Adorable Collection Order: Mr. Lu, Your Nine Sons Shocked the World

After eleven o'clock at noon, Mo Xiaodie bought a lot of snacks and vegetables that Zizhong and Ranran liked to eat and came to a nearby home.

As soon as the door was opened, two small figures rushed towards her.

"Mummy, I miss you so much." Ran Ran hugged her waist, hanging on her body and refused to come down.

Mo Xiaodie was holding something in both hands, so she couldn't free her hand, so she had to bend down when she was hugged.

Mo Zizhong quickly helped her take the things in her hand and put them on the shelf by the door.

"However, come down quickly. Mommy like you will be very tired." He felt sorry for Mommy and prepared to pull Ranran off Mo Xiaodie.

However, seeing that Mo Xiaodie's hands had been freed, she stretched out her arms to act like a spoiled child: "Mummy, hug!"

Mo Xiaodie picked up her daughter with a doting face, grabbed Zi Zhong with the other hand, and walked to the sofa and sat down.

Li Mingyang's daughter-in-law Wang Ping heard the voice and came out of the kitchen: "Xiaodie, you are back!"

Mo Xiaodie quickly put down Ranran, ran over and hugged Wang Ping: "Sister-in-law, thank you!" As she said that, her nose was sore and her eyes were a little red.

Wang Ping patted her on the shoulder: "Family, what are you polite? You forgot, I am the godmother of Zi Zhong and Ranran."

Mo Xiaodie sniffed, pulled Wang Ping onto the sofa, and let her sit down: "Sister-in-law, sit down and rest for a while, I'll make lunch."

Wang Ping was a little reluctant: "I heard from your eldest brother, you went to Yan Village to find children yesterday, and you have been busy all day. When you go home, take a good rest. You can accompany the children, and I will cook."

Ran Ran grabbed Wang Ping and wrinkled her face: "Godmother, let my mommy cook, but I really want to eat her braised pork and sweet and sour pork ribs." As he spoke, his saliva actually flowed down.

Wang Ping wiped her saliva dotingly: "You little conscience, didn't I stew chicken legs for you yesterday? Why are you so greedy!"

Mo Zizhong, who had been standing by the side, couldn't help but say, "Godmother, chicken legs and braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs are not the same taste."

Wang Ping pretended to be angry and pointed at Mo Zizhong: "Da Bao, haven't you always disliked meat? Why are you greedy now?"

Mo Zizhong raised his head proudly: "My mom's dishes are the best, and I like to eat meat too."

Wang Ping pretended to be sad, covering her chest and lying on the sofa: "You two little heartless, godmother is so heartbroken, so sad!"

Seeing that Wang Ping was about to cry, she ran over quickly and threw herself into her arms to please her: "Godmother, your stewed chicken thighs are delicious, but I also like to eat them. Don't be sad, godmother."

Mo Zizhong's mouth moved slightly: "Godmother, stop pretending, adults can't deceive children."

Wang Ping was caught by him, and pointed at them with a smile: "Xiaodie, take a look, your son is about to become a sperm."

Mo Zizhong walked over and sat beside Wang Ping: "Godmother, Ranran and I also love you very much, but your cooking skills are really not as good as my mommy, so don't be angry."

Wang Ping was completely defeated by Zi Zhong: "Whoever you are with this character, you can be maddened in minutes!"

Mo Xiaodie had already walked into the kitchen with the vegetables and meat she had just bought.

Mo Zizhong turned his head and glanced, got up and walked over to help Wang Ping pinching his shoulders: "Godmother, don't be angry! My mommy has only been back for so long, and you should be jealous, adults can't be like this. Be careful."

Wang Ping glared at him and waved his hand speechlessly: "Mo Zizhong, you, go to the kitchen to help Mommy pick vegetables, stop comforting me, your straight man's comfort, you godmother I will share My blood pressure is soaring every minute. I'm going into menopause soon, so stop messing with me."

However, she tilted her head and asked inexplicably, "Godmother, what is menopause?"

Mo Zizhong walked to the door of the kitchen, but turned around and explained to Xiang Ranran in a serious manner: "Menopause is a sign that a woman is getting old, and godmother is about to become a grandmother."

Wang Ping angrily grabbed the pillow on the sofa and threw it over: "Mo Zizhong, are you itchy!"

Li Mingcheng just opened the door and came in at this time, and quickly caught the pillow: "Sister-in-law, have you quarreled with Zi Zhong again?"

"You ask what he just said?"

Li Mingcheng looked at Mo Zizhong in confusion: "You made your godmother angry?"

However, Ran ran over and explained in a serious manner: "My brother said that the godmother will soon become a grandmother after entering the menopause."

Li Mingcheng couldn't help laughing: "Sister-in-law, this is your fault, Zi Zhong is right!"

Wang Ping got up and pointed at Li Mingcheng's nose: "Li Mingcheng, is your skin itching too? Zi Zhong is so outspoken and has no emotional intelligence. You taught him."

Li Mingcheng retorted with dissatisfaction: "Why did I teach it? It's all genetic."

As he said that, he walked to Wang Ping and lowered his voice: "Have you never met his father, a standard straight man, every word can choke people to death."

Wang Ping's eyes lit up, and she pulled him to the balcony with a face of gossip: "Have you met Zi Zhong and their father? How does he look?"

Li Mingcheng rolled his eyes: "Da Sou, I think what Zi Zhong said is true at all, you are really getting old, and you start to forget, their father is Lu Chenxu, the president of the Lu Group, I specially asked you a few days ago. I saw his pictures online."

Wang Ping pinched his ears in dissatisfaction: "Who are you saying is older? Can the photo be the same as the real person?"

"Sister-in-law, I was wrong, let go, it hurts."

Seeing Li Mingcheng begging for mercy, Wang Ping let go.

She looked back at the kitchen with a worried expression on her face: "Alas, in fact, children are happiest when they grow up beside their biological parents. It's just that Zi Zhong's father is too good, too dazzling, I'm afraid he doesn't like Xiao Xiao. butterfly."

Li Mingcheng said bluntly: "You guessed it wrong, now Xiaodie doesn't look down on others."

As soon as Wang Ping heard it, she immediately became interested: "Tell me about it."

So Li Mingcheng, the big mouth, told Wang Ping everything Lu Chenxu said to him in the morning.

Wang Ping slapped her leg: "Such an excellent man is still the biological father of the children, Xiaodie has nothing to hesitate, I will persuade her."

Li Mingcheng was frightened and quickly grabbed her: "My good sister-in-law, don't make trouble, okay? Xiaodie will handle the emotional matters. She doesn't accept President Lu, she should have her own reasons, after all, we don't have any. Having lived through her life, I can't understand how she feels."

In the kitchen, Mo Zizhong looked like he was helping Mo Xiaodie peel potatoes and garlic with a serious face!

"Dabao, you must learn to cook, so that girls will like you in the future, and you can surprise and comfort your wife when she is tired." Mo Xiaodie taught his son earnestly.

Mo Zizhong raised his head and rolled her eyes at her: "Mummy, you think too far."

"How can I think so far, that men who can cook are the most attractive and the most attractive to girls."

"Then my dad, isn't it, is President Lu cooking?"

"This—" Mo Xiaodie thought for a while, she seemed to have never seen Lu Chenxu enter the kitchen.

"Probably not!"

"So, Mommy, you don't like him, do you?" Mo Zizhong suddenly said surprisingly.