After lunch, according to the rhythm of previous years, Mo Hai and his family were about to say goodbye and go home. But this year, since Mo Hai was here, they naturally had to stay for a while. Under the strong request of her grandmother, Zhou Xiaorong had no choice but to agree to stay one night in Hangzhou.
In fact, Zhou Xiaorong knew that the old lady wanted to take the opportunity to save space and time to improve the relationship between the family. As an old Chinese saying goes, everything will prosper when the family is harmonious. Although the old lady did not say anything on her face, she was like a mirror in her heart.
"Tonight, stay at home, don't stay in a hotel outside." The old lady said in a decisive tone.
"Okay...Mom, as long as you are happy." Zhou Xiaorong said helplessly.
"Grandma, I, I want to live outside. The hotel we stayed in the year before last was pretty good. It's not far from here, right by the West Lake." Mo Yu said softly.
"Xiaoyu, there are so many rooms at home, why do you want to live outside?" Grandma said dissatisfied.
"I'm afraid someone will ask me to lay the floor." Mo Yu said. She still remembered that a few years ago, when she first came to Zhou's house, her cousin Zhou Qiaona made sarcastic remarks to her. She even disliked Mo Yu's unclean body and wanted Mo Yu to be with her.
There is a floor in the room.
"You kid, what are you talking about? How could you be allowed to lay the floor in your grandma's house? Xiuli and Xuemei's family won't live here tonight. There are enough rooms," grandma said.
Mo Yu had a grimace on his face. Naturally, he was unwilling to do so, but he couldn't disobey it.
Seeing her daughter's expression of mourning, Zhou Xiaorong couldn't help but smile and said: "Mom, when eldest brother and the others come back tonight, there will definitely not be enough room at home. How about this, I will stay and sleep with you tonight, and Weiguo, Xiaohai, Xiaoyu and the others will go to a nearby hotel to stay."
Well, it’s very close to here anyway.”
"Okay then." The old lady thought for a while and then agreed.
"But tonight, we all have to have dinner together. There are some things that we should solve and we can't stay in this stalemate forever." The old lady added.
"Mom, I listen to you." Zhou Xiaorong smiled.
"Mr. Mo, I will book the hotel for you. You can just go and stay at night." An Xinhui said.
Mo Hai nodded.
"By the way, Mr. Mo, since you are not leaving tonight, there will be an auction in Hangzhou tomorrow, the third day of the Lunar New Year. Would you like to go and have a look? There may be magic weapons you are interested in." An Xinhui continued.
"Then let's go and have a look." Mo Hai didn't refuse. Anyway, he was staying in Hangzhou just to accompany his family and take them to the auction.
"Okay, Mr. Mo, I will pick you up tomorrow. I have something to do this afternoon, so I will go back first." An Xinhui stood up.
After seeing An Hui off, Grandma Mo suggested that they go for a walk in the West Lake, and then the whole family walked to the West Lake.
It wasn't until the sunset that Mo Hai's grandmother took everyone to a large private room in a restaurant by the West Lake.
Zhou Xiaorong's eldest brother, second brother, and third brother are all here, and the old man Zhou Anhuai is also here.
This time the old lady came forward in person. She wanted to use tonight to ease the relationship between her family members.
The old lady took Mo Hai's family and pushed the door into the private room. Zhou Xiaorong's eldest brother, second brother, and third brother just looked at Zhou Xiaorong's family lightly and did not say hello.
Zhou Xiaorong supported the old lady, not to mention taking the initiative to say hello. First post
Zhou Weiguo, on the other hand, was extremely embarrassed. He had indeed always felt guilty in his heart. It was all because of him that the relationship between Zhou Xiaorong and his family was at loggerheads. He felt that since the old lady came forward this time, he could take this opportunity to repair the Cold War relationship.
"Ahem, you guys came so early." Zhou Weiguo said.
However, no one paid attention to him.
"Dad, you were not feeling well at noon. Are you feeling better now?" Seeing that no one answered him, Zhou Weiguo asked the old man again awkwardly.
Zhou Anhuai leaned on crutches, sat upright, and glanced at Zhou Weiguo lightly.
"I'm very fine." Finally, Zhou Anhuai responded without a smile.
Zhou Weiguo was secretly relieved when he heard that the old man did not humiliate him with cold words this time.
After Zhou Anhuai finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Xiaorong again.
The father-daughter relationship between Zhou Xiaorong and Zhou Anhuai can now be said to have dropped to a freezing point. Seeing her father, Zhou Xiaorong looked indifferent and did not say a word.
"Xiaorong~~" the old lady shouted in a low voice, signaling to Zhou Xiaorong.
Zhou Xiaorong frowned slightly, and although she resisted in her heart, she finally shouted.
"dad!"
"Hmph!" Zhou Anhuai snorted softly, seeming to be dissatisfied with Zhou Xiaorong's attitude, but his reaction was better than when the old lady had her birthday three years ago.
"Old man, you didn't hear Xiaorong calling you. Are you a father like you? Are you still planning on not talking to Xiaorong for the rest of your life?" the old lady said in a deep voice.
"I'm not deaf, of course I can hear it." Zhou Anhuai said lightly.
"Xiao Rong, don't be like your father. He just wants to save face and suffer the consequences. He still puts on airs in front of his daughter. He has been retired for who knows how many years and still thinks he is an official." The old lady laughed.