"Well, what do you want to eat tomorrow? Let the kitchen prepare it later." the master mother of Mohism asked with an affectation of concern.

The people at the same table felt uneasy when they looked at their talking and laughing conversation.

There is a calm before the storm.

"OK." Tang Wanxin responded gently and generously.

Then the mother of the Mohist family picked up chopsticks to eat, and everyone moved chopsticks together.

At dinner, the master mother of the Mohist school asked Tang Wanxin, "I heard you went to the ancestral temple? Is it to worship grandma?"

"Yes," said Tang Wanxin.

After asking, the master mother of Mohism said a lot about Tang Wanxin.

From beginning to end, Tang Wanxin was obedient, like a new daughter-in-law being slaughtered.

Some people don't understand what kind of woman Tang Wanxin is.

Tang Wanxin looked at the calm master mother of Mohism, and she knew she was going to make a move.

Just what kind of moves the other party wants to use, she hasn't thought of it yet.

Just now, the master mother of the Mohist school asked them if they had been to the ancestral temple. Tang Wan probably had a thought in his heart.

She drank the soup quietly, but she was secretly calculating the way to deal with it.

"Is Liancheng fun?" suddenly a crisp female voice came across from Tang Wanxin.

Tang Wanxin raised her eyes and saw that the person asking was the niece of the master mother of Mohism.

She put down the soup bowl and said with a smile, "it's OK. There are many interesting places. Your brother is always very busy and doesn't have much time, so he hasn't been to many places."

"Oh, that's a pity." when she spoke, she didn't forget to look up at Mo Shichen.

Seeing Mo, Chen ignored her meaning at all, and his eyes flashed a touch of light loss.

Her look was seen by Tang Wanxin, and she was more convinced of her guess.

"Yes, but there's no way. Men should focus on their career. There are so many things in the company. If he doesn't sit there, he's afraid of big trouble." Tang Wanxin said in a slightly regrettable tone.

As soon as her voice fell, someone said unhappily, "that's not necessarily. Without big brother, the company doesn't operate the same. I heard that some time ago, the big brother's yanmenzhao incident was noisy, which almost hurt the company."

"Don't talk nonsense. The man above is not your big brother at all. It's just what the reporters wrote in order to win attention." the second aunt suddenly scolded.

Mo Ziqi was afraid of his mother, but he still closed his mouth reluctantly.

Someone asked curiously, "I heard that Chen Meihua finally wanted to compensate the company for 10 million. It's quite a lot. The eldest brother is powerful and made the money back at once."

Mo Shichen smiled indifferently: "those money can only make up for a little deficit of the company."

"Also, the company must have suffered a great loss. Is this money enough to make up for the company's deficit?" asked Mo Xue, the little daughter of the fifth aunt.

"The company's profit is very considerable. Even if it loses another month, it will be enough to support that loss." Mo Shichen said faintly.

"Wow!" a noise suddenly occurred on the table.

The face of the master mother of the Mohist school was slightly heavy. She reached out and gently knocked on the table and said, "have you forgotten the family rules? When talking at dinner, do you want to serve the family rules?"

Everyone was dumb.

She broke the rules first.

But there was no refutation.

So the table was quiet again, except for the occasional collision of dishes and chopsticks.

After dinner, we rarely get together.

In the hearts of those children, Mo Shichen is a more powerful existence.

So everyone around him asked, "brother, is that Wang Yan really crazy?"

"Yes, she was driven crazy by her mother. It's sad to have such an adoptive mother alive." Mo Shichen said implicitly.

The eyes of the master mother of Mohism also had a cold feeling for a moment.

"What a pity, my mother is fine." the little girl ran back to her mother and took her hand.

"Her mother is a big villain. It's a pity to have such a mother." other children said angrily.

"Child, don't talk nonsense if you don't know anything." the girl's mother noticed the difference of the master mother of the Mohist School and hurried forward to stop it.

Tang Wanxin smiled. The status of those women here is too humble.

In order to make their children survive in Mohism, they can only live with their tails between their tails, and their children are not like this.

Tang Wanxin lowered his head and whispered a word in the ears of the two little guys, and the two little guys ran away.

Mo Shichen asked anxiously, "where are they going?"

"Go get something and you'll be back soon." Tang Wan said reassuringly.

"HMM." Mo Shichen still looked at the direction of their two little guys leaving with some uneasiness.

At the same time, the master mother of Mohism asked, "it's evening. Why don't Zichen come back? Do you know where they have gone?"

"I don't know." Tang Wanxin said concisely, "maybe the couple went out on their honeymoon and forgot it for a while."

"His daughter-in-law still has a big belly. She's going to have a baby and spend her honeymoon?" the voice of the Mohist housewife couldn't help but raise a little.

Tang Wanxin still had a faint smile on his face and said, "young people catch up with a new trend."

Mohist master mother tongue plug.

Then she asked, "I heard that Zichen also went to work in the company. Did you arrange the purchasing work for him?" the unhappiness on the face of the master mother of Mohism showed no doubt in an instant.

"Yes, purchasing is a good opportunity for training. This position can let him learn a lot. I think it is very suitable." Mo Shichen said naturally.

The master mother of the Mohist school did not give in at all on this issue and said, "he is your brother. As long as you say, what kind of job can he want? Moreover, he attends many famous schools, and his education is not bad at all."

"Learning literature is just a stepping stone. What we want is experience. Even if we give him the position of President now, it's the same if we don't have experience." Mo Shichen raised his eyes and looked at her with anger and determination.

The master mother of Mohism is angry and wants to say something to refute.

She thought in her mind for a long time and couldn't find the right words.

Finally, she can only say bitterly: "shopping is too tired. I have to run outside every day and carry so many things."

"You can just exercise. There is no simple job at that level. Purchasing is just physical labor, and the top level is mental and endless pressure." Mo Shichen retorted impolitely.

When the master mother of Mohism was said, she had nothing to answer in an instant.

meanwhile.

The two little guys also came back with a big bag of sugar.

"Mommy." Tang Xinmeng cried out, and then put the sugar in her hand.

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