Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 120 The identity is not simple

Mu Qi's calm expression was puzzled for a moment, and then he spoke slowly under his mother's serious eyes:
"I listen to mother."

"If my mother won't let me go, I won't go."

"Actually, it's pretty good to spend your whole life farming in our village."

He was so obedient without asking why, which broke Ma Yuehong's defense.

The mother who had been strong for most of her life hugged her youngest son, and suddenly wept softly:

"Fourth, mother is not trying to block your way, mother is afraid that something will happen to you!"

"You are talented, smart, and you study hard and work hard. You should have a bright future. Kyoto is your best stage, but for you, there is a dragon's pool and a tiger's den!"

Seeing Mu Qi's similar appearance to hers, she kept crying.

Her son looks so much like her!
If that person is still in Kyoto, he will definitely find out.

At that time, the family she worked so hard to manage will fall into chaos again.

Mu Qi hugged her, and after listening to these half-understood words, he vaguely guessed something.

Mu Nannan also guessed it.

The identity of her grandma may not be simple.

In fact, she should have thought of it long ago.

If grandma is really just an ordinary woman, how could she have such a big pattern and insight.

Mu Laoer was dumbfounded.

He hasn't seen his mother cry yet!
Why are you crying all of a sudden? !

He didn't quite understand and retreated to the side.

Minimize your presence.

The atmosphere at dinner was tense.

Ji Beinian was taken home by Ji Chao and did not eat here.

Ma Yuehong went back to the house after finishing the meal for everyone.

Mu Baoguo rolled some shredded tobacco from a cigarette pouch, put it in a cigarette stick, lit it, and smoked it one mouthful at a time.

The smoke blurred his face, and Mu Nannan didn't try to persuade him to smoke less.

"Nan Bao, come here."

Xu Lanxin called her over in a low voice:
"Your grandma didn't have dinner, mom is afraid that she will be hungry, so take these two sauerkraut buns to your grandma, okay?"

"it is good."

Mu Nannan took the big bowl she handed over, and pushed open Ma Yuehong's closed door with his short legs.

"Grandma, Mom asked me to bring you the sauerkraut buns."

"The bun skin is made of white flour, and the sauerkraut inside is sour and spicy, so delicious."

She put the bowl on the kang, then lay on the lap of Ma Yuehong who was sitting still, and stared at her obediently.

Ma Yuehong's heart was softened by her look, she laughed, hugged her on her lap and sat down.

"Grandma, don't be unhappy. Once you are unhappy, the whole family will be sad."

Mu Nannan coaxed her softly:
"My aunt often said that as long as our family works together, there will be no obstacles we can't overcome."

"I don't know if there are bad people in Kyoto who want to harm you and Fourth Uncle, but blindly fleeing and hiding is not the answer. Only by facing it bravely and fighting back can we truly protect you, Fourth Uncle, and even, protect you. Our family."

The young and immature child's voice struck Ma Yuehong's heart word by word, and when she was enlightened, she asked in a daze:
"Nanbao, tell grandma that you are really the reincarnation of a fairy, aren't you?"

Otherwise, how could he be born with visions, and then have abilities that are not ordinary dolls, and now he can say things that even mature adults can't say.

Mu Nannan covered his mouth with chubby hands, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
"I'm not the reincarnation of a god."

"But I was lucky enough to meet a fairy mother."

(End of this chapter)