The layout of the room is comfortable and atmospheric, and the pear wood furniture exudes a light fragrance.
Grandma Mu prepared tea and snacks to entertain her grandson. The tea is homemade sour plum tea, which tastes very sweet and sour. The dessert is yam glutinous rice cake, freshly steamed, sprinkled with coconut paste on the surface, and the aroma is tangy.
After retiring, Grandma Mu likes to make these foods at home, but only for her grandchildren and outsiders can’t eat them.
Mu Yixi is as sweet as Mu Yixuan. The desserts made by Mu Yixuan are made of natural materials, sweet but not greasy. He has enjoyed this bite in both lifetimes. He didn’t have many chances to see Grandma Mu. This old lady was protected by Mu Jingwei for her entire life. Although the lady was extremely fanciful and smart and shrewd, she was very simple in nature and treated her children and grandchildren very kindly. Grandma Mu’s favorite grandson is Mu Yiqi. Because Mu Yixi looks like Mu Yiqi, Grandma Mu loves the house and Wu, and she has always been regarded as amiable to him. Therefore, Mu Yixi did not mind the temptation just now. He knew that Mu Jingwei and Grandma Mu were looking at Mrs. Mu’s reaction. He is not a little bit, they still don’t take it seriously.
Mu Yixi was at ease eating snacks with Mu Yiqi and Mu Yixuan. Mu Yiqi and Mu Yixuan also liked Grandma Mu’s snacks. The three little ones were happy and contented.
“Slow down, don’t choke.” Grandma Mu smiled when she saw the children eating happily. She patted her back one by one, and naturally patted it when it was Mu Yixi’s turn. Mu Yixi ate with bulging cheeks, with coconut paste on his lips, and smiled shyly at her, quite affectionate. Grandma Mu couldn’t help touching his head.
Glutinous rice tends to accumulate food, so Grandma Mu forbids them to eat more. Everyone ate two yuan and asked the servant to take away the plate and let them drink tea and digest.
Mu Jingwei waited for them to finish eating, and called them one by one to ask questions. The content was probably asking them what they learned, what friends they had made, and what interesting things had happened recently. Mu Yiqi and Mu Yixuan answered one by one, relaxed, lively and close. Obviously they had always answered and asked questions like this in the past. Mu Jingwei said that the temperature is mild, and neither do they pretend to be instigated nor do they need to sit tightly, and get along with them like ordinary grandparents who are close to each other. He was erudite and talented, open-minded and wise, he flicked Mu Yiqi and Mu Yixuan so that he couldn’t find Bei in a few simple sentences, and Rumu looked at him admiringly. No wonder Mu Yiqi and Mu Yixuan never rejected coming to the old house to meet their grandparents and regarded Mu Jingwei as idols since childhood.
Mu Yixi’s face was tight, and he kept spitting out in order to divert inner anxiety. He was a little afraid to face Mu Jingwei.
But after Mu Jingwei asked Mu Yiqi and Mu Yixuan, he smiled and waved to call Mu Yixi to the front. Mu Yixi’s heart chuckles, and subconsciously turns to find Mrs. Mu. Mrs. Mu sat next to Grandma Mu and nodded encouragingly, but the others obviously couldn’t help. After all, Mu Jingwei is Mrs. Mu’s father-in-law, and what he wants to do is not to be a daughter-in-law.
At this time, Mu Jingwei took off his reading glasses and looked at him carefully, his expression was gentle and smiling, as if the indifferent scrutiny during the meeting was an illusion of Mu Yixi. If Mu Yixi is really a six-year-old boy, he must have been fooled. But Mu Yixi was not. At this moment, he clearly realized that no matter how old he pretended to be six years old, he was not really only six years old.
“Don’t be nervous, I don’t know how to eat people.” Mu Jingwei blinked humorously: “It’s Yixi, isn’t it?” Mu Jingwei faced Mu Yixi, without asking him questions about Mu Yiqi and Mu Yixuan.
“Yes, grandpa.” Mu Yixi suddenly calmed down.
Mu Jingwei: “Do you like Xiaoqi’s home?”
Xiaoqi’s home…
Mu Yixi sighed and looked at him calmly: “I like it.”
Mu Jingwei’s gray eyebrows moved slightly: “Do you like Xiaoqi and Xiaoxuan?”
Mu Yixi nodded: “I like it.”
“Do you like Dad?”
“…I like it.”
A few sentences of dialogue sound simple and seemed to have a little indescribable meaning.
Mu Jingwei smiled like a kind grandfather. He meditated for a moment and said slowly, “If you like it, stay at home. You are your brother. Take good care of your younger brother and sister!”
“Well.” Mu Yixi responded.
“It’s a good boy.” Mu Jingwei patted him on the shoulder and asked Mrs. Mu, “Where is he going to school now?”
Mrs. Mu said, “He has been injured before and has been raising it. I hired a tutor to tutor him. When the school starts, I went to Ya’an to do a test and passed the interruption of Xiaoqi’s class.
Mu Jingwei said, “You support him and you are the master. Teach them well and don’t go wrong. If you have any difficulties, just ask Jiurong to help you.
“Okay, thank you, Dad.” Mrs. Mu said. She knew that this meant to recognize Mu Yixi. Compared with Mu Jiurong’s youthful arity, her parents-in-law do things without water. No matter what they think about Mu Yixi, Mu Yixi has become the responsibility of Mrs. Mu. Of course, there is a reason why Mrs. Mu took the initiative to adopt Mu Yixi and lost the position of “the bitter owner”. After all, Mu Jiurong has been cold and made it clear that she did not recognize it. It was that she could not pass the barrier in her heart and brought people into the house. And Mu Jingwei and Grandma Mu made a good gesture and put her and her pair of children first. It was difficult to recognize this grandson. Mrs. Mu adopted her husband’s illegitimate son and had to thank her husband’s family. It’s too late to be bored, and they also said they would not shirk their responsibilities. If she can’t control it, she has her own Mu Jiurong’s pocket, which is simply slippery , never carry the name of making a loss.
