Reborn Mommy washes white every day

"Of course," Rong Wan smiled, "Since Yunxi came in, our family has become more and more energetic, right, Si Yan?"

Mo Siyan nodded.

Xu Xinmei didn't expect that Rong Wan would also help Song Yunxi speak.

In my impression, Rong Wan clearly didn't like Song Yunxi.

But at this time, Xu Xinmei could only pretend to be surprised, "I just said that brother Si Yan is different from before. It turns out that it is all the credit of my sister-in-law. Thank you, sister-in-law, for making our brother Si Yan more and more humane now, haha Ha ha!"

Shen Zhulang and Bai Jingtian also laughed.

Didn't notice anything was wrong at all.

"Si Yan, it's good in the first place," Mo Sheath said coldly, "It's just that few ordinary people can feel it."

And Xu Xinmei is just an ordinary person.

Xu Xinmei's smile froze for a moment.

Song Yunxi looked at the ink sheath, a smile flashing across his eyes.

This eldest brother seems not as cold as I thought.

She looked down and saw a jade pendant in Mo Mo's hand.

Song Yunxi was surprised: "What is this?"

"My uncle gave it to me!" Xiao Momo held it up, "It's so delicious!"

The delicate little jade pendant is very warm and delicate to the touch, and has an icy pink color that shines brightly under the light.

Special color, special pattern, this is a safe and sound card.

Rong Wan looked at it and said in surprise: "Mo Sheath, isn't this the amulet you wore when you were a child?"

This is an amulet given to Mo Shen by his mother when he was a child. It is a personal item that Mo Shen has carried close to his body all these years.

For the ink sheath, it is of great significance.

But just give it to Mo Mo?

Xu Xinmei took a breath: "Isn't it right? Brother Mo Sheath, if you were touched by someone when you were a child, you would be angry with the jade pendant, so why don't you give it to him?"

Everyone also came here to watch.

As children who have had a close relationship with ink sheaths since childhood, we are very clear about the origin of this jade pendant and its importance to ink sheaths.

Mo Sheath's eyebrows were soft and she said, "Be careful."

Song Yunxi also didn't expect that Mo Sheath would give such a thing to Mo Mo.

And she remembered that the ink sheath never came back in her previous life.

Only Mo Hanqing came back and left after attending Mo Yunyuan's birthday party.

Now the ink sheath is not only back, but also promised not to leave.

Moreover, he also gave his son such an expensive gift.

There are so many changes that have happened in this life.

Xiao Momo held the small jade pendant in his hand, unable to put it down, holding it in his hand as if he had found a treasure.

Song Yunxi asked Mo Mo: "Thank you, uncle?"

"Thank you!" Xiao Momo said with a proud look on his face: "Momo likes it, uncle is so kind."

Mo Sheath was coaxed into a gentle expression, and she stretched out her hand to rub little Mo Mo's little head.

There were a lot of people, so Song Yunxi greeted them to the banquet.

At this banquet, birthday wishes were heard all the time.

But in the seats far away from the owner, many people were whispering about what they had just seen.

There were frequent farces at this birthday banquet. Even if the guests didn't say it, they were definitely secretly slandering it in their hearts.

Mo Yunyuan's face could be said to be completely humiliated.

But even so, Mo Yunyuan still had to smile and accept everyone's blessings.

After all, the strength of the Mo Group cannot be underestimated, and everyone is happy to be on good terms with the Mo Group.

It was only after Shen Zhulang and others sat down that they realized what good show they had missed. They were so regretful that their intestines turned green, and they quickly pulled Mo Hanyan to gossip.

Mo Hanyan was mysterious from the beginning to laughing heartily at the end, which made Shen Zhulang and others regret even more that they could not see such a scene with their own eyes. What a pity!

In the following time, some people laughed and chatted, while some people passed the time like a year.

When Mo Liangjie was sent to the hospital, his mental state was not very good. He kept looking at the ceiling, as if he had lost his soul.

Liang Meihua was heartbroken. Seeing Mo Liangjie like this, her heart sank after all, and a cruel look flashed in her eyes, "Don't worry, mom will definitely seek justice for you!"

Mo Liangjie's lips trembled, he clenched the sheets under him, gritted his teeth and said, "I want them... to die!"

Liang Meihua burst into tears, "I know how you feel, but... they are too cunning."

The Mohists are not vegetarians.

Mo Siyan's methods are so vicious, how easy is it to deal with him?

Liang Meihua cried so hard that she suddenly remembered something and said, "I have a way!"

Mo Liangjie looked over, "What can we do?"

Liang Meihua gritted her teeth and remained silent.

But I have already begun to make plans in my mind.

-

Old Mrs. Mo has not been so happy for many years.

Today, not only did I meet my little golden grandson, but even my own grandchildren came back from abroad.

Her smile never stopped.

Now that Mo Shen and Mo Hanqing have returned to China, they naturally want to live in the old house with her.

The foundation of Mohism is here, and no one can shake it.

When Aunt Zhou helped the old lady back, she teased: "You never stop smiling. Oh, don't make your face freeze with laughter."

Old Mrs. Mo opened her mouth from ear to ear again and patted her gently, "You!"

Aunt Zhou also laughed.

Just when I walked to the door, I suddenly heard the crow of a crow overhead.

Old Mrs. Mo's smile dropped and she looked up.

She glanced at the scene of crows flying together, and there were exactly seven of them, no more, no less.

Seven crows happened to land on the roof of the old house and screamed loudly.

Aunt Zhou saw those crows and muttered: "Where did the crows come from? It's really bad luck."

Old Mrs. Mo is most taboo with the number 'seven', so now it's okay to have these crows landing on her head.

It turned out to be exactly seven.

Aunt Zhou glanced at Old Mrs. Mo and said, "It's almost autumn, and most of these beasts are looking for a place to stay."

That being said, Old Mrs. Mo still felt very concerned about it.

She frowned and walked towards the door of her house.

Aunt Zhou knocked on the door, and the heavy mahogany door was opened from the inside.

Aunt Shen opened the door from the inside with a smile.

But suddenly, Aunt Zhou asked in surprise: "What is this?"

Aunt Zhou picked up a small box from the ground.

As soon as I picked it up, I felt it was heavy inside.

Aunt Zhou opened the box and found a stone sculpture inside.

The stone doll was covered in blood and had a note underneath.

Aunt Zhou felt strange, picked up the note, and handed it to Aunt Shen.

Aunt Shen unfolded the note, her heart skipped a beat, and she said angrily: "Who put this here to confuse the public!"

Aunt Zhou took it over curiously and asked, "What did you write?"

She took it and read aloud: "Please do not damage the sacred treasure of the house, otherwise disaster will come."

Aunt Zhou was about to speak when suddenly the crow above her head screamed loudly again.

Aunt Zhou was startled, her hand slipped, and the stone sculpture in her hand fell to the ground with a 'pop'.

In an instant, it fell apart.

Aunt Zhou and Aunt Shen turned pale.

Seeing this, Old Mrs. Mo was breathing even more rapidly and almost couldn't stand.