891: Mo Er's Marriage?

Mo Er's Marriage?

Exactly as the saying goes, concern leads to chaos.1

"Alright, alright, let's not dwell on this. It's not important at all. Let's go out first. If you're not hungry, I'm hungry!"

Looking at the time, it was almost noon.

Taking the elevator from the basement up, Jiang Tingxu went back to the master bedroom while he went to the bedroom beside to take a shower.

Ten minutes later, the couple went downstairs.

Uncle Jin was at the door of the kitchen. With sharp eyes, he saw the both of them coming down:

"Young Master, Young Madam, you can eat soon."

Jiang Tingxu glanced downstairs:

"Uncle Jin, where's Grandpa? Is he still fishing?" Jiang Tingxu asked.

"No, no. He was fishing before, but then he went out to play chess with Old Master Cao living next door."

Two chess baskets. It seemed that they really played chess every day.

The corner of Mo Boyuan's mouth twitched:

"I'll go find Grandpa and come back."

This was a familiar feeling.

It was just like when Grandpa went out to find his own devilish child to go home for dinner when they were young.

Now, the characters were reversed.

"Then I'll go to the kitchen to take a look."

He did not have any objections to this. He nodded and left the old mansion.

As for Jiang Tingxu, she really went into the kitchen.

In fact, there were only a few servants in the old mansion. Most of them had watched the younger generation of the family grow up, so they were very familiar with each other.

After Jiang Tingxu entered, an auntie stopped her:

"Young Madam, why did you come in? It's very hot in here. Young madam, don't come in."

"It's fine. I'll carry it."

No matter how hot she was, she would not be as hot as those who had been in the kitchen the whole morning.

Seeing that they could not stop her, the Auntie did not say anything to stop her.

"I thought that Little Master would be having dinner at home today, and I even made his favorite sweet and sour pork ribs."

Pfft!

Hearing the Auntie's recitation, Jiang Tingxu could not help but laugh:

"Not only Ningning likes sweet and sour pork ribs, we also like to eat them!"

Look at this, over at the old mansion, from the old master to the servants, they were all subdued by that little boy.

Fortunately, Jiang Tingxu did not intend to be jealous of her son, so she carried the dishes out.

Not long after, Mo Boyuan came back with the old master. Perhaps he had just won Old Master Cao in chess, so the old master could not help but smile. When he came in, an Auntie happened to come out with a plate of steamed fish.

"Old Jin, this is the fish that was caught by me this morning, right?" He asked.

Uncle Jin nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, it's the one that you caught, old master!"

The old master was overjoyed:

"That's right. If the fishing rod hadn't suddenly broken, I would definitely have caught more than one fish today!"

The grandfather and grandson went to wash their hands before sitting down at the dining table. Jiang Tingxu also helped to bring out all the dishes.

There were a lot of dishes. They should have prepared the food for Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo in advance. However, the old couple suddenly went out and took the little boy out.

Only the three of them were left to eat but the atmosphere was very good.

"Tingxu, hurry up and eat. The fish is very fresh and tender!" The old master urged his granddaughter-in-law. As for his own grandson, he could not care less.

If he did not want to eat, he did not have to eat.

"Yes, yes. Thank you, Grandpa. Grandpa, eat too."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Just as mentioned before, the status of women in the Mo family was higher than that of men!

Mo Boyuan was probably used to it. His expression did not change at all as he ate silently.

When he was almost done eating, the old master was the first to stop:

"Boyuan, give Mo Xu that kid a call later and ask him to come back! This time, we can't let him patronize us again!"

Eh?

So, were they going to discuss Mo Er's marriage?

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