"Nannan, come on." Mrs. Lu wiped the Gumo in the wheelchair directly, and the hot noodles she was holding were placed on the dining table in the snack hall.

When Manman followed Mrs. Lu, she looked carefully at Gu Mo behind her. Gu Mo was sitting in a wheelchair with a harmonious expression and looked at her with a smile in her eyes. Perhaps, only one or two slightly moved fingers holding the armrest of the wheelchair could reveal a little unusual mood.

After taking a pair of long chopsticks, Mrs. Lu took the noodles from a large bowl and said to her daughter: "If she thinks it is inconvenient to eat a large bowl, give her a small bowl."

"Okay." Manman responded hurriedly, walked into the kitchen and took out two small bowls and spoons.

Mrs. Lu acted like a slight move to pack noodles and soup for the small bowl. No matter how you look at it, she was a standard housewife who was used to housework.

Gu Mo's eyebrows were slightly frowned. Butler Gu pushed her wheelchair and came to the dining table.

When Mrs. Lu saw her coming, she immediately stood by, brushed her two drooping foreheads, and told Manman: "I'll go there first. If the customer wants to eat something, such as the chili sauce you want to mix noodles, if you don't have it here, go to me to get it."

Hearing this, Manman was hesitating whether to say something to keep her mother. But Mrs. Lu walked out of the door in a hurry.

The living room of the Lu family was filled with heads. The little guy was surprised by the spectacle in front of him. He lay on his sister's head of the bed and looked at her face with his hands, and his eyes were sometimes scattered at the adults. Occasionally, he looked down at her sister and found that the princess with a big temper would move her eyelids, as if she was interested and lazy to see the adults with her small eyes.

My sister is so cute, she looks so much like His Royal Highness. The little guy shouted in his heart.

With a little nephew accompanying his daughter, Jiang Yan became a dad and coaxed his son to take medicine. After Zhao Wensheng dissolved the medicine powder and handed him the bottle, he asked, "Can you do it? If not, I will do it."

This was the first time Xiao Xixi took medicine. Jiang Yan didn't know whether her son was good or not, and he was a little scared. After taking the bottle, he put the pacifier close to the child's mouth. Xiao Xixi twisted her head and avoided it. It was obvious that the child was smart and knew that it was not a delicious food when he smelled it.

"Xixi, you are so unbearable." Young Master Jiang educated his son, "Children who don't take medicine well are not good children."

Humph. Why did he have to be a good child? Xiao Xixi disdains.

Xiao Dongzi looked around, grinning, not to mention how gloating he was: Look, this kid is cute and cute, wanting to please adults, but at the critical moment, he will lose his links to see if he wants to be taught a lesson by adults.

"Dongzi!" Zhao Wensheng saw his son laughing so happily and loudly, making Xiao Xixi look dark and intending to resist until death. He shouted.

Sticking her tongue, Xiao Dongzi looked back at the little sister in the bed with loving affection and said, "Nan Nan is so well-behaved, not like her brother."

Jun Ye, who was standing not far away, received this. How could he hear this strange? But his sister's nickname is homophoned with his niece's nickname. The niece's name was chosen by his sister, and it seems that it was all caused by his sister. Jun Ye was twitching his teeth and hearing a group of old men watching opera in the living room laughing frequently. A sharp eye with a sore foot glanced at the other end of his sister's son-in-law and said, "If it doesn't work, let Wensheng feed him."

Jiang Yan did not dare to beat his sick son's butt, so he had to hand over the child to Zhao Wensheng.

Zhao Wensheng held the child and could not call him a skilled man, he had to call him a veteran. Xiao Xixi came into his arms. In less than two seconds, she felt drowsy, as if something was bewitching him. For this reason, he struggled desperately with his small eyelids and sucked his little nose unwillingly. Finally, he was intoxicated and bit his little mouth into a pacifier. After sucking the medicine, his little face wrinkled into a paper ball and wanted to cry. As a result, a pacifier was stuffed into another pacifier. This time, what he sucked in was not medicine, but sweet candy, and his wrinkled face slowly stretched out.

