Mr. Mo realized that if he, the head of the family, didn't care about it, or said he didn't express his opinion, maybe outsiders would be misled by Jiang Hongying's natural attitude.
Old Man Mo said coldly: "Who gave you the right to say that he is the heir of the Mo family? I am not dead yet! This family is not up to you, Jiang Hongying, to decide the successor of the Mo family. Let me hear from you later." With these words, don¡¯t blame me for being rude to you!¡±
Jiang Hongying's complexion changed drastically, "ThisDad, Haohao is not the heir, so who is the heir? Who do you want to be the heir?"
Mr. Mo squinted his eyes, with obvious anger on his face, "It's not your turn to intervene, you have no right to question, Jiang Hongying, have you become more and more unruly without interfering with you these few years? Dare to interrogate me?"
Seeing Mr. Mo's cold face, Mo Huai next to him was a little scared, so he quickly pulled Jiang Hongying to calm down.
Really, I really thought Dad was like me, you can do whatever you want?
Grandma Mo looked at the chicken soup on the ground, feeling very distressed, "My chicken soup!"
Old Man Mo was taken aback, and looked at her.
Grandma Mo looked distressed, and at the same time her teeth were itchy with anger, "You guessed right, this is the chicken soup I brought back for you to eat, boiled with a lot of herbs, specially for the two of us to nourish our bodies, and the medicinal food!"
Depend on!
Old Man Mo was furious. His wife had worked so hard to bring chicken soup back from outside, and his granddaughter-in-law had worked so hard to cook it well to honor him. He ran downstairs excitedly to try his granddaughter-in-law's cooking skills, but in the end, he was caught by this Spilled something useless?
Mr. Mo's face immediately became even uglier. Mo Yunhao was not pleasing to the eye. His son from the Mo family looked like a little boy, and he felt ashamed to say it. This bastard
"You are such a big man, can you still use it? You can't serve a bowl of chicken soup, and you still want to be the heir of the Mohist family with this virtue? Jiang Hongying, is this how you taught your son? Hold out your hand to me, Father, I will teach you a lesson today!"
The last sentence was to Mo Yunhao.
This is the grandson of his Mo family!
If he develops this virtue, it will be an eyesore for him.
Old Man Mo was so angry that he immediately went to get a feather duster.
The grandson's wife's chicken soup!
The old lady brought it back for him herself!
When Jiang Hongying heard that the old man was going to beat her son, she was stunned for a moment, her face full of disbelief, "Dad, Haohao is so hurt that you still want to beat him? This chicken soup is so hot, it will be spilled if it is spilled, let Zhang Can't sister-in-law make a new copy?"
"It's Mrs. Zhang's fault, why did the hot chicken soup go into the bowl"
"shut up!"
Old Man Mo roared.
"My son is a waste who can't even serve a bowl of chicken soup. He still has the face to blame others? Look at his virtue. He looks like a little boy. Which of the descendants of my Mo family is like him?"
Trash!
These two words have completely stimulated Jiang Hongying. Mo Yunhao is her only son, all her hopes, and the grandson of the Mo family. She has always hoped that her son can inherit the Mo family and be the head of the Mo family!
Now being scolded by the old man as a waste, how can she bear it?
"Dad, what are you talking about? Our Haohao is obviously a good boy, why is he a waste? He is young and ignorant now, and he will be fine when he grows up. He doesn't need to do these small things."
"Besides, he is a child of our Mo family, even if you are dissatisfied with him, you can't belittle him like this." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com