Zhao Dong wanted to step forward, but was pushed away by Uncle Mo, "Come on, come on, Xiao Fei, come in quickly!"
"It's the first time I've come to visit, and my uncle was not prepared at all."
Zhao Dong was speechless, "Old Mo, do you still have a conscience? If someone takes it back to you, you won't care about me?"
Uncle Mo glared, "Why is there so much nonsense?"
"I told you not to buy anything, you have to carry it in big and small packages!"
"Take it quickly!"
Zhao Dong rolled his eyes, "You think I want to buy it? My wife gave it to you!"
Uncle Mo's attitude changed, "Is this a gift from Xiao Fei? That's not okay, I have to accept it!"
After teasing all the way, they entered the living room.
There is a nanny pushing a wheelchair over there.
Sophie looked up and saw that the woman in the wheelchair was similar to Zhao's mother in age and had a graceful temperament, but she had a little more wrinkles on her temples.
Her hair is half white, but her eyes are kind, with affection and pampering towards her descendants.
Just as he was hesitating what to say, Zhao Dong's eyes turned red and he squatted in front of him, "Aunt Qian!"
Aunt Qian hugged the person and said, "Little monkey cub, I haven't seen you for several years, and you have grown so big!"
"Let Auntie take a look!"
The scene stirred up emotion, and the corners of Aunt Qian's eyes became wet.
Even Uncle Mo's eyes were red, and he laughed and cursed: "You brat, you made your aunt cry when you just came back, please introduce me quickly!"
Zhao Dong wiped the corners of Aunt Qian's eyes and said, "Auntie, don't be excited. We will be closer in the future. I will come over to see you often when I have time!"
"By the way, let me introduce it to you!"
With that said, he waved to Sophie.
Sophie was a little shy, so she followed Zhao Dong and shouted, "Aunt Qian!"
Aunt Qian nodded hurriedly, "Hey, hey, hey, hello, hello, you are Xiaofei, right?"
"I heard Lao Mo tell me that Xiaodong has found a wife who is not only beautiful but also has a good personality."
"Well-behaved, sensible, and filial. He even showed me photos!"
"She looks so beautiful, much prettier than in the photo!"
While she was talking, she already had Sophie in her hands.
Sophie also likes Aunt Qian very much, and she looks like Kochi at first glance.
His conversation, words, deeds, and temperament all make people like him from the inside, without any pretense.
Zhao Dong teased, "Old Mo, when did you get a photo of my wife?"
Uncle Mo's face turned red, "You brat, you're not big or small, you're just joking!"
Sophie helped, "That's right, Uncle Mo, please help me teach him a lesson!"
"I can hardly control him anymore!"
Uncle Mo smiled and said, "Okay, Xiao Fei, then you can chat with your Aunt Qian in the living room."
"Xiaodong, let's go and cook!"
...
The old couple has no children. Apart from the sound of the TV, the house is rarely so lively on weekdays.
Aunt Qian was in a good mood and started talking without stopping.
It's lively in the living room.
The kitchen is also quite lively.
Uncle Mo is picking and sorting vegetables.
Zhao Dong showed off his knife skills at the side.
While preparing the dishes, he couldn't help but joke, "Old Mo, you are unjust, hiding it so deeply."
"What's the matter, are you afraid that I will rely on you? Or are you afraid that I will do whatever you want in your name?"
Uncle Mo smiled and said, "Don't look at me. This has nothing to do with me. It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's because your mother didn't let me."
"Besides, you were rebellious when you were young and made mischief all day long. Your mother was also worried that you would know my identity and go astray."
Zhao Dong asked, "Then why do you want to tell me now?"
Uncle Mo turned back and closed the kitchen door, turned on the range hood, and took out a cigarette.
Zhao Dong helped him light it.
After puffing for a while, Uncle Mo slowly said, "Did you offend someone in Tianzhou?"