The corner of Long Qingtian's mouth twitched in a rare move. In the old man's opinion, that expression could be called a smile. Then Long Qingtian said: "They said they want to live with their mother."
When the old man heard this, his expression changed subtly.
Long Qingtian continued, "In the past five years, Xiao Jiu has been alone abroad and has not dared to come back. He also felt that he could not see us in person, and he suffered a lot while doing so."
Mr. Long closed his eyes, but his erect ears were not closed.
"Mo Xiaobao and Maomao also suffered a lot. They often asked Xiaojiu, why don't we have a father? Why don't we have a grandfather? Is it because father and grandfather don't like us?"
"Nonsense!" the old man shouted sharply, "How could you not like them? I just don't like..."
Their mother...
Long Qingtian patted Mr. Long on the shoulder, his tall body sat down next to him, and his voice became deeper.
"Children's hearts are sensitive, Grandpa, what do you think?"
The old man raised his eyelids and snorted coldly, "If you marry her, the children will come back?"
"Um."
"Then hurry up!" Mr. Long pushed away Long Qingtian's hand on his knee, stood up with a cane, walked to the door and said dryly: "Come in! What are you doing standing there?"
Then, Mr. Long turned around and walked to the kitchen, "I'm going to see what's for lunch today, and I told them to buy two pairs of chopsticks. Humph! I didn't know how to come earlier. If you don't have food, just drink water!"
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Mo Jiu felt that Long Qingtian was simply amazing.
He talked to Les and Les compromised.
He said a few words to the old man, and the old man's attitude towards Mo Jiu immediately became less disgusting.
Mo Jiu looked at Long Qingtian curiously and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what did you say to grandpa?"
Mo Jiu was no stranger to the Long family. After all, she often played here when she was a child. Even Mo Jiayi hated her. Long Gangqing took her here and stayed there for half a month and twenty days.
Long Qingtian's eyes deepened, and Mo Jiu immediately waved his hand: "Oh, I understand, it's a man's secret again!"
After saying that, he curled his lips.
It wasn't until lunchtime when Mo Jiu looked at the dishes on the table that he realized what an awkward old man Mr. Long was.
On the entire table, except for the two dishes that Long Qingtian loved, the rest were the tastes of Mo Jiu's childhood.
Looking at the plates of dishes, although Mo Jiu's taste has changed now, his eyes can't help but feel warm.
When she was a child, she came to this house to play, and she only liked to play with Uncle Long Gangqing, because she thought the grandpa with a stern face was so scary.
But I didn't expect that more than ten years later, this grandpa would still carefully remember her preferences.
Mo Jiu lowered his head, tears falling into the rice drop by drop.
And Long Qingtian finally knew the reason why the old man was awkward today.
Since Long Qingtian didn't come back yesterday, the old man knew that he would bring Mo Jiu to see him today.
Last night, the old man told the nanny to buy groceries today, but it took him from five o'clock in the morning until eleven o'clock in the afternoon for these two people to show up. It's strange that the old man is happy!
Long Qingtian's heart felt warm and he gave the old man some food, "Grandpa, eat more."
The old man snorted coldly, "I'm old and can't eat anymore. You are young and you can eat."
As he said that, he glanced at Mo Jiu, who had his head lowered and his eyes red.