Just as Mrs. Yao came in, she was surprised when she saw this scene, and praised: "I said, Wensheng, you are better than a woman to hold a child and coax the child. Oh, where are you putting your wife's face? How can we women be in love with you?"

After talking loudly, he said it was a praising, but at the same time, the men and women in the living room became foul sluts. Zhao Wensheng felt the thunder sounds above his head, and hurriedly sent Xiao Xixi back to the young master Jiang, who was a dad, and pretended to be very professional, and he said, "It's impossible, it makes perfect. I'm just a little bit strong in feeding medicine, and nothing else can do, even more so when it comes to breastfeeding."

After hearing what he said, Mrs. Yao felt that she was hit by Dao Lei on the spot. Haha, hehe, laughed dryly: "That's right, breastfeeding is not a woman, unless it's a child who drinks milk powder all over." Thinking in her heart that Mrs. Zhao is amazing, and the son raised by Mrs. Zhao is even more powerful. She dares to mess with her son. She hurriedly hid aside, found Commander Lu, and asked, "Where is your wife?"

Commander Lu glanced at the door nervously. Mrs. Lu lowered her head and hurriedly returned from the opposite house. A group of people in the house felt their heartbeat. Mrs. Lu didn't look at her, as if she was only paying attention to her own steps, always looking at the ground and walked into the kitchen. Seeing that she turned a blind eye to herself, Mrs. Yao quickly followed her into the kitchen.

When he arrived in the kitchen, Mrs. Yao approached Mrs. Lu, who was beside the dishwasher, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mrs. Lu buried her head and reached out to fiddle with the unwashed dishes and chopsticks in the dishwasher and said, "It's nothing. Nannan has a friend and wants to live in Nannan's place. I just brought the bowl of noodles over."

"Oh——" Mrs. Yao had heard her husband say what was going on. After looking in the opposite house, she approached Mrs. Lu's face and asked again, "What do you think of Nannan's friend?"

"What can it be done? They are all guests coming." Mrs. Lu said.

Mrs. Yao listened in a daze tone that Cheng Cheng was just a polite tone, and couldn't pick out any of them. Looking at Mrs. Lu's face, she looked calm and calm now, and now she looked like three children. She felt a hint of coldness from her calmness, which was completely different from the past, making her unable to know what to say for a while.

The hand stretched into the sink was so neat that it seemed almost mechanical, precise and smooth, brushing every bowl and every pair of chopsticks.

Gu Mo had already eaten a little at his home, so he only prepared to drink a small bowl of noodles soup. He picked up chopsticks and took a random noodles, put them in his mouth and chewed them. He found that they melted in his mouth, which was very suitable for elderly people with loose teeth. Moreover, this soup tasted really good. Although Gu Mo was good at everything, he was never interested in the kitchen and thought it was not a job exclusive to women. But she didn't like to watch kitchen work, and was also a picky foodie. She once appeared on a TV food program, worked as a judge, and also served as a chef who guided everyone to cook delicious food like Fang Tai.

In Gu Mo, she can see all kinds of contradictions, but what she can never deny is that she is an all-rounder and a generalist.

"Maybe some chicken essence was added, and the taste was too strong." Gumo commented on this bowl of noodles soup in a realistic manner when he put the soup spoon.

Manman only watched her pinching the spoon with her fingertips, and she felt deeply: she really looks like a lady.

When Mrs. Lu washed the dishes and came to collect the dishes, she heard Gu Mo's words from behind and narrowed her eyes.

Butler Gu, who was stationed next to him, felt his heart beating, as if he was rushing out of the track while turning a wild car, and sweat broke out on his forehead. He hurriedly helped collect the bowl before Mrs. Lu, while reminding Gu Mo: "This soup is made at home and is clean and hygienic."

"Seasoning things are indeed difficult, making soup takes time. Sometimes it is impossible to deal with it in a hurry." Gu Mo still said calmly.

Butler Gu's buried head was about to drill into the hole, and he didn't dare to look at Mrs. Lu's face.

