Mu's father's words obviously brought some reminders, reminding Uncle Li of his identity and what his identity is. It is natural for a father to teach his children. Uncle Li is just an outsider after all. As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Li's face looked a little ugly. He restrained his expression in his eyes, but in the end he had nothing. He just sighed faintly and looked at Mu Fan.

"Xiao Fan, I'll go back first. You'll like things." Uncle Li glanced at the things in Mu Fan's hand, lowered his eyes, and turned around and left.

"Wait, Uncle Li, I remember everything you say, thank you, and remember every word I say." Mu Fan looked at Uncle Li, with a little thanks in his tone. His eyes were sincere, as if he was really grateful to Uncle Li, thanking him for really hearing every word he said inadvertently and remembering it in his heart.

Uncle Li was slightly stunned when he heard Mu Fan's words, then a smile appeared on his face and nodded, as if he understood what Mu Fan was going to say. He remembered some past events again. At that time, Mu Fan was extremely young, probably... probably just arrived at his chest. At that time, Mu Fan's eyes were full of stubbornness. The first time he cried and said no, and wanted to play with his peers.

But Mu's father directly ignored his words, turned a blind eye and listened to them. Gradually, he remembered that Mu Fan would talk to him at the beginning, but later, he stopped talking again, just being taciturn, and Mu Fan became what he later.

Everyone is looking forward to what he cultivates.

"Take care, next time Uncle Li invites you to dinner." Uncle Li spoke, and he turned around and left, looking at Mu's father sitting in the seat, and didn't know what he thought of. He just sighed quietly, looked up at the dark night sky in the sky, shook his head, and decided not to think about it, or to investigate carefully what happened in the "Feast" bar, where the fireworks came from, and the background behind the "Feast", which probably involves many things.

The hall of the Mu family was still silent. Mu's mother looked pale. She sat in the seat and looked at her father's appearance and wanted to speak. The dining table was delicious food, but obviously no one wanted to move the chopsticks now. Mu Fan sat in the seat, sitting upright, looking at the cold face of her face, he pursed his lips tightly and looked in the direction of Mu's father.

Mu Fan looked cold, and Mu's father was not inferior. He looked at Mu Fan, who had finally returned after several years in front of him.

"Xiao Fan, I never thought that you would become like this. You asked me, your mother, and our entire Mu family to disappoint us. During the days when you were away, how did they suspect our Mu family? All of us thought you were dead." Mu's father spoke, and his voice was heavy, looking at Mu Fan. When Mu Fan returned home, his mood was very complicated, happy and excited, but accompanied by it was harsh criticism, harsh criticism of Mu Fan's actions.

He never remembered that he had taught Mu Fan these things, nor did he remember that he had indulged him in doing these unreasonable things. He glanced at the fireworks placed at Mu Fan's feet and frowned. These things have always only affected people and made people lose their ambitions. In the end, they forgot what they were going to do and were stunned by the flowers.

He simply never let Mu Fan touch these things.
Chapter completed!