General, cut off your sleeves!

The half-grown child's back gradually disappeared at the door, and Mo Wanqing pinched her chin and thought for a while before coming up with a sentence: "Your baby is not bad."

Zhishu Dali's appearance is not quite the same as his mother, at least from him, I can't detect any disgusting aura.

"Ziyuan was brought up by me when I was a child. I sent him to school when he was young, and he came back only half a year. He has a good temperament." He said it so modestly, but the pride and pride in his eyes are actually It's never been broken, he raised Ziyuan as his successor, and this kid is very competitive and top-notch in everything.

Well, you gave birth to a good son.Mo Wanqing is too lazy to complain to him, let him continue to be Shale's father.

"Sister-in-law's matter really didn't affect him?"

Although that woman treated him 1 times badly, but in name, he would not be stingy enough to give her the title of sister-in-law.He is not confused like some women, he can clearly distinguish between public and private.

It's just that she is purely worried about this silly father. It's not uncommon for her to argue with her father because of her mother's affairs. The smarter and precocious child is the harder to serve.

"I'm not sure, but this child is not sensible since he was a child, so he should have the ability to distinguish right from wrong."

Mo Wanqing didn't speak any more, and drove him away after a while, saying that he wanted to teach Mo Ni how to read, thinking he was in the way.Zou Jinchu reckoned that Zou Ziyuan was about to arrive at Song's house, and sent someone to inquire about the news, in order to rush to save the child if something went wrong.

In the end, the news of the accident did not arrive, but the news that Zou Ziyuan was going to stay there overnight made him anxious, and he rested nervously after confirming that Ziyuan said so himself, and that there was nothing unusual.

In the early morning of the next day, Zou Ziyuan came back in the car without making a sound, and went to see his father after he got up.

Zou Jin and Chu Zai took a closer look to make sure that he hadn't suffered any grievances, so he pretended to ask calmly: "How did you sleep at your grandfather's house yesterday? How is your mother?"

Half-year-old boys answered one by one. Grandpa's family is very good, and mother is also taken care of well. There is nothing wrong with it.At the end, he looked up at his father and asked a question that Zou Jinchu never dared to think about.

"Father, do you want to join hands with him for the rest of your life?"

"Ah, who?" Zou Jinchu subconsciously thought of that soft and beautiful boy, but quickly realized that he couldn't show it in front of the child. After all, he was Yuxian's son. He felt uncomfortable.

It's a pity that Ziyuan is not easy to fool, he directly called out his name and said: "Mo Wanqing, I heard that he is called this name, maybe I should call him little daddy in the future?"

Zou Jinchu was silent for a while, but the rough-skinned man could not stand the tricks of words, he really would not push this topic away, and Zou Ziyuan's attitude was also very determined to ask for an answer.

But he really didn't know how to answer. His affection for Mo Wanqing was beyond that of a friend, beyond that of a brother, but Mo Wanqing still had a brotherly relationship with him. despise.

There are also male wives in the Celestial Dynasty, even if His Majesty has several male concubines, but male wives are often much lower than female wives, and are required to stay in the backyard like women and never go to court.

Mo Wanqing is not an oriole that can be confined in the yard, he is a Kunpeng who will spread its wings and fly high in the future.He should have his own vast sky, so how could he bear to tie him in a square yard.

So Zou Jinchu said bitterly after a while: "I don't deny that I had this idea, but I don't force it. Your Uncle Mo should have his own career."

Zou Ziyuan nodded, his face was still full of baby fat but serious like an adult, he said seriously to his slightly tired father: "Father, actually I don't hate what you did to mother, she also has her own Fault, and you have treated her very kindly, I believe that if mother is sober, she will not be addicted to it anymore."

He paused for a moment as if he had made a decision, "Father, I won't object to you marrying him. The only thing is, you can only marry him, not you."

stupid.Is this what an eight-year-old child said?

If it wasn't for this child who was brought up by him alone, he would have thought that his child was possessed by other spirits. Although his family Ziyuan is precocious, he hasn't reached such a precocious stage, okay?And he promised that he never taught him about it, so here comes the problem.

"Who told you this?" The eight-year-old child, as a father, he has never said this, so who are these people who told him?What is the intention?

"Dad, don't worry, no one can tell me that. I know this all by myself. Come back this time. The family has changed a lot. I think I can practice being on my own. I really don't care about you and uncle." I will mind, and dad doesn't have to take care of me, let alone feel guilty. Speaking of which, I see what my mother has done these years, so I feel guilty."

The two words he said made him, a father, speechless, but he felt a sense of relief that he had never felt before. He stroked Zou Ziyuan's head with emotion and said, "Okay, dad is not guilty, son Don't feel guilty about Yuan, if you miss your mother, go and visit on behalf of your father."

All kinds of feelings for the ex-wife have long since turned into sympathy after she went mad, but his current status is not suitable to visit her, and Zou Ziyuan's visit on her behalf is also a knot in his heart.

