108: C108 Hands of the Hyperbolic

C108 Hands of the Hyperbolic

Mu Xiaoyou, who was fully armed, walked to Mu Qingqing's side and threw the two hundred yuan in her hands in front of Mu Qingqing. "Here, take it."

Mu Qingqing and Mu Yichen looked at each other, unable to understand Mu Xiaoyou's actions.

"Don't embarrass our family." With that, Mu Xiaoyou closed the door.

Mu Qingqing stared blankly at the two hundred-dollar bills.

Mu Yichen picked up the two hundred yuan and handed it to Mu Qingqing. "Although Second Sister's temper is bad, this matter …"

"Let's go and buy some food." Mu Qingqing stood up without a word and pulled Mu Yichen downstairs.

Old Master Mu's gaze did not look at Mu Qingqing, who greeted everyone in Mu Family, but instead landed on the entire family of five in the living room. Mu Anren placed a few photos in the living room. They were all about 'this family'. There were no traces of Old Master Mu.

For more than ten years, Old Master Mu had only felt warmth when he looked at the entire Zhang family. He did not feel the slightest bit of depression and depression that Mu Anren had inside his Mu Family house. He began to ponder over whether or not it was meaningful for the few Mu Family brothers that fought over the wealth behind him these past few years.

Hearing the sounds of Mu Qingqing and Mu Yichen running out of the road, Su Cuiyun leaned over to the window. She thought that these two children finally understood what was going on and even knew to ask Old Master Mu for money!

She opened the door slowly and walked towards Mu Xiaoyou's room.

"Faint, the ink on your face seems to have become lighter." Su Cuiyun lifted her hand to feel the ink on Mu Xiaoyou's forehead. She was not mistaken; it was a little shallow.

"Really?" Mu Xiaoyou took off her mask, revealing a slightly happy expression.

"Take a look for yourself." As Su Cuiyun was about to reach for the mirror, Mu Xiaoyou stopped her.

"I'm not looking. I don't want to see such an ugly me." Mu Xiaoyou was terrified. What if it was just a last-ditch effort?

"How are we supposed to be ugly? You are mother's darling, you are the most beautiful little princess in the world." Su Cuiyun hugged Mu Xiaoyou's neck. Her mood was pretty good.

If Mu Qingqing and Mu Yichen opened their mouths to ask the old man for the money, the number would definitely not be less than a few thousand. Thinking of this, Su Cuiyun's expression became even more radiant.

"Mom, when will grandpa return?" Mu Xiaoyou did not even dare to look at her pitch-black face. If she went out to eat later, her family would definitely be seated at the same table. If they asked her what was going on with her face, it would be very awkward.

"Go back? They won't be coming home tonight. Your father will stay with them for the night when he wakes up. " Su Cuiyun longed for the old man to stay for two more days. There was a convenient car and a bodyguard outside the door. How nice it was!

"Why aren't you going back? What's so good about eating rice at our house?" Mu Xiaoyou mumbled to herself. She also knew that Mu Family was an old house with plenty of money, and with a rich man's exquisite lifestyle, he definitely would not eat vegetarian and household dishes everyday.

"Don't say that. You don't understand." Su Cuiyun looked at Mu Xiaoyou reproachfully. Your grandfather and the others will stay here for one more day, so he will give your sister some money.

"Take money?" Mu Xiaoyou asked in surprise. "How is this possible!?"

Why hadn't she seen her grandfather take out a dime?

"How is that impossible?"

"I gave Mu Qingqing and Yichen the money to buy vegetables. Grandpa didn't pay a single cent." What about getting money for Mu Qingqing? It was a joke.

"What did you say?" Su Cuiyun looked at Mu Xiaoyou in surprise. You gave them the money to buy the vegetables? "

"Yeah, I gave them all the pocket money I got this month." Mu Xiaoyou nodded affirmatively.

"That's not it, baby. Why are you messing around with me? I was just closing the door and I couldn't hear you. Why did you take the initiative to give the money to Mu Qingqing?" Didn't they break up! Su Cuiyun instantly became anxious.

"Anyway, isn't father going to give it to us when he wakes up? What does it matter if I give it to her now?" Mu Xiaoyou replied stubbornly.

"Girl, you're really stupid!" The smile on Su Cuiyun's face instantly vanished. She let go of Mu Xiaoyou's neck, so angry that she didn't want to talk to Mu Xiaoyou anymore.

"What? If you don't give them the money to buy food, how will Grandfather and the others look at our family? It makes us feel like we're begging for food. " Mu Xiaoyou pouted. Was she wrong?

Su Cuiyun held her chest in anger and didn't want to talk to Mu Xiaoyou for a long time.

Even if Old Master Mu thought of her as a beggar, she knew that Old Master Mu was a stubborn old man. Letting him see how little money the Mu Family had left would instead arouse his sympathy, and yet Mu Xiaoyou had actually ruined her plans!

"A useless child!" Su Cuiyun was silent for a while before she angrily threw down those words.

Staring at Su Cuiyun's receding back, Mu Xiaoyou couldn't hold back her anger anymore. She wanted to retort with Su Cuiyun, but she had already left.

She kicked the bed with hatred.

"..."

With Mu Xiaoyou's two hundred yuan, Mu Qingqing and Mu Yichen bought a lot of ingredients and fruits and carried them onto the carriage before bringing the Mu Family back as well.

