The devil clings to the little maid

Chapter 291 Little idiot

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The Filipino maid quickly ran up and saw Mo Ya Yat being carried downstairs, and hurried up to take it from Ling Kexin. She could speak a few words in Chinese, but said it very bluntly, "Miss, please don't treat the noble man like this." Young Master."

Mo Ya Ya was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and he has developed the temper of a "little emperor". Today, he not only let two "little beggars" who came to this house suddenly beat and scold him, but also made their mothers hug each other like this, angry. He had to fly and kicked Ling Kexin.

Ling Kexin dodged quickly, and after blocking his foot, she pinched his face with her hands. Not only was she not angry, she also smiled slightly and said in English: "The grandson of the Mo family should be polite, otherwise your grandma will be angry. Said you were uneducated."

Her voice was not low, so Wu Qiong who was walking behind could naturally hear her, she frowned, and her heart was blocked... She countered her words again, Ling Kexin, you have guts!Her eyes darkened, and she waved for the Filipino maid to carry Mo Ya into the restaurant.

Mo Zihao and Mo Xinnian had already been waiting in the dining room. When they saw Wu Qiong coming in, they immediately ran to the main seat and opened the chair for Wu Qiong.

Wu Qiong was slightly taken aback, but she didn't want to refuse such "empress dowager" treatment.

With her chin raised slightly, she sat down slowly, Mo Xinnian obediently spread out the napkin for her, turned her head and smiled sweetly at her, "Grandma, please have dinner."

Reaching out without hitting the smiling face, the two children are so well-behaved, standing by her side to wait for her, while her beloved "little emperor" sat down early, picked up chopsticks and poked here and there, without seeing her as a grandma at all As if, only caring about his own temper, he lay down on the table to choose his favorite food as before, Wu Qiong couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

This is really a "educated" child, and the one who was scolded by herself as "uneducated" is still standing next to her waiting for her to speak.

"Sit down and eat too." Her voice softened.

After hearing this, Mo Zihao and Mo Xinnian sat down next to Ling Kexin in a leisurely manner. There was a long western dining table. Originally, Wu Qiong and Mo Ya Yat should be the only occupants, but today, these three "uninvited guests" were added.

"Auntie, this is your favorite braised pig's trotter. It tastes the same as that one." Ling Kexin got up and took the food for Wu Qiong.

To be honest, this pig's trotter was burnt red and shiny, and it looked fat but not greasy. It really made Wu Qiong's tongue ooze saliva.

However, do I have to eat the dishes she cooked?

"Who cooked the shrimp today?" She couldn't believe it, Ling Kexin cooked all the dishes on this table.

Mrs. Liu walked up to her side carefully, and replied softly, "Ma'am, all the dishes tonight are cooked by Miss Ling."

Wu Qiong's hand holding the chopsticks froze, did she burn it all?This plate of delicious dishes is really from Ling Kexin's hands. It's unexpected that she looks fair and delicate, and she seems to have a good cooking skill.

Even if I believe what she said earlier, she went to a private restaurant to learn for two days, and it is impossible to have such skills in two days. It is conceivable that she must cook by herself when she is at home.

"Grandma, try the lion's head, my mommy cooks this dish is very delicious." Mo Zihao put a delicious one on a small plate, and the round lion's head came over and gently placed it in front of her.

Wu Qiong's cheeks twitched, feeling more hungry, but she still didn't move her chopsticks, Mo Xinnian rolled her eyes, reached out and brought a plate of steamed eggs with tofu from her face, and carefully held it to Wu Qiong, "Grandma, How are your teeth? If not, you can eat this."

The tender tofu, three yellow egg yolks in the middle, and a few bright oily flowers floating on it, are so tempting.

Right now, Mo Xinnian has already regarded her as an old woman with loose teeth and aging body functions. If she doesn't move her chopsticks anymore, the two children will probably bring a big bowl of Sanxian soup in front of her.

eat it!eat it!Anyway, the food money was paid by his eldest son.

