Yu Yuehan: "..." Indifferent.
Mo Yongheng: "..." Facial paralysis.
Qi Yan: "..." rolled his eyes.
Others marry their wives and they marry their wives. Why is there such a big difference between people
Is this what they call marrying a daughter-in-law
They are clearly learning from scriptures.
Ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties are waiting ahead!
But it was the old Patriarch Mo who sent someone to tell.
Whether it's Nian Xiaomu, Tan Bengbeng or Zheng Yan, they all have something to do with him.
He is everyone's elder, who dares to say "no"
Following the words of the butler, Mo Chengliang had already pushed the old Patriarch Mo who was sitting in a wheelchair out.
"Hahaha, not bad, not bad, you have performed very well, you are indeed excellent young people, I am very satisfied with you! Don't be nervous, the daughter-in-law has been brought back by you, nothing can go wrong, I just thought of a little game , to help everyone relax, you all are more casual, don't be so tense."
Patriarch Mo's words of comfort were of no use.
The three people in front of them still stood upright.
The posture is standard like a military posture.
Reason told them that the little game that Mo Chengxian wanted was definitely not a good game.
A cooked duck can fly, and a daughter-in-law who has reached her mouth may also be killed.
For the sake of safety, they have now entered the first-level alert state, ready to start the daughter-in-law defense war at any time!
Mo Yongheng spent the longest time with Patriarch Mo, and Yu Yuehan and Qi Yan pushed him out of the queue without hesitation.
Mo Yongheng could only bite the bullet and ask, "What game does the master want us to play?"
"No hurry, butler, bring up all the props!" Mo Chengxian said, and immediately someone stepped forward to take away the three brides.
Yu Yuehan and Qi Yan held their daughter-in-law's hand and refused to let go. Mo Chengxian glanced at him, gritted his teeth and let go.
A small leak will sink a great ship.
They need to be calm.
Fortunately, Nian Xiaomu and the others were not taken anywhere, but stood aside.
The props that Mo Chengxian asked people to carry were nothing but a few chairs and a few small tables for writing.
I can't see at all what I'm going to do.
When the three brides were arranged to sit on the chairs, facing the small table with their backs to them, a bad premonition suddenly rose in their hearts.
In the next second, the butler announced.
"The game is very simple. The head of the family asks a question, and the three couples answer at the same time. If the answer is consistent, one point will be awarded. If the accumulated score is full, the couple's tacit understanding will be passed. You will enter the inner hall and wait for the marriage ceremony!"
After the words fell, the first person who wanted to die was Qi Yan.
tacit agreement
What a joke, let alone a tacit understanding between him and Tan Bengbeng, the three views are almost different.
If it weren't for his deep affection, how could they be where they are today
It's best for old Patriarch Mo not to ask questions about whether he loves her or not. He is afraid that Tan Bengbeng will be the only one among the three brides who says he doesn't love her husband. He can't bear this kind of blow.
Heartache, want to cry.
Mo Yongheng's dark eyes turned slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of worry in his eyes.
Yu Yuehan remained calm.
The game starts soon.
first question.
"Tell the best thing about the groom."
When the problem came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
They thought the old Patriarch Mo too badly, and sure enough, after the old man's serious illness, he became kind and kind.
This kind of question is too simple.
Qi Yan felt that if he was given three pieces of paper, he couldn't finish writing his own good points.
He wrote a little more, and Tan Bengbeng answered any one at random, and they were all the same.