After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

Chapter 143 Chapter 143
Seeing the people going out, Dong Miao knew that the old man's prank had succeeded.

Of course, in the next period of time, he will also be ignored by his grandson because of his successful prank.

"Grandma, you also help him lie to me." Fang Xing was a little annoyed.

"He begged me." There was a rare smile in Dong Miao's eyes.

She also knew that her wife had this personality, so when he proposed to play tricks on her grandson, she did not refuse.

"So you mess around with him?"

"You started training your grandma, didn't you?"

"Who told me the story of the wolf coming to me when I was a child, and taught me not to lie?"

Dong Miao was speechless.

"You're right, I'll teach him a lesson." She felt that what the grandson said made sense.

When she entered the ward, she saw her husband scratching his face, wishing he could have two more hands.

"Did you run away with your grandson's anger?" She looked at her wife, and tucked the quilt up for him while laughing.

The old man on the bed was also very disappointed, "Yeah, I still want to know the girl's name."

"What girl?"

"If I hadn't pretended to be sick just now, I really didn't realize that he was already chasing girls." Mr. Fang smiled, "Unfortunately, I was too anxious, otherwise I would have tricked him out."

"Heh, you'd better take care of it honestly." Dong Miao glanced at the person on the bed, feeling very disgusted.

"Ask for me."

"Oh, when you're ready, ask yourself." She ruthlessly refused.

Although she had guessed it in her heart.

He probably met that girl in Jiang Qi, as for her identity, she didn't care too much.

As long as the etiquette is not violated, it doesn't matter whether you are poor or rich, beautiful or ugly.

"I still don't know who will come later?"

"The third family." Dong Miao looked at the phone.

Fang Lao, who was eagerly waiting for the next person to tease him, was dumbfounded and gave up his plan for the next round.

Playing pranks on his little Eleven, he will be left out for a week at most, and when he is ready, he will go over with something to coax him and he will be fine.

Facing the third child, he will definitely be talked about for two hours, and the third child will be dragged from conduct to health preservation, from health preservation to health management, and finally start to skip his meals.

In comparison, the little grandson is still easy to tease, and he looks fair and tender. He has been playing since he was a child.

Song family.

Because Lily went home, Song Mo packed her luggage by herself.

Tomorrow, Elder Song will take the juniors of the Song family to his hometown.

The Song family's ancestral home was in Canglong Town, a small town located in Jiangbei and Henan. Just hearing the name gave off a murderous look.

But when I really saw the place, I felt that the name was inappropriate.

The whole town is ordinary, with advertisements posted two years ago on the ordinary buildings, and the face of endorsement stars who have been exposed to the wind and sun, without filters, are already pale.

A taste of the urban-rural fringe.

"here……"

"This is the hometown of our Song family, have you never been here?" Song Qi laughed.

Song Mo felt that the sister's pride was a bit naive, a kind of kindergarten child who was proud of being taller than other children.

Of course, she must be sure that she has never been here, so she is a little curious about this place.

The car was parked in front of a fairly new house.

"Here we come!" A tanned young man was sitting in the yard in front of the door. When he saw Mr. Song, he stepped forward and called someone, "Second Uncle!"

"Brother Rongjing, sister Qiqi, this is..." He was a little curious.

"Song Mo, you are the daughter of sister-in-law Guanyun." Elder Song introduced someone to Song Mo, "Song Yi, you can just call him uncle."

"Mo Mo, it's really pretty." Song Yi pulled the two of them into the room.

The furnishings in the house are half-new and half-old, most of which were moved from the old house.

With a growl, he yelled upstairs, "Ah Jing, stop playing, come down!"

Song Mo felt that the book said it was good. The men in this area all have good voices, no wonder they can still shout.

The one he called Ah Jing was a wheat-skinned boy with an inch of hair shaved.

He complained and went downstairs, "Uncle Wu, what's your name? When you call me, my game will die."

He was playing endless upstairs just now, and he saw that he won the arena, but he was so scared that he let go of the game and died when Uncle Wu yelled at him.

"What game are you playing? These are your two cousins. You are about the same age. I'll give it to you." As Song Yi said, he left him and went to chat with Song Rongjing by himself.

"Fifth Uncle—" Song Jing Wen Erkang held his hand.

He recognized Song Qi as Ms. Diao, but he didn't say who the one next to her was.

"I'm Song Mo, her sister." Song Mo had no choice but to introduce himself.

Song Jingwen asked, "Will you play endless?"

"Yes." Song Mo nodded.

"Then take off your shoes and come up and play a game?" He invited.

As for Song Qi behind her, he was not interested.Every time she comes here, she looks like a young lady who wants to be served, so he doesn't bother to serve her.

Song Qi, who was completely ignored, gritted his teeth and went back to find someone else.

"What role are you playing?" Song Jingwen was curious.

A girl is mostly a musician or nurse, or more simply a Taoist priest or an assassin.

"Hermit." Song Mo replied.

Song Jingwen was taken aback.

Hermit players are rare, and hermit female players are even rarer creatures. He met one here.

Song Mo added, "Actually, I also order witch doctors."

From then on, after she became famous on the account of Stillness in the Night, in addition to the friends she knew, there were also many people who came here to chat up and worship the Great God, and then she simply stopped.

During the winter vacation, she had a lot of opportunities to play games, so she practiced one more account. The witch doctor she played could not only fight, but also had a small amount of healing. If she was alone, she wouldn't delay because she couldn't find a nurse.

As for the arena, she didn't plan to touch it again.

"Witch doctor?" Song Jingwen thought she was joking.

Compared with the hermit, the witch doctor is less difficult to operate, but the aiming requirements are very high, and it is useless to throw the Gu incorrectly, so high-end players call the witch doctor a witch spy.

As for the top witch doctor, Yun Zhen, he is of the evil school and is not within the scope of ordinary people.

"If you don't believe me, you can play a game."

Song Mo turned on another computer, started the game, and logged in.

"Su Ye Qing Han, the one whose ending number is limited to 4696, add it." She reported her ID.

Song Jingwen found someone, looked at the colorful little skirt of the witch doctor, and then looked at the rank of the arena...

So low, probably a casual player who uses the game as a dress-up game, right?
He operated his Assassin Meteor and walked over to initiate a duel invitation.

"Playing assassin." Song Mo looked at the computer screen and clicked start.

Song Jingwen held the mentality of not bullying others, so he didn't dare to hit too hard.

Then in the next second, he saw a status symbol in his status bar, which was a sign of Gu.

He used the displacement skill just now, how did Song Mo hit it?
(End of this chapter)