According to Huo sanshao, who has a very high quality of life, all the things bought by these street stalls are classified as junk food.

It's too late for Huo nianyan to hide.

On weekdays, the Huo family is called the king of Huo nianyan, but as long as Huo moting comes back, Huo nianyan will disappear immediately. Just like now, the little guy is hard headed and says, "it's from the teacher."

"Which teacher?"

Under the invisible pressure, Huo nianyan said vaguely, "violin teacher."

"If I remember correctly, I told you that the roadside stalls are not hygienic."

Huo moting's implication was obvious. He asked his son to throw away the bag.

Huo nianyan scratched his hair impatiently, but he didn't move. He said again: "it's from the teacher."

Huo Mo Ting reached out and took a sip of the coffee cup on the tea table. There was no room for negotiation.

The father and son sat and stood frozen in the living room.

When Mrs. Huo came back from outside, she saw this scene.

"Grandma!" Huo nianyan uttered an extremely aggrieved "grandma" cry, which softened the old lady's heart.

"What's the matter?" the old lady took little darling sun Hu in her arms and stared at Huo moting: "how do you be a father? You always hurt him. In foreign countries and places we can't see these years, I don't know what you have done!"

Huo moting, who was in his thirties, was also scolded by the old lady. It was inevitable that he couldn't get over it. He frowned and tilted his eyes. Huo said, "don't you go upstairs?"

When Huo nianyan got his wish and disappeared at the stairs with the bag of "junk food", Huo moting picked up the suit on the sofa and got up to go, but was pulled by the old lady, "you said you... Why didn't you go on the blind date I arranged for you yesterday!"

Huo Mo Ting frowned. The old lady had pulled out several photos from her wallet, "if you don't like the one last night, look at these again. Many of them are the children of friends in your father's army. Their character and appearance are the best..."

"Mom." Huo Mo Ting shouted to stop his mother from talking. As for the photos, he didn't take a look at them.

"So you know I'm your mother!"

Mrs. Huo rolled her eyes at him. Her expression suddenly became sad and wiped the nonexistent tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand. "How can a child break her parents' hearts like you? Your niece Weiwei has made boyfriends. You're good and single."

"Isn't the second brother more urgent than me?"

Unable to stand the tearful scolding of the old lady, Huo moting simply moved out his second brother Huo Zhongxiao as a shield.

Referring to the second child of the Huo family, the old lady's nose was sour and her eyes were really red: "what evil did I do? I thought I could enjoy the blessings of my children and grandchildren when I was old. As a result, both of you were like this. Every time your father went back to dinner, which time didn't he come back disheartened?"

The Huo family is a well-known family in the military and political circles. Huo Zhanming's sitting in an important position today was originally a happy thing, but with the rise of the old general's status, the fame of the two bare headed commanders of the Huo family also went out.

The son is getting older and older, and the rumors outside are getting worse and worse. This is worrying old Mrs. Huo.

"You can be alone. Pity my good grandson. His mother died as soon as he was born. He lives with you. A child without a mother is a grass. You are often not at home. Who will take care of the child when I go later?"

The old lady became more and more sad, and her voice choked. "Anyway, I don't care. You must find me a daughter-in-law!"

"I'll go upstairs and have a look." Huo moting was so grinned by the old lady's reading that he turned and went upstairs.

"Are you still reading Shuyuan?"

Huo Mo Ting's pace paused and said faintly, "it has nothing to do with her."

The old lady seemed to think of something and said, "at the Xu family in the capital, the second old man said he wanted to see the child and wanted to take the child over for a period of time. After all, Yan Yan is Shuyuan's child, and it's understandable for grandparents to see their grandson..."

"It's not necessary." with that, Huo Mo Ting walked upstairs and soon disappeared at the entrance of the corridor.

"It's all bad temper, and I don't know who inherited it!"

The old lady sighed faintly, but her heart became more and more worried. If only the child were still alive!

……

"Sneeze!"

As soon as Jane Huan got into Ye Zhiqiu's car, she sneezed loudly.

Ye Zhiqiu wiped the saliva foam sprayed on his face, "do you have a cold? It depends on your face."

Jane Huan didn't think so. When she said it, she found that her nose was really blocked.

After waking up in the middle of the night, I stood in front of the window in my thin pajamas for so long. It's not normal to have a cold in November.

"Anyway, the hospital is nearby. Go get some medicine and go back."

Jian Huan didn't refuse ye Zhiqiu's suggestion. Her cold hand covered her forehead and leaned against her seat, she was a little sleepy.

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