However, after marrying Mu’s family for several years, Mrs. Mu also knows the strength of the family. She never expected to get the comfort of Mu’s family by adopting Mu Yixi. Mu Yixi passed the eyes of the two elders of the Mu family, and the idle people could not question his identity. This is the most important thing. As for whether Mu Yixi can really get their recognition in the future, he still needs his own efforts.
Mu Jingwei said, “Bring Xiaoxi here more. I think he may have some spirituality in calligraphy.”
Mrs. Mu can’t laugh or cry. Mu Jingwei likes calligraphy and practices good handwriting himself. When raising a son, I’m busy with my work. It has always been his regret that he is incompetous and has no time for his sons to learn with him. In his later years, Mu Jingwei retired and loved to catch Sun Yigen to teach him a lot of time. From the eldest Mu Yiqi to the youngest son Mu Jiu’an’s youngest daughter Mu Yiyun, none of them escaped. Mu Jingwei always begins with “I think he may have some spirituality in calligraphy”.
Mu Yiqi immediately became happy: “I want to come with Xiaoxi!” Finally, he was not the only one who suffered!
Mu Yiqi was lively and active, and it was a nightmare to force him to write big characters with a soft brush. But this is Grandpa’s homework, and neither he nor his cousin can escape. Since you can’t escape, multiple companions are also excellent.
“I will.” Mrs. Mu smiled when she saw that he was happy. A trace of unhappiness just rose because of the means of the two old men dissipated.
Mu Jingwei patted his thigh: “It’s better to hit the day than to choose a day. Let’s practice the pen first.” Smiling, he motioned Mu Yixi and Mu Yiqi to go to the study with him.
Mu Yiqi warmly pulled Mu Yixi, who seemed to be confused, and said with unprecedented enthusiasm: “Come to Luolailuo!”
Mu Yi, the follower, immediately said, “I’m going, too!” She will resolutely follow everything her brother wants to do!
Mu Jingwei’s two little granddaughters were too young to hold the pen, so he didn’t count them before. It is rare for one of the little granddaughters to fall into the net. Mu Jingwei nodded happily: “Okay, let’s go together. I can’t take the pen for the time being. It’s okay to watch and learn…”
So a spiritual old man followed a string of short-legged radish heads and marched in the direction of the study.
Halfway through a wing, the wooden door carved with green pine patterns opened, and the people inside came out and saw that the battle was obviously paused.
It was an extremely delicate boy, about four or five years old, with soft chestnut hair, picturesque eyebrows, white skin, like a perfect enamel doll, and looked so cold as a real person.
Seeing him, the whole party was stunned.
Especially Mu Yixi, I didn’t expect this person to appear here.
Shouldn’t he be in France?
Fortunately, everyone was surprised. They focused on the sudden boy. No one noticed Mu Yixi’s unusualness. After all, Mu Yixi should not know each other and should not show such an unexpected expression.
“Wei Ming, are you awake?” Mu Jingwei recovered as soon as possible and asked. His tone is soft and concerned, and there is a slight difference between his treatment of Mu Yiqi.
Feng Weiming, the adopted son of Mu Jiuqing, the third young master of the Mu family, is five years old this year. The biological father and mother are unknown. When they were three years old, they experienced an accident and were rescued by Mu Jiuqing. They forgot all the past, and their feelings were closed down and became silent. Their personality also showed far indifference and almost autistic than that of their peers. He lived in France with Mu Jiuqing. This time, Mu Jiurong and Mrs. Mu decided to take the children to France, one of the purposes of which was to visit Mu Jiuqing and Feng Weiming. Unexpectedly, one of the people they were visiting returned home first.
“Grandpa.” Feng Weiming said with no expression, “A Qi, A Qi.” I don’t look at Mu Yiqi.
“Ming Ming, are you back?”
“Brother Mingming.”
Mu Yiqi and Mu Yiqi said at the same time.” Mingming is the name invented by Mu Yiqi, because it is called “Xiao Ming”, and Feng Weiming is not right. Called “Mingming”, Feng Weiming reluctantly admitted it under the guidance of his adoptive father. Mu Yiqi did not like Feng Weiming’s character of refusing people thousands of miles away, but he was asked by his third uncle Mu Jiuqing to take care of Feng Weiming. Mu Yiqi had to bravely approach him. Over time, he was immune to Feng Weiming’s coldness. At this moment, he was completely unaffected by the air conditioner of Feng Weiming and patted him on the shoulder. Feng Weiming subconsciously avoided him sideways. He had a serious cleanliness fetish and did not like others to touch him. Mu Yiqi’s hand was empty, and then continued to shoot unaffected. Finally, he stopped shooting when he reached the other party. Feng Weiming became stiff, and his face was colder, as if he was silently sulking.
Mu Yixi was funny. When he grew up, Feng Weiming was also paralyzed and indifferent, always with a sense of inherent pride. Only Mu Yiqi’s “closeness” could be done, and only Mu Yiqi could make him more popular. As for the others, it seems that he has never been taken seriously.
So later he fell in his hand and his expression was so ugly. Feng Weiming thought that he could save Mu Yiqi, but he severely disrupted his plan and made the proud and cold nobleman extremely embarrassed.
Seeing his defeated generals again, Mu Yixi was in a very good mood. Even if he was ignored, he was not angry. He wanted to bully people very much.
Unfortunately, he is now on the shy route.
Mu Yixi poked Mu Yiqi shyly and asked in a low voice: “Xiaoqi, who is he?”
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