C7 (1/2)

Little Nine's black eyes rolled when she heard the voice. Looking at the old man, the old man was overjoyed and said proudly to his wife, ”Did you see that? See? ”My granddaughter is related to me, she looks at me the moment I call her!”

The old mistress said snappily, ”Little Nine can't see anything right now. How can she recognize you?” Even though she said so, the madame still smiled and shouted at Little Nine, ”Little Nine, Little Nine, I am your grandmother. Look at me!”

Mo Taiwen couldn't help but want to ask Little Nine to look at him, but just as he opened his mouth, he heard hurried footsteps coming from outside. Soon after, Mo Pingting, together with Mo Pingchu and his brothers, ran in.

Last night, the moment Xu Jingniang made her move, they were all sent back to their respective residences. This morning, when they found out that their younger sister was born, they couldn't help but run over impatiently.

The few kids did not dare to push away the old man and the madame, but they also wanted to look at their sister. They secretly gave each other a look and desperately squeezed past Mo Taiwen and Yu Shuzhen, rushing to the front of Little Nine's bed.

Mo Taiwen was speechless as he watched Little Nine's bed being quickly surrounded. A few kids rushed up and shouted at her nonstop. He could only stand to the side with no gap for him to fit in. He couldn't help but feel depressed.

That's obviously my daughter, what's the matter with you kids?

Mo Taiwen sincerely realized that giving birth to a son was really bad. When he was young, he tried to steal his wife and daughter, but his daughter was still the best. When she grew up, she would definitely be related to her father.

Mo Taiwen tilted his head and imagined Little Nine sticking to him as she grew up. His mood improved a lot.

(But that, are you sure Little Nine will stick to you in the future and not those older brothers who are younger than you?)

Mo Taiwu came back early and saw a scene like this. He couldn't help but sigh. People coming to court couldn't be hurt, so they came too late!

Mo Taiwu didn't give up and stood behind the old man, but unfortunately, his head was stuck up too tightly. He weighed his feet and could only see a corner of the blanket on the bed, Mo Taiwu looked at the old man and said in a low voice: ”Dad, let me take a look too.”

The old man said without turning his head, ”What are you looking at? ”Go away. Do you know what it means to respect the elderly and cherish the young? What does it mean to be first come first served?”

With one sentence, Mo Taiwu rolled his eyes. Suddenly, he glanced at his youngest son, Mo Pingting, who was shouting excitedly. He couldn't help but pull the kid out and squeeze himself in.

Mo Pingting looked at his uncle Mo Taiwen who was standing off to the side. He then looked at his father Mo Taiwu, who pulled him out, and went to complain to Yu Shuzhen with a sad face, ”Mother, I must not be my father's son, right?”

Yu Shuzhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she looked at her silly son. Her sister was already born, so it didn't matter if she looked one less time.

However, in the eyes of the Mo Family men, there was a deep relationship. It was said, cough cough, it was said, that the children who were just born would look more like one another.

Thus, everyone wanted to put Little Nine on their own face, so that she would look at me to look at me.

Towards this, Mo Pingchu expressed his disdain. It's fine for him to have good looks. Grandfather, uncle, and dad are all young, but no matter how old Little Nine is, she won't grow up to be like them.

It was a pity that Mo Pingchu didn't dare to say anything due to his elders' dignity. He could only move closer to Little Nine. Little Nine Little Nine must be as good-looking as his brother in the future!