My Previous Fraternal Twins

Although he thought so, Tang Wanxin didn't mean to be afraid at all.

The soldiers came to block the water and cover the earth, so she fell asleep.

Mo Shichen saw that she went to sleep with two little guys in her arms, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help reminding him. He lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

Mohist school still has an old-fashioned style. People must wait for everyone to eat.

the second day.

Mo Shichen got up early and told the servant in the room, "tell your wife that you don't have to wait for us to have dinner."

The servant said, "yes."

After the servants went out, Mo Shichen sat by the bed and looked at them quietly.

It's half past seven.

There was a knock at their door: "knock, knock...".

Mo Shichen got up and opened the door.

When the servant saw that he had just got up and had not washed, his face turned a little bad.

"What's the matter?" asked Mo Shichen.

The servant lowered his head and whispered, "my wife has been waiting for you over there for half an hour. She asked you when you can finish?"

Then she added: "madam's face doesn't look very good. Young master, you should hurry up."

Mo Shichen's eyes were suddenly cold for a few minutes. He said, "I've asked the servant to inform me. I don't have to wait for us to have dinner today."

Then he turned and prepared to enter the room.

And Tang Wanxin, who was sleepy, just heard the news outside the door and asked lazily, "what's the matter?"

Mo Shichen's cold eyes softened and said, "it's all right. You continue to sleep."

His words startled the servants waiting outside.

She clenched her hands and said with a embarrassed face, "young master, I'm sorry!"

"Go down and do as I say." Mo Shichen said directly before she finished her words.

Mo Shichen closed the door, but the servant dared not go.

She waited outside the door anxiously.

Because the Mohist mother said that if she didn't call them to dinner, she could pack up and leave.

Tang Wanxin got up with a heavy body.

Her eyes swept over Mo Shichen's face. Her calm face was a little unhappy, very shallow, but Tang Wanxin found it.

"What makes you unhappy?" Tang Wanxin asked with a smile.

"Nothing. The servant just asked us to have dinner." Mo Shichen said.

He thought it was the mother of the Mohist school who wanted to play tricks, so Mo Shichen continued: "in the morning, I asked the servant to tell his wife that we didn't have to wait for dinner, but just now she sent someone to invite us. Later, I'm afraid you'll follow me and get gossip."

Tang Wanxin suddenly realized something. She hurriedly asked, "do you still keep the tradition of having breakfast together here?"

"Yes." Mo Shichen said without hesitation.

"Just like the old tradition of men being superior to women and polygamy is still preserved here," Mo Shichen reminded.

But Tang Wanxin hurried up. She bowed her head and whispered to the two little guys: "Zuo Zuo, Mengmeng, get up quickly. We'll have dinner."

"Well," the two little guys replied in unison.

Then they all got up lazily.

Looking at the darkness under their eyes, like two pandas, Mo Shichen couldn't help laughing.

"In fact, it's not necessary. Even if you go out now, you've already left gossip at home. Why bother the two children like this?" Mo Shichen said with some pain.

Tang Wanxin smiled mysteriously: "the mountain people have their own tricks. Don't worry, I will turn the situation around."

Then she turned and urged, "you two hurry up."

Mo Shichen had already cleaned up. He leaned against the wall and looked at Tang Wanxin curiously. He only felt that she was a little bad at the moment, but she was very lovable.

Tang Wanxin also simply groomed, and then she sat in front of the dresser and put on her makeup quickly.

Mo Shichen stood behind her and looked inexplicably: "others make up for beauty. How do you feel so haggard after making up?"

"It shows that my makeup skills are superb!" Tang Wanxin's smile is bright.

After the two little guys came out, Tang Wanxin also made up the two little guys.

At this time, Mo Shichen realized what the wonderful move Tang Wanxin said. When he thought that there would be a good play, his thin lips were slightly picked.

When the foreplay was ready, Tang Wanxin deliberately messed up the two little guys' hair and clothes. They looked very messy and pitiful.

She hooked her fingers, lowered her head and said to the two little guys: "

The eyes of the two little guys lit up.

"Remember?" Tang Wanxin asked.

"Remember Mommy," they said in unison.

Then Mo Shichen took Tang Wanxin with them and hurried out.

When he opened the door, Tang Wanxin saw the servant still standing at the door.

And the servant also saw Tang Wanxin and them.

She was stunned at first, and then said with a happy face: "young lady, I'll take you to the side hall for dinner."

Tang Wanxin nodded and hurried to follow the servant.

When they got to the restaurant, they saw a large table full of people looking in their direction.

And their looks are different, displeasure, impatience and disdain appear on their faces one by one.

The Mohist mistress sitting in the middle was even more depressed.

Tang Wanxin said foolishly, "I'm sorry, the two little guys just got here. They were acclimatized. They got up several times in the morning, which made everyone wait for a long time."

The Mohist mistress frowned slightly.

After listening to this, the people present pursed their mouths, and others covered their noses with handkerchiefs.

It's like two little guys stink in front of them.

They immediately classified Tang Wanxin as a vulgar and uneducated village woman.

With her makeup, she looks like a very ordinary woman without any outstanding.

The master mother of Mohism straightened her body and said slowly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Come up and have a meal."

Tang Wanxin smiled and said, "yes." he took two little guys to the table.

Their eyes followed Tang Wanxin's hands and saw two little guys with haggard faces and twisted clothes.

The child looks good and clean. At first glance, it looks like a beggar.

Two little guys clumsily climbed onto the stool and looked naive.

"Pooh!" someone on the table couldn't help laughing.

Tang Wanxin gave each other a shy look.

The smiling man is Moyang, the youngest son of one of the Mohist branches.

He was naughty since childhood, so when he saw Tang Wanxin, he immediately didn't hide his.

Moyang said with some disdain, "I thought what kind of woman my eldest brother married. It turned out to be such a thing, which is too damaging to the image of Mohism?"

Mo Shichen's look moved slightly, but Tang Wanxin gave him a wink.

Moyang's eyes swept wildly over the two little guys and couldn't help complaining: "what garbage are they wearing?"