The father and son talked about it, and there was no quarrel between the two.Zou Ziyuan didn't stay in the mansion for a few days, and he said goodbye after two or three days. Before leaving, he sensibly asked Zou Jinchu to take care of his health. Wan Qing always called him "Uncle" respectfully, without losing his demeanor at all.

Even Mo Wanqing, who has no feelings for him, has changed his opinion of him in the past two days. It really resembles his first impression. This child is very good, not at all like Zou Jinchu. looks...

After Zou Ziyuan left, there were only three rough men left in the family. Zou Jinchu liked to run to Mo Wanqing every day after court, and sometimes dragged him to fish in the small pond in the garden.

However, the supposedly beautiful and romantic picture was completely destroyed by Mo Wanqing, who didn't know how to appreciate it. He looked at the sparkling water surface, focused on the fish swimming underwater, and said to Zou Jinchu in distaste for a while: "Here The fish is so skinny, are you hungry? This kind of fish should not taste good."

Zou Jin Chumo... In fact, he wants to say that most of the fish here are ornamental carp, and fishing is not for eating, but for self-cultivation.

But for Mo Wanqing, who only sees the word "practical", fishing is a waste of time.

"If you want to eat fish, you can definitely catch them. It would be too troublesome to catch them one by one."

Without waiting for Zou Jinchu to refuse, he took out his knife and hit the place where the fish school passed by. Three or four fish were stunned by him violently and fell to the shore. Unfortunately, it fell on Zou Jinchu's cuff, and his whole body was petrified...

Turning his head to meet Mo Wanqing's eyes that seem to be filled with autumn water, he said a little stiffly: "Actually...fishing is a kind of activity. The fun lies not in how much you catch, but in the process that can make people calm down."

"Oh, steamed, braised or soup?"

"Don't make soup, everything else..." This is Zou Jinchu, whose mouth always precedes his brain. As soon as he finished speaking, his Wanqing abandoned him, and walked away without looking back with a few fish heads.

Talking about romance with Mo Wanqing will always end in misery.

In the evening, Mo Wanqing actually steamed one of the fish, braised the other in braised sauce, and grilled a few small ones. Later, seeing that Zou Jinchu also brought some fish back, he simply made pickled fish.

Therefore, the dinner for the three of them was a whole fish feast. In order to understand, Mo Wanqing also fried two small dishes so that no one would get bored.

In fact, fish meat is not easy to get greasy, and with Mo Wanqing's unique cooking method, the taste is very delicious, even Mo Ni, who is usually afraid of spit thorns, added two bowls.

After a while, there was a mess on the table, and Mo Wanqing looked at this scene with emotion, "I thought today would be a waste, but I didn't expect you to be so good at eating."

The two people who were "complimented" stopped at the same time, and then continued to fight each other with different goals. Zou Jinchu even praised "delicious!"

Just like a starved ghost reincarnated, only Mo Wanqing here doesn't feel that the food he cooks is delicious, it's clearly an ordinary dish, and the taste is not particularly unique.

According to the old rules, the person who cooks doesn't have to wash the dishes, so Mo Wanqing ran to the side to toss his flowers and plants after eating, and he was the only one who was obsessed with green leafy plants.

Between Zou Jinchu and Mo Ni, it is impossible to expect Zou Jinchu to wash the dishes. Usually, when it is his turn, he will ask the servants to clean up. On the contrary, it is Mo Ni who carries a big basin to the well to wash the dishes the next day.

The delicate little flowers are actually very suitable for Mo Wanqing who looks equally delicate, and his appearance of bowing his head to fiddle with the flowers and plants is very demure, but unfortunately he can always say something that ruins the atmosphere, such as: "Do you think this kind of flower can be eaten?" ?”

Looking at the pink and tender rose in his hand, Zou Jinchu exhausted his brain to dig out a trace of knowledge from the depths of his memory, "It should be edible..."

"Hey, if Zou Jinyuan is there, he must know it with his knowledge."

During the time when the second brother was missing, apart from Zou Jinchu who was constantly running around, Mo Wanqing was also worried about him.

"A few days ago, someone said that they saw the second younger brother go to the mass grave in the suburbs of the city. I sent someone to look there, but there was no trace..."

"Mass graves on the outskirts of the city? Seriously?" An ominous premonition gripped his heart suddenly. That was the place where Boss Zhang disappeared and died for the last time... sin ants... after death... parasitic!

"I'm going to check it out!"

"Ah?" Before he could ask the reason, a servant suddenly rushed in and said, "General, hurry up, there is an imperial edict!"

It can be said that the imperial decree came suddenly and without warning, it seemed to be an edict issued by the king on a whim.Zou Jinchu immediately followed the boy to change clothes, receiving the imperial decree is not a matter of carelessness, and there is no room for omissions.

"Just wait a moment, I'll go with you after the imperial decree is read." Only after Mo Wanqing's affirmative reply did he leave in peace.