My Third Gentleman

Chapter 219 Four generations in one family (4)

It was not until the tall and tall figure disappeared from the sight of several people that Mu Zhenhua was shocked to realize that he had violated his son's taboo again.

"I carried my great-grandson more than 20 years ago. How old is Hao'er? You, you, I finally enjoyed the happy time of four generations in the same house, and the children and grandchildren Chenghuan’s knees have destroyed you again."

Withdrawing his gaze from the door, Mu Baichuan began to denounce his son again.

Mu Zhenhua pursed his lips, but didn't know what to say.

"Grandpa, what happened to Uncle Lan and Sister Lan? Why is uncle unhappy every time she mentions her? I originally thought that Uncle was only waiting for Sister Lan to be single, but his attitude seemed to be different. , It’s not anymore, I have married a wife."

Listening to Mu Yuhao's words, the father and son looked at each other tacitly, and there was a hint of worry in their eyes. There was no room for discussion with them about Mu Jinchen's marriage. In case the news was exposed, I don't know Cheng. How would the people at home react, and that incident...

I don't know what the impact will be.

In fact, even Mu Baichuan did not expect that Mu Jinchen would get married so soon. He thought there was at least one or two years to prepare.

But after thinking about it, Mu Jinchen can’t be single all the time, and Mu Jiaye can’t have been led by the nose because of that incident. The next thing to do is to see how to deal with it to minimize the harm to all parties. .

What should happen will happen sooner or later.

Just the temper of this grandson...

Mu Baichuan sighed heavily, his face also a little sad and misty.

"Grandpa, why are you sighing? Answer my question?"

"Ask your uncle to go."

Mu Yuhao's eyes turned back and forth between Mu Zhenhua and Mu Baichuan, "I always think you are weird. You must have hidden some secrets that even your uncle doesn't know."

Then he shook Mu Baichuan's arm again, "Grandpa, just tell me, my mouth is very strict, I will definitely not tell uncle."

"Baby Haohao, you must have made a mistake in your gender. Only girls who gossip like this, and this coquettish force, alas, grandpa can't bear to look directly."

"Grandpa, you are too bullying..."

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On the bluestone trail of the Mu’s old house, a handsome man stands in front of a towering kapok with his hands, looking up at the blooming flower clusters, each one is like a group of burning flames, and the man is three-dimensional. The delicate facial features are even more beautiful and unreal under the sunlight.

If Wushuang came from the other end of the trail at this time, he would definitely be fascinated by this picture. Few men could match the man's grace and grace, and he was so peaceful when he put away his aura.

This is Mu Jinchen who just walked out of the side hall to breathe. There is always a layer between him and his father. Every time he talks, it feels like walking on thin ice. If he accidentally pierces it, something will fall into the nest. Out.

He subconsciously touched his pockets and tried to find a cigarette. However, after searching all the pockets, he could not find the shadow of the cigarette. Instead, he hooked his lips. It seemed that he hadn't smoked for a long time, probably since the little woman After moving to the twenty-ninth floor.

He leaned on the kapok tree with one hand, his eyes flashed slightly, and after turning to the kapok tree, he stretched out his hand to caress the traces of those years which were old, not many, only a few shallow words——

The score is still falling, very sad, who hates Jenny so much?

(End of this chapter)