Gu Shao's favorite reborn little wife

Chapter 475 He Is My Grandpa

"What, is Grandpa Mo angry?"

Mr. Shen originally planned to show off, but seeing his grandson like this, he couldn't bear to make him feel bad.

"He said, let me tell you that he doesn't blame you, so don't feel guilty."

Shen Fei's nose was sore, and he almost couldn't hold back his tears. He didn't expect that Grandpa Mo would still remember himself and consider his own feelings before he left.

"Okay, I'll listen to Grandpa Mo. From now on, he will be my own grandfather, and I will be his own grandson."

Mr. Shen exhausted all his strength to resist hitting the crutch in his hand.

Fortunately, he even deliberately told his grandson, fearing that he would feel uncomfortable, who knew he was a white-eyed wolf.

Seeing his grandfather's angry look, Shen Fei knew that he was probably jealous again.

He stepped forward, gently took Mr. Shen's arm, shaking, shaking, shaking.

"Grandpa, what's there to be angry about? I'm your grandson, and I will respect you all my life. Compared with you, Grandpa Mo's status in my heart must be somewhat different."

Hearing Shen Fei's words, old man Shen became a little happier, even this brat still has a conscience.

If he dared to say that old man Mo was superior to himself, he would beat this little brat to death.

"Okay, okay, I've been tossing around for so long, I'll go up to rest too, don't disturb me."

When facing Shen Fei, he still had a straight face, but when he turned around, he grinned so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes.

Oh, by the way, he doesn't have many teeth either.

……

Mr. Mo went all the way back to Mo's house. When he was about to enter the door, he couldn't move his legs.

He didn't know what was going on with his grandson, nor did he know what tone he should use to treat him.

"Master, the young master's injury has been healed, but... the rest of my life, I'm afraid I can only spend it in bed."

Butler Mo sighed as he said that, let him be selfish, at least Mo Zihao would not bring any more disasters to the Mo family by lying at home like this.

Ever since he was a child, he couldn't remember how many messes the master followed him to clean up.

If he offended someone, he would apologize to them, and he was worried almost every day, fearing that Mo Zihao would provoke someone he shouldn't have.

Unexpectedly, after growing up so much, I still made mistakes after all.

Mr. Mo didn't say a word, he just raised his footsteps and walked into the home he was very familiar with.

It's just that, step by step, it seems extremely heavy.

He went straight into the bedroom, and before he entered, he heard waves of cursing from inside the room.

"Bastard, if you let your grandfather know who did it, I will definitely dig up your ancestral graves and beat you to the point where you have teeth all over the place."

"Are you pigs, I don't know how to be lighter."

"Get out, get out of Mo's house!!"

Words even worse than this kept echoing in the room.

The door was quickly opened, and a row of maids ran out, all with tears on their faces.

Seeing Mr. Mo outside now, he was also panicked.

Mr. Mo waved his hand: "Go down first."

Not a single word about dismissal was mentioned, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Hearing these words with his own ears, Mr. Mo understood that this big somersault did not make Mo Zihao realize his mistake.

He couldn't bear the thought of knocking on the door anymore, turned around and walked back to his room.

Butler Mo hurriedly followed: "Master, don't you want to see the young master?"

Mr. Mo shook his head: "No, let him calm down for a few days."

Butler Mo understood what old man Mo was thinking, and knew that at this time, he would definitely feel uncomfortable.

It's good to let the young master calm down.

This time I really hit the iron plate, it can be regarded as a lesson.

So during this period, no matter how much Mo Zihao wailed and scolded, except for a few servants who came in to help him change clothes and feed him, no one from the Mo family came into his room.

Mo Zihao in his rage was like a crazy wild dog, it would bite anyone it caught.

Especially those servants who helped him change his clothes, no matter how careful they were, no matter how light their movements were, they would inevitably touch the wound.

It is inevitable to be scolded.

As a result, the Mo family has complained a lot these days, and serving Mo Zihao has become a job that everyone can't avoid.

This situation continued for several days until Mo Zhangyu came back from the hospital.

There was nothing serious about him, it was just that he was out of breath, he couldn't catch his breath and fainted.

But Mo Rongrong was miserable, her whole body was covered with scars, her voice was almost useless, and two ribs were broken.

I can't go home for the time being, so I can only live in the hospital and observe the situation at any time.

As soon as Mo Zhangyu entered the house, he felt that the atmosphere in the house was not right. Usually, even if there was no one in the house, he would not show a lifeless look.

But what he saw, it seemed that no one had lived in it for a long time, and it was lifeless, even though the servants were doing what they should do at ordinary times.

But it feels like the family has changed.

"What about the old man?"

Mo Zhangyu stopped a servant who was cleaning the table and asked.

"The old man is upstairs in the bedroom."

Mo Zhangyu felt a little strange, and then looked back at the weather outside.

The sun is just right today. The winter sun hits people warmly, unlike summer, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

In this kind of weather, Mr. Mo usually wants to go out for a walk, or go to play chess with his old friends.

No matter how bad it is, I will move the deck chair to the yard, basking in the sun comfortably.

Why are you stuck in the bedroom today.

Feeling strange, he came to Mr. Mo's bedroom.

The door was pushed open a crack, and the room was extremely dark, even the curtains were drawn.

The thick curtains completely blocked the sunlight outside, not letting any light through.

This is not like my father's usual style.

When he walked in, he thought that Mr. Mo was asleep, so he deliberately walked lightly and walked to the window.

With a sound of "crash", the curtains were drawn open, the sun shone in profusely, and the room brightened up.

At that time, considering that the old man likes to bask in the sun, he specially chose this room, which is full of sunshine and brightness.

Who knew, when he turned around, he saw Mr. Mo lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, but not asleep, with his eyes open, staring at the ceiling motionless.

This state startled Mo Zhangyu, he stepped forward quickly, grabbed Mr. Mo's hand: "Dad, what's wrong with you, don't scare me!"

Hearing Mo Zhangyu's voice, Mr. Mo came back to his senses, rolled his eyes twice, and became angry.

"You're back, I'm fine, help me up!"

Mo Zhangyu obediently helped Mr. Mo up and leaned against the bed with a soft cushion on his back.

"Dad, what happened at home, why do I feel like a big accident happened?"

Mr. Mo was taken aback, but he didn't want to hide it: "Do you know about Zihao?"

Mo Zhangyu thought that Mr. Mo was talking about the fact that Mo Zihao injured Mo Rongrong in the hospital and ran away.

"Dad, it's all my fault. It's my negligence that formed such a wolf-hearted thing. Don't worry, I will definitely find him."

(End of this chapter)