Xiang Xinci smiled unceremoniously: "In your eyes, is your grandson a person who is dizzy for women?"

Mrs. Mo was silent and agreed.

Xiang Xinci picked up the teacup and looked at Mrs. Mo. This old woman looked down on her, or the old woman of their generation didn't like her: "In the suburbs of the west of the city, my palace was almost washed away by the flood, he thought of it first, not to save me first, first, his river embankment, and again, the thousands of people under the river embankment. Old woman Mo, you should have a chance to look down on your grandson."

Mrs. Mo immediately looked at Mrs. Zhongguo.

Xiang Xinci looked at her with a smile: "Besides, I saved him and Rong Du, just your grandson's behavior, which means he wants others to live even if he dies. Do you think he doesn't want to rescue more people in such a disaster? When I jumped down to find him, he was so sank. After I took it ashore, I couldn't wake up. I didn't want to be honest with your family. Force your grandson to marry me. It's my kindness. You won't not thank me for these years, but curse me every day."

Mrs. Mo was stunned for a moment!

"You really curse me every day!"

This old face of Mrs. Mo has no shame to meet someone for the first time.

Xiang Xin is generous and does not have the same knowledge as the people under the rule: "What's the point of saying you? When you encounter such a thing, you're embarrassed to write a letter to me. I look down on your grandson."

"But he..."

"He and I are the two of us, and it has ended. It is not up to you to end. Your legs are meaningless. To be honest, we contacted us after Liang Gongxu left..."

Xiang Xinci looked at the two faces that almost fainted, smiling. I wonder if it was because she had lived with Fen Niang for a long time these days. She didn't feel disgusted with them. The old woman and the old witch were not unable to bear it: "It was because he thought we were not suitable, so he separated. It was not because he wanted to ask for anything, nor was it because you two would stop me. You were not a problem for me, so it was because we were not suitable and rational decisions to separate. His external responsibility should be his consideration after careful consideration and had nothing to do with personal feelings."

Mrs. Mo was like a piercing piercing, and Kongming lantern without wax oil, she didn't have any energy and spirit, and she was respectful: "Madam... is what she said true?"

"What's the point of lying to you?"

Mrs. Mo felt like a clown, and she didn't expect it to be the result. She came over with pride, but the result was: "Zhe Wenhe..."

"He puts you first, and you almost respect him."

Mrs. Mo looked at her sitting in the main seat and remembered that she was willful and acted recklessly, and served her with sex, and was a charming person.

But now, it seems different. She sat there. Although she looked just as unreasonable, her bones were bones and appearances were faces, which deserved the four words of amazingness.

Aunt Qin: "What are you looking at! Madam is what you can see! Look at it again and you've dug your eyes!"

Xiang Xinci's ears hurt a little: "What are you shouting, you can't say anything well."

Aunt Qin opened her mouth and closed it again. Okay, she meddled with other people's business.

Mrs. Mo immediately lowered her head.

Mrs. Mo felt that her legs were more than just paralyzed: "It was you... who saved Zhewen..."

"Or why would he thank me?"

"sorry……"

"It has nothing to do with you. I did this now, but you should know that you deserve to comment on me, and I just happened to have a bad personality and could take revenge on you."

Mrs. Mo had nothing to say: "It was the old woman who was abrupt..."

"So Mo Yunyi wants to be on duty outside?"

When Mrs. Mo mentioned this matter, she suddenly became depressed and she was so desperate that she didn't know what to do. But because it was the child's own choice, she seemed to be able to accept it. She was still heartbroken and sad, afraid that she would not know what to encounter, and that the heavens and man would be separated forever.

Xiang Xinci sighed: "For Daliang, having such a minister is a blessing, but it may not be necessary for both of you."

Mrs. Mo didn't expect to be comforted by the person in front of her. She felt that maybe it was nothing wrong to let Zhewen marry her: "Thank you, Madam... I understand..."

Xiang Xinci stood up: "I really don't want to, just follow me."

"Wouldn't it cause trouble for the child?"

Mrs. Mo also hurriedly said: "There is no cold and the mother-in-law's body can't stand it, and it also makes the child worry. I can go with me, but..." Mrs. Mo was depressed: "I still have to take care of my family, so there is no reason for me to follow him..." She couldn't bear to leave her son and couldn't follow him, so it made people laugh at her when she told her.

Xiang Xinci looked at the two of them and felt that... if they couldn't say it together, they would not persuade them to be kind without her own hardship, but she had also experienced their hardships.

When her daughter was devoted to men, she almost gave the Regent's house to others, but Mincillo said that it was just an ornament his daughter liked. As long as her daughter could have it around her, what was the point of giving her some status and power?

So Xiang Xinci felt that the Mo family was not arrogant enough without Mingxiluo's pattern. If it were Mingxiluo, what was so fragrant and smelly, as long as his children liked it, they would have to get it back for his children. If he didn't want to say that the throne would be given to the boss's stupid pig.

However, Xiang Xinci felt that if she said it to them, they would not have the same situation, just as Mrs. Mo would not leave her husband and mother-in-law would go with her son: "It's okay, I'm leaving."

When Mrs. Mo saw that she was about to leave, she suddenly felt a little... The lady no longer thought of a solution for her? But Mrs. Zhongguo still left, just like her suddenness, and she never turned around.

Mrs. Mo looked at her leaving figure and felt vaguely: "Zhewen... Maybe she really doesn't care whether to marry or not." Zhuyu was ahead.

Mrs. Mo didn't think so and suddenly said, "Madam isn't it that she doesn't agree with the Zhewen. Why does the Zhewen disagree? You go back and tell the Zhewen, saying you agree."

Mrs. Mo looked at her mother-in-law with no idea. What did she agree with?!

"You agree with them."

Mrs. Mo's pupils were widening little by little, and what nonsense was her mother-in-law talking about!

"So you think Zhewen should marry a girl, and then live a lifelong life with them. Since they are all like this, why don't you agree? He doesn't want to be together? He came back to see his wife for four or five years and was happy. He just thought that we two old people would fulfill her! As for the children, I don't think she doesn't care about it!"

"Mom, why bother to be angry with her!" Mrs. Mo was almost panicked when she was obviously angry.

Mrs. Mo was indeed angry, angry with her grandson, and admired her grandson's choice. But, just as the lady said, who knows when he couldn't bear to see others die and wanted to die. She didn't want the white-haired person to send the black-haired person: "You go back and ask him if he still likes it. If he still likes it, I will admit it!"

"mother--"
Chapter completed!