Chapter 729 (2/2)

”Come back to Mohist school with me in the evening. There are people in my family.” When Mo Jingshen put the last ribs into his mouth in jinuan, he suddenly said.

Ji Nuan coughs suddenly, almost spits out the ribs without gnawing them clean. She looks at him in surprise: isn't grandpa Mo coming? Who else? ”

”Grandpa hasn't come back to the United States in the past 20 years. It's a rare time. When his friends and friends heard the news, they would come to see him.” He put a cup of hot milk in front of her, and scolded her with his eyes.

”But when their old friends get together, we need to go too?” Season warm side said while carefully will be filled with warm milk glass to push aside some, want to take advantage of his attention to push further.

She had just eaten so much that there was no room in her stomach for milk.

”Who said that we should have two bowls of rice, two bowls of vegetables and two cups of milk for each meal? You can't eat half of your goal? ” He found her little action: ”is not still disrelish their thin?”

“……”

Jinuan looks at the milk pushed further by himself.

She ate a bowl and a half of rice and a whole plate of sweet and sour spareribs this evening. She didn't eat the ink depth of field, which made her eat alone. How could she have such a big stomach?

However, the milk is also friendly and friendly. Ji Nuan has to bring it back, pretending not to pay attention to the trace of satisfaction and laughter on the corner of his mouth, and drinks most of the milk....

The so-called reunion of Mr. Mo's old friends is really different from what Ji Nuan thought.

She thought it would be like what she saw on TV. A group of old people who are over seventy or eighty years old stand together and feel the rush of life, or they cry because they don't know if they can see each other again after this meeting.

But it is

A group of old men sat together drinking tea and chatting, each with a smile on their faces, and they felt like spring breeze when they saw the warm season.

But she has no interest in the mahjong tables of the old men.

It can even be said that some of them are not able to understand the brain circuits of these old men.

They have only seen each other for nearly 20 years. The entertainment after dinner is not to sit together and cry and sing about the past, but to play mahjong.

And there are two tables for mahjong.

It seems that at the other table, Mr. Mo takes his daughter-in-law, Ms. Wan Zhu, to play mahjong with the other two Mr. Mo, while at this table, Mr. Mo Shao and Mr. Mo Jingshen accompany him.

Ji Nuan looks at Mo Jingshen and takes off his coat. He is wearing the fine imitation fine wool white sweater. The gray shirt collar is exposed in the V-shaped collar. He loosens the collar. His eyes move from mahjong to Ji Nuan, who is eager to find something to do. He signals her to sit beside him with his eyes.

So many people, how could she sit so close to him? Just now, these old men didn't make much fun of their young people.

To the depth of Mo field, facing these friends who had a good relationship with Grandpa Mo, he had a very indifferent and elegant smile in the whole process, calmly and completely without any feeling of being teased, on the contrary, he had not seen the big scene of Ji Nuan who could not help but live beside him and blushed again and again.