Ji Yuxiu then turned around and looked at the old man: "the old man's body looks very strong. He can't die for a while. Actually, you have the ability to call back the cold, which makes me a little surprised. But think about it, with your character, you must have used some unbearable means to force the cold back. Let me

guess, is it a heart attack or a cerebral thrombosis this time? "

"Son of a bitch! I think your skin is itching! " The old man's moustache went up and down.

Xiaoyou is really speechless. It's not the first time for him to listen to the meaning of Uncle Ji's words. He has a criminal record. As soon as he heard that he was sick, he was stupid and dragged Bai Mohan over. Oh, sure enough, she is too simple.

But

"Bai Mohan, how do I feel that uncle has changed a person this time?" Small you pulled white ink cold sleeve, stand on tiptoe, in his ear whispered his doubts.

The old uncle was gentle and elegant, with a lot of details and connotation. Now, it seems that he is more ruffian, and the whole person is different.

White Mo Han disdained to glance at him, hissed: "he has always been like this, you are just cheated by his appearance."

Ah?

Small you surprised of stare big eyes, don't say, this is uncle's true face?

"Since Xiu has come back, it's almost time. Let's have dinner." Ji Wenfan acted as a commander in good time.

"Ah, yes, eat. Come on, Xiao you and Han, let's sit over there. " When Mr. Ji listened to the meal, he was very enthusiastic.

Today's meal is more abundant than the last time Xiaoyou came alone. It can be seen that the most important thing in the old man's heart is baimohan.

But think of Bai Mo Han's previous question, they are so anxious to ask him to come back to Ji's home, is it really just because of missing? Or is there any other purpose?

"Come on, Xiao you, eat more." Ji old son appears very happy, the iceberg face of white Mo Han has not affected his enthusiasm at all.

Xiaoyou nodded: "OK, thank you, Grandpa Ji. Don't worry about me. I'll do it myself. "

Looking at all kinds of food in the bowl, even if the food was delicious, she couldn't eat it any more. Too much. She's not a pig.

"Don't push yourself when you're full. No one will push you." White Mo Han saw her distress and said. His voice is not big or small, but just enough for a few people on the table to hear.

Ji Laozi's chopsticks with chicken legs quietly retracted again.

After drinking the last mouthful of soup, Xiao you was sure that she really couldn't eat any more. Then she put down the dishes and put them together to Bai Mo Han's ear and said softly, "I'll go to the bathroom."

White Mo Han nodded, she just stood up and went out.

I don't know if I'm too full. My legs suddenly soften, and Xiaoyou falls to the ground.

"Be careful!" White Mo cold a surprised, quickly stretched out a hand to catch her, just didn't let her come to an intimate contact with the ground.

Xiao you, who survived the disaster, was also scared out in a cold sweat.

"Where did you fall? Did you get hurt? Did the child touch it? " White ink cold anxious embrace her, big hand in her body this touch that see, for fear of her knock.

Xiao you shakes his head. Fortunately, Bai Mohan's hand is in time. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

However, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention. As soon as their conversation ended, the other four at the dinner table were all shocked: "kid?"

White Mo Han slightly frowned, obviously, this matter he had no intention to let the Ji family know.

Ji Laozi is particularly excited: "is Xiaoyou pregnant? But is it really the case? We have a queen in our family! "

Xiaoyou looked up at the white ink cold one eye, see he did not refute, this just some shy nodded.

For a moment, Mr. Ji was as happy as a child, dancing and chanting: "great, great! I'm going to have great grandchildren, great grandchildren! "

However, some people are happy and others are worried. Ji is not happy, while Ji Wenfan and Wen Sulian on the other side change their faces instantly after they know the news.

Two people looked at each other, there is a very dangerous information in their eyes diffuse and open.

"I'm pregnant. It seems that I'm going to be a grandparent soon. Well, it's getting old in the blink of an eye. " Ji Yuxiu covered up the loss in his eyes, showed a happy smile on his face, and blessed them.

"Uncle is not old at all. He is still very young."

"How can you be called uncle if you are not old?" Ji Yuxiu shook his head with self mockery: "seeing that my nephew is going to be a father, it seems that I have to work hard to be happy."

"Then you have to work hard. If you need to, I can ask Chen to introduce some to you." At this time, white ink cold "just right" opened the mouth.

Xiaoyou can't help laughing. Is this man too hostile to Ji Yuxiu?

"Do you hear that? Xiaoyou laughed at you. It's time to be more stable.""It's not your turn to educate me."

"Cough." As soon as the old man saw that his youngest son and his eldest grandson had quarreled again, he had no chance to intervene at all, so he coughed and found some sense of existence.

Sure enough, the two people who were still fighting stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

The season old son endure the inner excitement, open mouth way: "is like this, cold, grandfather has a matter to want to discuss with you."

The old man's attitude was rare and humble, but Bai Mohan still didn't appreciate it and didn't even look at him.

He also knows that he didn't handle the matter properly, and his grandson should hate him. But his grandson, the old master of the season's family, was so condescending to talk to him that he even ignored him. How could he be reconciled? When he thought of the child in his daughter-in-law's stomach, he put down his discontent. "Han, you see, you are so busy working every day that you can't take care of Xiaoyou. Now she is pregnant with a child, and she is the only child in my family. So, I think, for the sake of Xiaoyou and the child's safety,

before the child is born, let her live in the old house. There are so many people here that they can take care of her. "

"No way. Xiaoyou is on my side, so I can rest assured. Is it here? Ah Bai Mohan refused without thinking about it. In my heart, I still feel that the old man is really brave, even dare to ask for such a request.

"Han, if you think about it carefully, pregnant women are very vulnerable, and you can't take care of them at home every day." "With servants, they will take good care of Xiaoyou when I'm away." White Mo Han said impolitely.