Manman first took a new towel to wipe Gu Mo's face, then took the bowls and chopsticks from Butler Gu and said, "I'll do it. The guest room over there has been tidying up. Take your wife to the guest room to see what else is missing to tell me."

Mrs. Gu took advantage of the steps given by Manman and hurriedly pushed Gu Mo into the guest room. Mrs. Lu slowly walked up, standing with her daughter, and examining the leftover mess on the table.

On the table, there was Gumo who only drank half a bowl of noodles soup, and most of the noodles were left in it.

"Mom, she has eaten some at home. And the old man originally ate less," said Manman.

Mrs. Lu's lips curled slightly, as if she hummed lightly: "Yes."

Since she entered the kitchen, this is the first time in her life that someone has not sold her face and has made a lot of noise about her cooking skills. She really thinks she is the president of the Food Association wherever she is.

That being said, the pride in her heart did not allow her tolerate it at all. She took a clean spoon, reached out to block the soup bowl her daughter was going to take into the kitchen, scooped a spoon from it, put it in her mouth and tasted it carefully. After savoring the tip of her tongue, she frowned.

"Mom?" Manman said nervously.

"It's because of the fact that the MSG was put in a little more." Mrs. Lu, who put down the spoon, still looked calm.

Manman held the bowls and chopsticks, looked at her mother who had said this, and turned around and walked out again.

Tonight is special. Old Man Lu stayed at Commander Lu's house to sleep and asked Commander Lu: "Did you notify Huan'er?"

Commander Lu thought that his youngest son likes to be cute, and perhaps coming back will help adjust the atmosphere, and said, "Call him a phone tomorrow and let him take time to come back. But in this way, he has to run back every day in recent days."

"Beihang, it's not too far in the city. If he can go home, go home." Old man Lu decided to help Commander Lu's family, "After all, she is old. If she doesn't let him know about it now, you can't make up for it in the future."

Commander Lu nodded to his father's words. As Jun Ye listened, his cold eyebrows moved, not to mention it.

Speaking of which, the closest distance between Gu Mo was Manman, Jiang Dashao, and the children. After all, when the guests left, Jiang Yan came back with Xiao Xixi, went to the room and asked his wife: "Look, do I need to go over and say hello?"

"Let's wait. Butler Gu is helping her massage her legs." Manman just took a blanket and said, turning around, looking at her youngest son in her husband's arms, and asked, "Are you asleep?"

"I was fed the medicine by my second brother-in-law, and I was so excited that I fell asleep." Not to mention Mrs. Yao's praise, Jiang Yan admired Zhao Wensheng's first-class method of coaxing the child.

When Mrs. Yao teased Zhao Wensheng, Manman heard it and smiled: "That's also a blessing for my second sister."

Jiang Mei, who was far away in her home, suddenly itched in her nose, haha.

Jiang Yan couldn't tell his wife that when Mrs. Zhao promoted her son to her second sister, she used this argument. Manman took a towel and wiped her son's sweat. After Jiang Yan put the child on the big bed, he faced his wife with a frown: "You said, he wouldn't be the 38th parallel when he sleeps between us at night?"

"What's wrong with the 38th parallel? I think the 38th parallel is pretty good." Manman's young wife bit her very calmly, "You have to think that on the 38th parallel, it symbolizes the peaceful and prosperous future of both sides."

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, because he didn't expect his wife to care so much about current affairs, so he scratched his head: "You read the Central News Channel. I think women don't like to watch the news."

Manman proudly whitened his eyes: "I'm watching the Military Channel, Central Seven."

After squinting his eyes, Jiang Yan reached out and hugged his wife, hoping to have a passionate kiss to express the heat in his heart. As a result, this action just went beyond the rules of the 38th tier, and the little kid on the 38th tier screamed like an alarm. Mr. Jiang punched his son with a punch and said to his son: "What's your name? I don't know if your parents don't kiss you, will you not be able to do it?"

Look at what my husband said, and to the child of how old he said, Manman beat her husband on the shoulder without hesitation, and hummed angrily: "Don't cross the line tonight, don't press him, let alone move him away."

Young Master Jiang pouted, and his pouting action was very similar to his son's daughter. It made his younger son's eyelids suddenly open, and he looked at him with hereditary surprise.

