Chapter 70

Mohist food is really delicious!

Only those who have eaten know that the so-called five-star chefs in the big hotels outside can be compared with the chefs of Mohist School...

can ordinary cooks and imperial chefs be the same?

Su muxue came to the Mohist family from childhood to adulthood. She was shy when she was young. Every time she dragged her grandfather to come over, and when she was a little older, she would be thick skinned. She came to me every day.

"Hey hey, grandfather Mo, people really miss you. They don't contradict each other. They can do it at the same time."

It can be said that the skin is thicker than the wall.

Master Mo also pretended to be like this and snorted:

"you are such a girl's flattery. The old man's ears are all cocooned. You'd better stop patting and eat!"

"Thank you, Grandpa Mo, you know that he is the best for the evening snow!"

's little fellow pouted several times up to make complaints about

: "sneer, flatterer ~"

ginger listened to a spoonful spoon of a bowl of gruel, heard her son tucked up, choked up.

I didn't want to laugh, but I couldn't help it.

at such a young age, he could make complaints about this?

as for the Su's snow, which was being tuckled, of course, she heard the three words very clearly, and then she was startled. Then, she could not make complaints about her shaking.

, "Xiao Ning Ning, you..."

saw that the little man had bitten a little stuffed buns on her hands and looked sideways.

was "Ningning's not wrong." Avenue.

Hum, who let you disturb Ning Ning and mom so early in the morning?

Su muxue doesn't know, because of this, he was specially targeted by this little guy for a long time.

Now, it's just the beginning.

Hearing Xu's helplessness, Jiang coughs twice in a low voice, and reaches under the table to pull his son's small arm.

Although Su muxue may not care about it, mosu and mosu have been friends for many years and can't embarrass each other.

Some little guy just forget it and continue to eat.

At this time, Mo Xu, who finally woke up, was wearing a hair style of "deep fried sky":

"grandfather, why don't you call me when you eat?"

I drank too much last night, so that I didn't have breakfast. Now, no one came to call me for lunch, or was he born?

Whose grandson is treated like this?

Master Mo glanced contemptuously at him:

"what? Would you like the old man to come and invite you in person

If the old man invited someone in person, the consequences would not be very good.

Cough.

Mo Xu coughed twice:

"no, of course not. Hey, good morning, grandfather!"

I don't have that face, I don't have the courage!

Yes.

Unfortunately, the old man didn't take any notice at all.

Mo Xu in the heart can't help but again self doubt up: is it real?

You can't do that with your face, right?

Since my childhood, my grandmother didn't love me, and my uncle didn't love her, and Mo'er was very depressed.

The other three people on the table are not surprised. Anyway, Mo Er's treatment in the Mohist school is really not much favored.

If you want to be spoiled, there are only mother and son!

Mo Xu and his brother, which was not brought up under the Mohist rules?

In contrast, mother and son are not bound by rules!

With this extreme differential treatment, people who don't know will really misunderstand who is the real Mohist.

The little guy has finished eating. He puts down his chopsticks and looks at Jiang Tingxu:

"Jiang Tingxu, are you going to work today?"

"Why not today

The villain pursed lips: "not how, rather rather rather ask next."

But your little face doesn't look like asking.

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