect you to come anyway." ”

Mo Wuwu knew that she was joking with herself, so she also smiled: "You want to get rid of me so soon? ”

"You. Fang Ziwen shook his head: "Can't you find something to do on your own? Why do you have to spend time here with me?" It's just a waste of time. ”

Mo Wuwu disagreed with her statement: "How can this be called 'waste' wasting time? Looking at such a big beauty like you all day long is completely enjoyable, and others don't want to have this kind of opportunity." ”

Fang Ziwen couldn't stand the shaking of his body: "Yes, don't hold me, I'm easy to be 'confused' when you hold me." ”

Mo Wuwu laughed twice when he heard this, and after laughing, he was a little puzzled: "By the way, why are you alone today?"

"They didn't come today because of something, anyway, I don't have anything to do here, and when they come, they will chat with me, or everyone will watch TV together, it doesn't matter if you don't come, so do you, don't come if you're busy." ”

Mo Wuwu replied with a smile: "If it's not in the way, I'll be an idler...... How are you feeling today?"

Fang Ziwen 'touched' the place where the wound was 'touched': "The wound healed quickly, and now my arm can move freely, as long as the movement is not big, the wound will not hurt...... By the way, I have nothing to do today, and I've been painting for a while, do you want to see it?"

"Okay. Mo Wuwu nodded with interest.

Fang Ziwen pointed to the 'drawer' of the cabinet: "It's in the 'drawer' on the second floor, you take it out and look at it yourself." ”

Mo Wuwu opened the 'drawer' she said, there was only one painting in it, she took out the painting and looked at it carefully: "Is the painting of daffodils 'flowers'?"

Fang Ziwen nodded: "Yes." ”

"It's beautiful. "Mo Wuwu couldn't find the words to describe the level of Fang Ziwen's painting, as a 'door' layman, she could only find the word beautiful, because it was indeed beautiful!

"I gave it to you. Fang Ziwen waved his hand and gave the painting to Mo Wuwu.