Chapter 501 (1/2)

There were a lot of people here, and there were many Mohist servants around. It was inconvenient to ask Ji Nuan, so he took back his eyes and pushed the old man to sit down at the dining table.

”Grandpa, don't be angry in your daily life. Don't always be angry with our young people, or pay attention to your body.” After Ji Nuan helped the old man to the table, he signaled that the servant could serve.

Dinner had just been prepared in the kitchen, waiting for the old man all the time.

Ji Nuan thought that muppelin's mother and daughter would come to dinner together. As a result, the servant went to call someone and came back alone, saying, ”they said that they had eaten something in the afternoon, but they were not hungry, so they won't come to dinner tonight.”

Mr. Mo didn't say much. He just smiled and asked jinuan to sit beside him.

Because the old man always likes to drink a few sips of wine when eating. He can't drink it because he's not recovered yet. But he really wants to drink it. Ober is going to bring a bottle of medicine wine aged in Mohist family to the old man to drink. It's OK to drink less.

Jinuan didn't rush to sit down. He avoided the ink like vision of the depth of field. When he saw Ober going out, he quickly went out to help him.

Seeing Ji Nuan coming out, Ober picked up a jar of medicinal wine with a smile and said, ”how much is such a small jar of wine? I can take it myself, and then I'll follow you. What do you want to ask me? ”

Ji Nuan smiled: ”Ober, I really came to help.”

Ober smiled and didn't say any more. He walked back with her and said, ”I know what you want to ask. Three years ago, the old man couldn't wait for you to see him. After you flew to London, Mr. Mo didn't explain what kind of conflict happened between you. He only said that the divorce was his decision. You were forced away by him. All the responsibilities are not there You are not your fault even if you are absolutely merciless to Mohist School in the end. In a fit of anger, the old man directly raised his crutch and hit Mr. mo. those ten crutches were all tied firmly on his back. The kind of mahogany crutch was hard and strong, and it broke at the end. How hard did you say he had to fight... ”

The warm steps of the season suddenly stop.

”At that time, I was watching. I couldn't stop if I wanted to. The old man was angry. Mr. Mo took everything to himself. He stood there and said nothing. He didn't dodge. The old man swung his crutch once and then hit his back. He didn't even frown until the crutch broke. The old man sat down angrily When Mr. Mo left, I saw that the back of his shirt was soaked. I don't think it would be better if it didn't reach the level of skin and flesh... ”

Season warm droops down the eyes, the heart is like to be stung for a moment.

Mo's back is full of old wounds in Cambodia and Los Angeles. Even though the wounds have healed, they can't stand the devastation. Three years ago, it was only a few months before the wounds healed. The old man hit him on the back with a crutch. It's estimated that some of the particularly serious old wounds would burst, and his shirt would be wet. That means it's true It's the wound that's literally broken open.

That kind of pain with bone and meat, only by imagination can know how much pain.

Ober sighed again: ”from small to big, the old man never hit him, but for you, he directly interrupted the crutches Ah...... ”

Ji Nuan stops at the front door of the hall. What Ober should have said is so much. When he thinks about it, he doesn't talk anymore. He doesn't urge her to go in. He walks into the hall with a jar of wine.