One Hundred Ways to Become a God

This year's Mozambique's year has been particularly lively.

He Wei did not follow Mo Yitao to see Mo’s family. During this time, Mo’s family knew him through various means. He didn’t have the mood to deal with those who were hostile to him. On the second floor, eat snacks and brush the phone, continue to be a rice worm.

It’s just that Mo’s time is a bit long, and it’s not until the end of a meal at noon.

He Wei holding his mobile phone, brushing the star gossip and watching the novels of the meeting, gradually felt a little boring, and did not know if it was the reason why the rice was not eaten in the house after eating in the morning, and the lunch that was sent to the butler was actually There is no appetite in the strange world. I only put two chopsticks on the grass and put down the chopsticks.

“Little Master, is it uncomfortable?” the butler immediately asked with concern. Not to mention the attitude of the owner, he himself likes this little guest very much, it is very clever, and it hurts to look at it, at least it is more attractive than the downstairs ladies who are all stunned by the chin. More, "How come so little?"

He Yan shook his head. "No, I ate too much in the morning. I can't eat it now. Uncle Zhang is going down."

The butler whispered a few words to him, and then went on to serve the owner.

After dinner, He was bored and rolled on the wide and soft sofa for a few laps. At last, the eyes turned, like thinking of a bad idea, pulling out the phone, opening WeChat, and starting to send a message to someone.

Downstairs living room.

Although the Mo Jiaxuan system is dying, there are only two people who are going to be buried, and the Mo family, who are still single, but the sidelines can be said to be flourishing, even if the first family feast only came to the sidelines. The more important people, but still full of Dangdang sitting on the seven or eight tables, taking up more than half of the space in the living room.

A delicate makeup lady was drinking a drink in a careless mouth, and she was moving around with no eyes. Suddenly she saw something, her face was eccentric, and she pulled the mother next to her, whispering: "Mom I just saw Zhang Guanjia holding the meal upstairs."

At the dinner table, everyone was busy wooing the old man and the Mo family, and not many people would have the energy to pay attention to the movement of a housekeeper. However, their relationship with the family is far away. No one in the family can get the other eyes of the Mo family. Therefore, the position that was arranged is relatively biased. It happens to be close to the stairs, so she noticed that Zhang Guanjia was holding it. A meal went upstairs.

Although Zhang Guanjia said that he was only a housekeeper, it is reasonable to say that he was to be included in the ranks of the next person. However, the actual situation is that Zhang Guanjia has been serving in Mojia for more than ten years, and it is very useful for the re-use of the two owners. Has been separated from the scope of ordinary people. To put it bluntly, in the eyes of the current owners, the weight of this steward is probably heavier than most of them. Therefore, even if Zhang Guanjia is only a descendant, they are also polite to them.

The confidant class like Zhang Guanjia, to some extent, represents the identity and status of the host family. When serving the master, it will not pour water for anyone.

Just? She actually saw Zhang Guanjia personally took the meal and went upstairs?

Could it be that the boy who was personally received by Mo’s master in the main house called Mo Zhen... I heard that it was a solitary side of a side branch, and his life was very poor.

In her mind, she couldn't help but think of the rumor that has been circulating in Mohs during this time and that most people are restless. The expression is a little weird and stagnant.

What she can think of, the lady sitting next to her can't think of it, but her performance is much calmer than her daughter. After a short surprise, she gently put her arms on the waist side of her daughter. With a smile, I looked at the people on the dinner table and said to my daughter with a very low voice: "Don't care so much, these things are not what we should blend."

The girl returned to God and quickly conflated her face with a sullen expression. She exchanged a short but dark vision with her mother and changed back to the delicate and elegant rich woman.

The mother said yes, their home is just an unremarkable one in the countless branches of Mo, and the position of Mo’s mother is not likely to fall on her head. Moreover, she believes that she is indeed not worthy. Mo Yitao's. Regarding the fact that the Mo family found a boy as a lover, or let those who want to be the hostess of the Mo family, worry about it.

She is a wise man. From the actions of Zhang Guanjia, it can be seen that the boy’s weight in the Mo family is not low, at least much higher than some people think.

I think of the few women in the family who dreamed of marrying Mo Yitao every day and even self-concerned themselves. She couldn’t help but sullenly sullen. If the group of girls with eyes above the top knows their position in the eyes of the Mo family, it is not as good as a man.

Thinking so, she suddenly had some subtle affection for the boy who had never met.

Except for her who looked at her because she was doing nothing, the people sitting at their table did not seem to notice Zhang’s actions. The girl looked at the people around if she had nothing to do, and covered the rising corner of the mouth with a paper towel. I didn’t know how many times I was happy.

But compared to her pleasure, some people's mood is not so beautiful.

For example, a certain woman who has developed well because of this branch, and then with the family to squeeze into the main table Miss Mo.

Because when Mo Yitao stood up to the team, he did not follow the people with shallow eyes and gave the new homeowner a scorpion. Their home is now the most beautiful branch of Mo Yitao. And because her father's ability to work is also very outstanding, very much Mo Yitao valued, so she has long thought in her heart that if Mo can get someone to sit in the position of the mother of Mo, it must be hers.

She was still able to sit on the main table for herself, and pressed those who were often smothered by her eyes because of her eyes, and she was smug, but soon, this kind of pride was rushed by Mo Yitao’s cold attitude. Nothing left.

At the dinner table, her mother talked about the topic to her several times, and Ms. Mo seems to be very satisfied with her. Cooperating with the praises, but Mo Yitao still has the same meaning as before. In a smile, I didn’t care about eating food, and even a little light was too lazy to give her.

Thinking of the recent rumors that the Mo family had picked up a little boy from the side to the old house, she felt a little tight in her heart.

It doesn't matter.........Mo Yitao is such a person. For everyone who is this face, she has already got used to it. Anyway, no one except her is qualified to sit in that position. Now playing the little boys is only temporary. I believe that in the end, smart people like Mo Jiazhu will always make the most favorable choices for themselves.

She was so comforted by herself that she calmed down quickly, but after a few minutes, she heard Mo Yitao’s mobile phone sending a text message. The Mo family was uncharacteristically, quickly pulled out the phone and tapped it while revealing A light smile.

An angry temper was mixed with embarrassment. She couldn't hold the cup in her hand for a moment. The cup fell on the table, and the red wine in the cup was splashed along the table along her delicate skirt.

"Oh..." The people on the table stunned a little because of this change. Everyone cast a variety of eyes on her. Only the Mo family who sat in the main position did not notice the small incident. Like a small riot, the head does not lift the news back to someone.

"Brother, a person is so boring."

"Oh, it’s over. It’s time to go with you as soon as you are finished. Will you go out for a snowman in a while?”

"Okay, what?"

Mo Jiazhu:!