Chapter 327: Mo Lao: You are a bit of a beast! Beast Eight
Chapter 327 Mr. Mo: You are a bit of a beast! (8)
Seeing his stupidity, Zhao Jing helplessly raised her forehead, coughed slightly and said, "Last night, your father had already called Zhaojiacun and told them, so you were the last to know."
The smile on Su Jingyu's face gradually stiffened.
"Impossible, little cousin, don't fool me."
Zhao Huaiguo nodded in agreement: "It's true."
Su Jingyu's heart was broken into pieces. He was so close and he didn't know it as quickly as those three little brats who were far away.
He was not his biological son, and his father called him, but he would not have been so sad if it had been anyone else.
I took two big mouthfuls of rice, of course, half of it was an exaggeration, and half of it was because I was really hurt.
Zhao Jing couldn't help laughing, this guy is really funny.
Su Qingyun looked at a certain little man who could hardly help but chuckle, with a bit of helplessness in her eyes.
This kid is easy to fool, but Jingyang might not be so stupid.
But it's almost the same. The two brothers are both equally short-sighted and stupid.
Even if it is half a pound, no one will accept it.
After talking to Su Qingyun for a while, Zhao Jingyi went back with Zhao Huaiguo until the afternoon.
When I returned to Su's house, I heard what sounded like a quarrel coming from the house as soon as I entered the door.
Zhao Jingyi and Zhao Huaiguo looked at each other and walked in quickly.
Only then did I hear clearly that it was Mr. Ji who was here, and there was an old man I didn't recognize.
Just now, Mr. Ji and Mr. Su were arguing.
"Old Man Su, you have gone too far."
Not to be outdone, Mr. Su argued with Mr. Ji: "I go too far, and you go too far."
Mr. Ji yelled louder to Mr. Su with a red face and thick neck.
"You watched Xiaowu grow up, didn't he? His Hua family is fine, but my Ji family is not. Do you look down on me?"
Mr. Su used his cane and banged the floor twice: "You fart, when will I look down on you?"
Mr. Ji snorted coldly and shouted, "Then you agree."
Mr. Su snorted arrogantly and said, "I don't."
The provocation method didn't work, so Mr. Ji changed his method, and his tone became a little lower as he spoke: "You just look down on me. I have been your brother for so many years, and you actually look down on me..."
Zhao Jingyi and Zhao Huaiguo stood at the door, looking confused. They listened for a long time and didn't understand a word. What were they arguing about?
The strange old man was very calm and drank tea by himself.
Su Qingsheng and the others were not seen either. There were only four people in the living room, the three old men and Ji Mingxuan.
Ji Mingxuan noticed Zhao Jing from the moment she walked in, and his eyes were always on her.
Regarding the quarrel between the two old men in front of him, Ji Mingxuan was obviously calm and did not want to do anything.
The old man drinking tea saw that he was looking directly at the little girl, and asked jokingly: "Why, do you like her?"
Ji Mingxuan nodded: "Yes."
The old man was stunned, so it was this little girl that caused these two old immortals to argue here?
The old man wore glasses and looked carefully at Zhao Jingyi at the door.
He said with some disgust: "You look quite young, but you are a bit of a beast."
Ji Mingxuan: "..." It seems inappropriate to say this in person.
But he's only five or six years old, so he's like a beast: "I'm not even twenty-three."
The old man nodded lightly and said, "Oh, I thought you were twenty-five or six years old. That's really not that old. But this baby is Mr. Su's pet peeve. Aren't you afraid?"
Ji Mingxuan shook his head: "Not afraid."
The old man smiled, a little bit meanly: "You have the guts, I like you."
Mr. Su, who had sharp ears, suddenly heard his friend say something and turned to look at him: "What the hell, who do you like?"
The old man shook his head, looked at the tea cup in his hand without blushing, and said seriously: "It's nothing, I said, this tea is delicious."
Mr. Su looked at him doubtfully: "Really?"
The old man nodded seriously: "Of course."
Zhao Jingyi also took advantage of this moment to walk in and asked: "Uncle, what are you talking about?"
As soon as he saw Zhao Jingyi, Mr. Su's attitude and expression changed completely: "Yiyi is back, are you hungry?"
The corner of the old man's mouth twitched and he muttered: "It's still the same as before, nothing has changed."
Zhao Jingyi pretended that she didn't know anything, with a soft smile on her face: "You're not hungry yet, where are your cousin and the others?"
Mr. Su took Zhao Jingyi's hand and sat down, saying, "They are helping in the kitchen."
Just ignore the blushing and thick-necked Mr. Ji who was arguing with him just now.
Zhao Jing shouted to Mr. Ji: "Mr. Ji."
Mr. Ji's attitude also changed, and he responded with a smile: "Hey, you just came back from the hospital?"
Zhao Jing nodded: "Mr. Ji is really good at guessing it right away."
Mr. Su said a little jealously: "I said so."
"You farted..." Mr. Ji subconsciously wanted to say that you farted, but he didn't say it when he thought that Zhao Jing was here.
He coughed slightly in embarrassment and said, "I guessed it myself."
Mr. Su hummed: "Shameless."
Mr. Ji's face twitched. If this old Sutou wasn't afraid of scaring this little girl, I wouldn't have brought him back if I didn't win the fight today.
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Zhao Jing quickly changed the subject and asked: "Uncle, what do you call this person?"
Mr. Su's attitude immediately changed: "He is my uncle's comrade in youth. You can just call him Mr. Mo."
Zhao Jing nodded: "Mr. Mo."
Mr. Mo said with a smile: "Little girl, you are sensible."
Mr. Su liked hearing this and nodded proudly: "That's right."
I didn't care in my heart. Don't think he didn't hear what he just said.
Ji Mingxuan's gaze was so hot that it was difficult for Zhao Jing to ignore him.
When she looked at him, she nodded with a smile.
Ji Mingxuan smiled and nodded to her as well.
The tips of Zhao Jing's ears felt a little warm.
Isn't this look too blatant? Her uncle is still here.
Sure enough, the next second the old man's face turned black.
"What are you looking at, kid?"
Ji Mingxuan said honestly: "Look at it one by one."
The old man's face turned even darker, and he wanted to yell at this little gangster, but he didn't care that Zhao Jingyi was here.
Zhao Jingyi felt helpless and tried to change the subject again: "Uncle, what are you going to eat tonight?"
Mr. Su immediately said: "Make your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs."
What about Ji Mingxuan? Throw everything aside.
Mr. Mo looked at his old friend like this, as if he saw them as a husband and wife, but now their partners have changed.
If it were his niece, Mr. Mo thought it was a bit funny. Only these three women could control Mr. Su in his life.
One is his sister, one is his wife, and the other is the little girl in front of him.
If it were anyone else, he might laugh at him for being controlled by a woman.