Manman ignored her husband's trouble, took her clothes into the shower room and took a shower first. Taking this time, Young Master Jiang quickly coaxed his son and educated him: Dad crossed the line tonight, you can't shout, you must not shout, you must not shout. This is a peaceful military action, and Dad assures you that it is not an imperialist act.

The little head looked up at Mr. Jiang, who spoke passionately and generously. The little mouth yawned frequently, fully expressing a lazy and boring expression. Mr. Jiang was upset about this, how old would this child have to understand his father's "working hard work".

Through a wall, you could hear the laughter and crying of the child from time to time. Butler Gu squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, listening to a very pleasant expression. Gu Mo looked up at him and said, "How long has it been since you came home?"

"It's not long. I took a leave last year and went back. Did the lady forget it?" said Butler Gu.

Gu Mo seemed to remember: "But it seems that you have been back for less than a week."

"My wife, like my wife's husband, has long passed away. Both children have already started their own families and careers. Moreover, under the care of your wife, you have achieved success in your career and nothing can worry me very much. Now, my great-grandson is older than these two children." Gu Butler said relaxedly.

Gu Mo seemed to have never heard of this when he heard this. Maybe he had never asked it carefully, or maybe he had not taken it seriously. When he asked, he listened to it all, obviously because of a slight change in his mood.

"You've actually been by my side forever. I don't know if your children will blame me?" Gu Mo said this question, and hesitated a little.

Butler Gu rested his hands that massaged her legs and said, "What are you going to complain about? Nowadays, there are many people who go out to work. Isn't the same with my two children the same? I often have to go on business trips. It is necessary to support my family, otherwise women will look down on men."

Gu Mo narrowed his eyes for a while and reached out to him: "Take my reading glasses over."

Butler Gu was surprised: "It's so late, madam, you'd better take a break early."

"I'm afraid I can't sleep for a while, and it's easy to fall asleep when I read some books." Gu Mo said.

It should be said that it is rare that she would directly reveal her uneasy thoughts. Butler Gu was happy while surprised. He quickly handed her a letter and glasses and told her that his residence was arranged by Old Man Lu and stayed in the Yao family's guest room above. If she had any needs, he could come down immediately. After all, he had followed her for the longest time, and no one else could understand her needs better.

Gu Mo said coldly to his unnecessary words: "Do you really think I am a lady who has never suffered? I have done revolution, went to the countryside, and fought guerrillas."

Butler Gu shut up and walked out of [31 Novel Network] when he went there, he happened to meet Mr. Jiang.

The two men met face to face, Jiang Yan's sharp and sharp edges narrowed fully expressed his impression of Butler Gu. Butler Gu confirmed his question when he faced him with a deep smile, "My wife lives here, please give me."

Jiang Yan sent him out. When he closed the door, he looked at Gu Mo's door, and a sharp light flew past him.

Xiao Xixi still didn't fall asleep. A little bit of noise could make him look around with his little head as if he was awake. When he saw that his parents were not around, he did not feel too uneasy. His two little eyes were staring at the snow-white wall, as if passing through this wall, someone was accompanying him on the opposite side. When Jiang Yan came back, he happened to see his son like this.

"Xixi?" Jiang Yan's finger gently brushed the child's slightly frowning forehead, as if he could empathize with his son's heart.

The woman living through a wall is not an ordinary woman. Not only is she connected with her family, but she is also in the end when she is together with her wife. In the end, she only feels that she has nothing to do with this woman.

Next door, Gu Mo's slight cough came from the door. Xiao Xixi's little head immediately turned around.

Without thinking, Jiang Yan picked up his son and knocked on the door next door.

"Come in." Gu Mo said, not putting the book in his hand.

Jiang Yan unscrewed the door, held his son in one hand, and walked into the room. Gu Mo raised his face and was stunned when he saw the child in his arms. She had thought about seeing these two children before she came. Moreover, it can be said that she thought she could see these two children every day and only thought of her agreeing. She liked these two children more than her mother and grandma who liked them.
To be continued...