Mr. Sheng works with a certificate

Chapter 77 Don't be afraid, there is me
The day after Sheng Shaoan greeted Mo Ying, it happened that Mo Ying had no class that day.

Mo Ying bought the vegetables the day before, and cleaned up the house. The house was already tidy, but after tidying it up deliberately, it didn't change much.

On this day, Zheng Ming also came, early in the morning, because he didn't know when Second Uncle Sheng would come to the door, and he couldn't arrive after him, so he arrived early, but he was not dissatisfied at all , after eating the breakfast made by Mo Ying.

Uncle Sheng didn't come too late, but he didn't come alone, but with Ouyang Hao and his father Ouyang Wenyuan.

The three generations of the Ouyang family live together, and old man Ouyang is still alive and healthy, but after living for a long time, it is inevitable that he will rely on his old self to raise his value. He is an elder, even in front of Uncle Sheng. , It's a pity that Mr. Sheng is dead, but his son is not enough.

When he saw Ouyang father and son, Zheng Ming knew what the Ouyang family was thinking. He really wanted to go back when he got to the Yellow River, and he really didn't cry until he got into the coffin.

Thinking about these messy things like this in his heart, Zheng Ming still had a polite smile on his face, not very polite, and he couldn't find a trace of fault.

Sheng Shaoan stood in the living room with Mo Ying in his arms, and Zheng Ming brought people over.

Today Mo Ying's back is very straight, her head is not lowered slightly, but she is looking straight ahead.Mo Ying didn't express these things out of her own will, because she didn't care at first, no matter whether she lowered her head, raised her head or looked at people with her nostrils, it was meaningless to her, those people were not in her eyes at all , how do you look at it, what does it matter?

Sheng Shaoan put his arms around Mo Ying's shoulders, and put one hand on her shoulders, like an orthopedic frame, supporting a straight figure for Mo Ying.

When the person was about to walk in front of him, Sheng Shaoan said softly, in a voice that only two people could hear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Sheng Shaoan's words have never failed, they are convincing and calming.

"Shao'an." Second Uncle Sheng is close to Ershun's age, but his hair is half gray and half black, and he still looks energetic, with a little belly.

"Second Uncle." Sheng Shao'an called for someone to come, smoothly, without much ups and downs, neither too enthusiastic nor too cold, just like their uncle-nephew relationship, neither salty nor weak.

Sheng Shaoan had a weak relationship with his own father, let alone with the rest of the Sheng family.

Second Uncle Sheng didn't take it seriously, and didn't show any displeasure.

"Second Uncle." This time it was Mo Ying's voice, the tone was dull, not much different from reciting words.

It has to be said that Sheng Shaoan and Mo Ying still have some relationship between husband and wife, and the two used each other's methods to get out of the same tune.

Zheng Ming felt that the big boss had made a very wise decision to invite him. If anyone was with these two people, it would be really cold in the end. Last time I went to Sheng's house, didn't Mo Ying chill the atmosphere to a certain extent? Lian Tang Madam's kind of self-indulgence can chill people who are three-thirds of relatives to freezing point at the first meeting, and the big boss is not willing to deal with it when he is in a bad mood.

So this time it was Zheng Ming's turn to come forward again, greeting people back and forth, maximizing the duties of the special assistant.

Sheng Shao took Mo Ying to sit on the side, and the host's aura and protection of Mo Ying were shown vividly and vividly.

(End of this chapter)