Mo Xiaobei couldn't listen anymore. He stepped back with a red face, and then ran towards the main house

Zhang Boyan smiled and followed him slowly.

But Mo Xiaobei stopped at the entrance hall.

Zhang Yuan, here comes an uninvited guest.

Mr. Zhang was sitting in the hall, looking at her direction with dignity.

Old man Fubo didn't notice that Mo Xiaobei came. He pestered aside and complained to ah Cai: the old man of the Tang family bullied your grandson.

Zhang Boyan's posture is... Ah Fu and ah Cai's great grandson smash!

Mo Xiaobei paused and looked straight at old man Zhang.

So is Mr. Zhang.

But ah CAI on one side was too restless. Old Zhang glanced at the past, "Ah Fu, I want to talk to Miss Mo alone."

"Her name is Xiao Bei." Master Zhang's Ah Fu added with a smile and said quietly, "the young master was beaten for her."

Mr. Zhang looked at him and smiled, "the little girl looks like she is born well."

Look closely, it's like Downing's girl, but which look of Boyan's mother looks like Wanshan?

There is no half image at all.

The old man took a sip of tea. "No wonder my grandson is out of his mind."

Just then, Zhang Boyan also came over. He was not surprised to see the old man coming. He only said in a low voice, "the old man is coming, and Fu Bo didn't say a word."

Fu Bo was wronged and said, "you are in full bloom. I can't bother you."

Mo Xiaobei couldn't help but say, "it's day."

"Does this need to be divided into day and night?" Fuber smiled.

Mo Xiaobei has MMP in his heart.

At this time, Master Zhang looked at Fubo with a spoiled face, "Ah Fu, what's the gas with a little girl? Go and help me bring the cigarette pot."

Fuber's small eyes were wronged again, but he still passed by.

When Uncle Fu left, old man Zhang looked at Uncle Zhang Yan, "promising! Listen to fauber, was beaten? "

Ah Fu didn't complain, and he didn't bother to come and see his grandson and little girl.

Alas, without a wife, who will sympathize with him?

Ah Fu, who has never had a wife, will not understand this mood.

Zhang Boyan sat down with a smile and looked at Mo Xiaobei: "don't you call people?"

In the eyes of Master Zhang, there is dignity and a touch of good play.

He just wanted to see what the little girl called him.

Mo Xiaobei looked at the old man and didn't move his mouth. At this time, Fubo came over. His old face glowed red and handed the cigarette pot to old man Zhang: "ah Cai, you still use the cigarette pot I gave you?"

Old man Zhang looked at Fu Bo slowly: "after so many years, I feel used to it only with this."

He took a sip and felt much smoother in an instant. He looked at the little girl again, "I don't know how to call it?"

Mo Xiaobei looked at Fubo and then at old man Zhang, "I know."

"If you don't know, shout quickly!" Mr. Zhang looks like 'you call people obediently, maybe I can open up'.

Mo Xiaobei stood and shouted respectfully, "good aunt Fu!"

Aunt Fu?!!!

Old man Zhang choked on his hookah and coughed violently while knocking on the cigarette pot“ You... What are you yelling at! "

He and Ah Fu are innocent!!!

Besides, even if he is not innocent, Ah Fu is also a rich aunt. Where is his truth below?

The old man choked. Fuber naturally had to wait on him and patted carefully: "is ah Cai all right?"

That look, a sense of seeing.

The old man was angry: "Ah Fu, don't shoot!"

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