Wu Qiong started to move her chopsticks to eat vegetables, and she ate a lot, Ling Kexin smiled secretly, and winked at the two children beside her.

Mo Zihao, Mo Xinnian has developed the habit of chewing and swallowing food carefully since childhood, and not throwing and spitting at the dining table, so after a meal of dinner, in front of the two of them, except for the seafood shells piled up on the small plate, Bones, etc., the tablecloth in front of them is very clean, and the rice grains in the bowl have not been spilled.

Look at Mo Ya Ya again, because he can do whatever he wants, and he is usually fed by servants. Tonight, he ate with chopsticks by himself. He might not be used to it. Not only did he drink a lot of rice in front of him, but he also picked some dishes out of the plate. Very unsightly.

After another comparison, Wu Qiong's face was a little uneasy. She asked the Filipino maid to take Mo Ya Ya down, then turned to Mo Zihao and said, "Grandma thanked you all today. If you want to stay, you can."

"Grandma, what about my sister?" Mo Zihao heard the implication.

Wu Qiong glanced at Mo Xinnian, Mo Xinnian was biting the edge of the bowl, her eyes rolled around...Grandma, I can tell, you don't like Xinnian.

"Let your sister go home with your mommy." Wu Qiongming said.

Ling Kexin picked up the small bowl and drank some soup. She had a natural expression, as if she didn't hear the conversation between her grandparents and grandchildren.

"I don't want to stay alone, I won't be separated from my sister." Mo Zihao's attitude was very clear.

"Okay, I have no objection, then you all go home with your mommy." After Wu Qiong finished speaking, she pushed away the dishes in front of her and stood up.

Mo Zihao opened his mouth to say something, but Ling Kexin reached out and held him down.

After dinner, Ling Kexin walked out of the villa with the two children. Wu Qiong was admiring the flowers in the yard. When she saw them coming, she deliberately didn't turn around and wanted to walk along the path to the backyard.

"Grandma!" Mo Zihao stopped her, so Wu Qiong had no choice but to stop.

"Grandma, we're home." Mo Zihao took his sister's hand and came to her, "Mummy said, this is the herbal medicine for washing your feet. Let Auntie Liu fry it before you go to bed at night, and then soak your feet before going to bed." sleep." As he spoke, he stuffed the few packs of medicine he was carrying into Wu Qiong's hand, and before Wu Qiong could respond, he led his sister away again.

Mo Xinnian took a step and looked back, and saw Wu Qiong was stunned first, and then threw the medicine on the ground irritably.She stopped, thought for a while, let go of her brother's hand, and ran back.

With his head down, Mo Xinnian picked up the medicine, took Wu Qiong's hand again without saying a word, put the knotted rope around Wu Qiong's fingers, then looked up at Wu Qiong's twitching face, and slowly moved towards Wu Qiong. She revealed a beautiful sunflower.

Wu Qiong was suddenly taken aback by her smiling face, she hurriedly turned her head away, and when she turned around, the two children were gone.

Not long after Ling Kexin brought the children back to Zhuhaiyuan, Ren Fei came.

"How is it? Are you tired?" Ren Fei asked Ling Kexin with her lips curled up.

Ling Kexin smiled faintly, "Fortunately, it's just cooking for half a day."

"I only heard people say that if you want to grab a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach. It's good for you, and ran to grab your mother-in-law's stomach. I know if that witch's heart will be given to you." Ren Fei spoke carelessly, raised her eyebrows, and gave Ling Kexin a mocking look.

Ling Kexin still smiled faintly, and then said that it was somewhat worthwhile, at least her two children could get close to Wu Qiong, let Wu Qiong see how smart and sensible they were, and slowly let them build up a relationship.

"Hey, don't think of things so simply. Do you know that old people tend to be eccentric, and the children they have brought up are doted on, and they don't grow up by their side. No matter how good you are, she won't like it." Ren Fei continued to attack.

