Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 258 Birthday Gift

Right now, the old lady knew what was going on. She glanced at the reception desk at the door. By coincidence, Zhao Yerong also looked over. The old lady retracted her gaze and snorted coldly: "The old man wants to have a good birthday. Some people always can't make people want it!"

These words of the old lady, Zhao Yerong was far away, and couldn't hear them at all. But the old lady's sardonic look made it hard to figure out what it meant.

She just saw Ye Mu talking to the old lady, and then the old lady's expression changed. Zhao Yerong might have thought that Ye Mu secretly said something to the old lady.

Although Zhao Yerong and Ye Mu were at odds, she at least felt that Ye Mu would not engage in small moves behind her back, but now she doesn't think so.

The old lady took Ye Mu's hand and said, "Let's go over there."

Ye Mu hadn't fully understood the situation, she looked at Mo Shen sideways, and Mo Shen followed her behind and accompanied her, and she turned back to her gaze a little relieved.

Following the old lady to the drawing room on the right, Ye Mu probably understood what it meant.

I don’t know all of them outside. Although they are unfamiliar in the meeting room, they can recognize them. Those who stay here are the Mo family.

Mo Moyu hugged his little niece, saw Mo Shen's figure, put the child down and rushed over: "Brother."

"I thought you weren't coming today." Mo Moyu hadn't seen Mo Shen for a long time, and he was very happy to see him today.

The old lady closed the door, and when she heard Mo Mo's name, she reminded her: "I'm just brother, why not sister-in-law?"

Mo Moyu looked up at the old lady, obviously reluctant to call Ye Mu.

There was a clear threat in the old lady's old eyes, and Mo Moyu could not tolerate resistance. Mo Moyu could only grit his teeth, and shouted Ye Mu as if a mosquito said: "Sister-in-law."

On the side Mo Liqin's five-year-old daughter looked at Ye Mu with flickering eyes, and suddenly raised her head and asked Mo Liqin: "Dad, is she the second uncle's wife?"

"Yes, I want to be a polite child, called auntie." Mo Liqin petted his daughter's head and taught.

"Auntie." Looking at Ye Mu, he yelled obediently.

Ye Mu chuckled, and raised his hand to touch his full head: "Really good."

"Manman, come to Grandma Tai." The old lady waved at Manman with a smile.

A full trot ran into the arms of the old lady, shouting for candy. The old lady grabbed candy from the table and gave her a lot of praise. In fact, she said something deliberately to other people in the house: "We are full of polite people at home, and we know how to say hello. This is the older generation. It’s not as good as a child."

The old lady said so directly, the people in the hall looked at each other, each with some embarrassment on their faces, but they still did not speak.

The hall fell silent because of the arrival of Mo Shen and Ye Mu. Everyone was busy and did not speak. When the guests outside took their seats in the various halls, the old man and Mo Hong pushed the door in, and there was a slight movement in the dead room.

Mo Hong and the old man were whispering. Seeing Mo Shen in the hall, their brows instantly curled up: "Why are you here?"

"I let it come!" The old man pulled aside and sat down, glanced at Mo Hong, and asked with confidence: "Why? Do you have an opinion?"

Today is the old man's birthday. Even if Mo Hong is angry, he can't dispel the old man's interest. He just swallows the anger in his heart and forced himself to stay silent.

"How dare we have any opinions, today is your birthday, so please be happy." Zhao Yerong answered, with a smile on her face, like a thoughtful father's birthday, just listen carefully in the words, it is not difficult to hear Some mockery.

The old lady just raised her chopsticks, and when she heard Zhao Yerong's words, she drooped her head sharply, dropped the chopsticks on the table, and watched Zhao Yerong say: "There is one thing in front of everyone today, I want to announce. "

The people who picked up the chopsticks quietly put the chopsticks back, waiting for the old lady's next words.

The old man smoked a cigar without talking. The old lady's words, it seems that the two of them have discussed together, in order to take this opportunity to announce it today.

"The old man and I plan to make a will first in a few days. We are too old and live a few years later. While we are still alive and sober, we decided to divide the existing property." The old lady's sight was from Zhao Ye Rong moved away, looking around and speaking calmly.

The old lady's words were calm, but the people who listened could not be calm. Except for Mo Shen and Ye Mu, almost everyone was agitated.

The old man and the old lady looked like they had nothing left, but they all knew that the two old men still had a lot of things in their hands. Including Mo Hong's shares, and part of them are in the name of the father. They have longed for this inheritance in their hearts, and the old lady is now taking the initiative to say, how can they not be nervous?

"Mom, you are not well right now, why do you suddenly think of this." Zhao Yerong looked a lot better now, calming the old lady: "You and Dad are still tough. Don't think about it."

The old lady pressed two pairs on the table, sat in her seat, smiled unclearly, and sighed: "It won't work if you don't think about it. If this suddenly fails, the property will fall into the hands of one person, lest I get into the soil. , And being scolded as unfair."

"Don't worry." As she said, the old lady looked at her nervous children and grandchildren again: "They all share, but there are so many questions. If you have children, you can share more. You have to work harder to give birth to more A. Xiaomu, especially you, don’t delay giving birth to your career. This woman is still incomparable to a man."

Ye Mu chuckled and lowered his head, without saying anything from the old lady Ying. There is no such thing as anxious.

"Is it boring?" Mo Shen asked softly, approaching her ear.

Everyone was paying attention to what the old lady said about the will, only Ye Mu was absent-minded. Mo Shen's thoughts were not on it, and the two and the others were not on the same channel at all.

Hearing Mo Shen's voice, Ye Mu shook his head: "It's okay."

When she opened her lips and wanted to say something to Mo Shen, Zhao Yerong interrupted and said, "Did you prepare gifts for the old man?"

Several children of the Mo family nodded, eager to show them one by one. When they choose gifts, they try to get closer to the old man's preferences.

Zhao Yerong set his sights on Ye Mu first, but did not speak to her: "Mo Yu, what did you prepare for Grandpa?"

Mo Moyu was named by his name, and he pointed to the big box behind him, and said, "I prepared a set of extremely limited calligraphy for Grandpa. It cost me a lot of money."

As Mo Moyu introduced, he opened the box by himself. Take out the valuable set of calligraphy from the box.

The old man nodded complimentingly: "Mo Yu is rarely used once, grandpa likes it very much."

Zhao Yerong seemed to be very satisfied with the gifts Mo Moyu prepared. She didn't forget the others. She circled everyone around her and ordered her children one by one. She waited until they all gave their gifts. Xiang Ye Mu: "Where is Ye Mu, have you prepared for Grandpa?"

(End of this chapter)