Aunt Qiong was finally relieved. With dinner tonight ready, she wouldn't be scolded by Old Master Mu.

Mu Qingqing helped Aunt Qiong wash the vegetables. With Mu Yichen's help, the number of customers today increased, and the number of dishes to be made increased accordingly.

Looking at the two busy children in the kitchen, Old Master Mu winked at Mu Ankang.

The children of Mu Family were so useless, what was the use of entering the kitchen?

Before long, Mu Qingqing and Mu Yichen were replaced by the servants Mu Ankang called in. The two of them walked out of the kitchen in a daze, meeting the old man's dignified gaze.

"Grandfather." Mu Qingqing nodded her head in greeting.

"Come over and sit." Mu Ankang stood up and gave his seat to Mu Qingqing.

Mu Qingqing sat down next to Old Master Mu in a reserved manner. Deep down, she still treated Old Master Mu with respect.

"The top scholar's hands are for writing." Old Master Mu said to Mu Qingqing in all seriousness.

Mu Qingqing looked at the busy figures of the maids in the kitchen and pondered for a moment. She then said, "What a pair of hands does doesn't depend on a person's identity."

Old Master Mu's face was filled with anger.

"Grandfather, isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Mu Qingqing asked awkwardly.

"Go on." Although Old Master Mu's face was sullen, he wanted to know the reason behind Mu Qingqing's decision.

Mu Qingqing looked at the fruit knife on the tea table and suddenly held it in her hand.

"Hey hey hey, nephew daughter, I can't accept this." At this moment, Mu Antai was sitting on the left side of Old Master Mu. Seeing that Mu Qingqing had picked up her knife, he hurriedly stood up and took a step back in fear.

Mu Qingqing ignored Mu Antai and cut an apple with her fruit knife.

"This knife is a fruit knife, but it's not just for cutting fruits."

Isn't this nonsense? Mu Antai felt embarrassed.

Old Master Mu understood the meaning behind Mu Qingqing's words, so he took the fruit knife from her hand.

The little girl was still young, but her brain was still very active.

"Good steel needs to be used on the blade. This knife has been used to cut fruits ever since you bought it. If it can cut a thousand fruits, then one day you cut a bone with this knife and cut a hole in the knife. Can this knife cut a thousand fruits?" Old Master Mu looked at Mu Qingqing. There was no anger in his eyes.

Mu Qingqing pondered for a moment. Old Master Mu was telling her to place her worth on something even more worthwhile and not to lose out on something small.

"Grandpa, you're wrong." Mu Qingqing raised her eyes to meet Old Master Mu's gaze and stood up straight.

Old Master Mu's eyes darkened. This little girl really had no respect for her elders.1

"Nephew, your words are unrestrained and unrestrained." Mu Antai took the fruit knife away from Old Master Mu with a smile and tried to persuade him.

"The purpose of this knife is to play its greatest role. Whether it is cutting fruits or cutting bones, it is the meaning of its existence. Even if it's missing a cut, it's still a knife. " Mu Qingqing no longer paid attention to Old Master Mu's expression. She turned around and entered the kitchen, continuing to help Aunt Qiong cook.

Old Master Mu's eyes were gloomy. It was obvious that he was truly angry.

"Dad, this child is still too young, don't be angry." Seeing that the old man was really angry, Mu Ankang helped Mu Qingqing smooth things over.

Old Master Mu didn't say a word as he walked towards the door. This meal was over! This granddaughter of hers was truly the reverse of heaven. Mu Anren was the same as Mu Qingqing, both were stubborn bones, and in Mu Family, he would never show any respect to his elders!

"Lordmaster, you're leaving just like that?" Seeing the guests in the living room getting up one after another, Aunt Qiong hurriedly washed her hands and chased after them.

Old Master Mu stopped at the door.

"Lordmaster, this child usually doesn't go out much and doesn't interact much with others. Don't be angry. This meal still has to be eaten. " Aunt Qiong knew Mu Anren was drunk, so she had no choice but to go out and talk to the old man first.

"QiuQiong, my child has troubled you." Old Master Mu was still very grateful towards Aunt Qiong. After all these years, not only did he have a deep friendship with Mu Family, he also had a kind heart towards the descendants of Mu Family.

"Of course, the old man should stay for a meal." Aunt Qiong had not seen the old man for many years and was deeply grateful towards him for his Mu Family. She also knew that even though Mu Anren was a bit stubborn, he was still very filial to the old man.

Old Master Mu turned around and looked at Mu Qingqing, who was standing at the door with a blank expression. He shook his head in disappointment and got in the car without looking back.

Mu Qingqing could clearly see that Old Master Mu was thinking that the stubborn bones of Mu Family were all carved from the same mold.

She didn't know whether to laugh or to be sad.

Old Master Mu, along with the rest of the Mu Family, majestically left Mu Anren's house. There was no one left to eat the vegetables they just bought. Mu Qingqing and Mu Yichen then made a trip for nothing.

Upstairs, Mu Anren had just woken up. His head was still aching. He could not help but get annoyed when he heard the engine buzzing outside the door.

After putting on his jacket, Mu Anren walked downstairs.

What he saw was — the living room was empty, devoid of any liveliness.

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