Mo Zihao and Mo Xinnian had already gone to play in the swimming pool, Ling Kexin stood not far away and looked at them, said with a smile: "I don't believe it, Mo Zihao's face will make Wu Qiong hate it."

Ren Fei also looked at the children, they were having fun, Mo Zihao was indeed like Mo Erye, very handsome, and that little girl was too much like Ling Kexin, except for her round chin Besides, the eyes, nose, and small mouth were carved out of the same mold?

"Ke Xin, don't be sad. I think the old witch will treat Zihao better, but she will hate your little princess..."

Ling Kexin was heartbroken when she heard this, she knew that because Wu Qiong hated her mother and didn't like herself, that's why she hated Mo Xinnian.

But what's wrong with the child?Ever since she was sensible, her daughter has been envious of people having grandpas, grandmas, and grandparents. Now that she has managed to get close to her grandma, is the adult going to stretch out her hand and push her out?This is too cruel.

During the dinner, Wu Qiong's words had already been expressed very clearly... She just doesn't like this granddaughter!

Sighing secretly, Ling Kexin hoped that one day Wu Qiong would change her mind.

After the two children took a bath, Ling Kexin put on a dress for her daughter. Mo Xinnian looked at herself in the dressing mirror and asked Ling Kexin, "Mommy, do I look like you?"

Ling Kexin pressed her face against hers, smiled at the mirror, "Yes, look, don't they look alike?"

Mo Xinnian blinked, then turned around and spread Ling Kexin's hair down, and stroked a strand of hair to cover Ling Kexin's forehead, then looked back in the mirror, her little brows furrowed slightly, "Why don't I look like Daddy Nirvana?"

"What? Ugly like Mommy?"

"It looks good." Mo Xinnian parted her lips and smiled cutely.

Ling Kexin pampered her face, picked up the changed clothes and went downstairs to wash them, Mo Xinnian continued to stand in front of the mirror, turned left, turned right, winked at the mirror again, tousled her hair, It took her a while to walk away.

Back in the children's room, she found another album and sat on the bed looking through it. Mo Zihao was listening to English, seeing that she was not paying attention, he took the album from her and asked her to attend the class.

Mo Xinnian climbed onto Mo Zihao's bed, opened the album again, and pointed to a photo of Ling Kexin with childish hair, "Brother, does Mommy look like me?"

Mo Zihao rolled his eyes at her, "You look like Mommy! It's not that Mommy looks like you."

"That's not the same nirvana."

"Silly goose."

Seeing him scolding herself, Mo Xinnian held up the album and patted him lightly on the head, pursing her lips, "Little girl, you took the idiot, grandma called me little girl today, don't call me that in the future .”

"It sounds better than a little beggar." Mo Zihao smiled, lowered his head, took his sister's hand and said, "Hey, do you want to hit me? You can hit me a few times."

"Why did I hit you?"

"If brother is not here, Mo Yabo bullies you, what will you do?"

"I'm not afraid of him, I'll bite."

After Mo Zihao finished speaking, he rolled his eyes, got out of bed, and pulled his sister to the ground, "Come on, brother will teach you how to defend yourself."

For a while, the two brothers and sisters were "chattering" when they were on the tape recorder, and when the elder brother opened his arms, he taught the younger sister boxing in the room.

After Ling Kexin finished washing her clothes, she checked that the time was late, thinking that Mo Er Ye should have woken up by this time, so she picked up the phone and unplugged his mobile phone number, but for some reason, she didn't call out even after unplugging it twice.

I promised Mo Zihao to call Mo Erye today, but this time I couldn't get through, Ling Kexin also became anxious. After thinking about it, she suddenly remembered a note that Mo Yiting left on the hanging chair. On it were two long The mobile phone number in long international format.

Immediately went to the cabinet to take it out, Ling Kexin saw that the one on it seemed to be from the United States, so she pulled it out, and after a while, a man's thick, slightly vicissitude-like voice came from the other side.

"Hi, I'm Mo Lin..."