Otherwise, Xia Qingkong would definitely not go back to the Mu family's old house for dinner.
Anyway, Xia Qingkong didn't want to come this time. It was to give Mu Chenhao, Xing Wenjun and Mu Ziming some face.
Song Huihui locked himself in the room, and all the servants who went to bring him food early in the morning were kicked out.
In this regard, Xing Wenjun was also quite helpless, but there was nothing he could do about it. The children had to figure it out by themselves. No matter how much they said, it was useless. After all, it was not as simple as a day or two to recall that the children liked Mu Chenhao. .
However, I didn't expect that he would be so stubborn. Three years later, Mu Chenhao was still buried deep in his heart.
When Xia Qingkong returned home, Mu Chengwei's brother had already taken the old man home. At the moment, the old man was playing with flowers and plants at home. When he saw Xia Qingkong coming back, he smiled and said to Xia Qingkong, "Qingkong Ah, you're back."
Xia Qingkong walked over with Little Tomato in her arms, "Yes, is grandpa feeling better?"
"I'm fine. Qingkong's body is very strong." Nalan Rongde seemed to be afraid that Xia Qingkong wouldn't believe it, so he hit his chest with his hand, which made Xia Qingkong laugh.
"Okay, grandpa, you just woke up, don't do this to yourself." Xia Qingkong and He were very afraid that something would happen to Nalan Rongde again.
"Grandpa, do you still remember everything about the Nalan family?" Xia Qingkong asked.
A trace of confusion flashed in the old man's eyes.
"What Nalan family?"
Xia Qingkong sighed. The old man had really forgotten. Perhaps his granddaughter's betrayal was a very painful thing for the old man, so he subconsciously chose to forget.
Xia Qingkong thought this was a good idea, because if the old man knew that it was his precious granddaughter who sent someone to push him into the pond, he would definitely not be able to accept it.
"It's nothing, I'm just asking casually. Are you still used to grandpa living here?" Xia Qingkong asked again.
Nalan Rongde continued to play with the flowers and plants and said to Xia Qingkong, "I'm used to it."
"Okay, then let's continue living here."
Nalan Rongruo nodded and took Little Tomato from Xia Qingkong's hand. Little Tomato seemed to know his grandfather, holding Nalan Rongruo's neck and leaning against his chest, very well-behaved.
The old man was so happy that his eyes were wide with smiles.
"Little guy, you have to grow up quickly. Grandpa is waiting to see you get married." The old man said to Little Tomato, but unfortunately Little Tomato couldn't understand what he was talking about.
But Xia Qingkong found it a bit funny. The little tomato was only a few months old, and the old man was already looking forward to the little tomato getting married. How far away that was.
However, Xia Qingkong also wanted the old man to see Little Tomato getting married one day. How happy this was.
In the future, his little tomato will definitely marry the best of them all, a peerless hero.
Xia Qingkong was enjoying herself, but it was different in the Mu family's old house.
Because Song Hui returned, the atmosphere in the entire Mu family's old house became a little weird.
After all, Song Huihui has been away for three years. Only some old servants of the Mu family will remember Song Huihui, and many newcomers have no way of knowing about him.
But this time Song Huihui came back and caused a farce about the young mistress cheating, which also made the entire Mu family's servants whisper.
Song Huihui had been hiding in the house, and finally couldn't stay any longer. His stomach was growling, but it was already past the evening time, so there was nothing to eat on the table, so Song Huihui planned to go to the kitchen. have a look.
She still vaguely remembered the path to the kitchen, but when Song recalled that she had just arrived at the kitchen, she heard two maids whispering.
"Hey, do you know? I heard from the old people at home that this newly returned Song Huihui likes our young master very much."
Another maid snorted, "So what? Can she snatch the young master from our young mistress? The young master is already married, okay?"
"So what? If a woman wants to rob a man, she will use different methods, all kinds of methods. I heard from the old man that the newly returned Song Huihui used to live with the young master, and he is regarded as the young master's. Sister."
"I lived with the young master before. The young master didn't even fall in love with him. How could he fall in love with him now? Besides, I think that Song Huimian is far worse than our young mistress."
One day, the maids were discussing that Song Huihui was far worse than the young lady. Song Huihui suddenly got angry and rushed out shouting.
"What are you talking about? What does it mean to be far worse than me? How can I be worse than that woman?"
The two maids were startled. They didn't expect that there would be a master coming to the kitchen so late.
"No, no, we are talking nonsense, Miss Song, please don't mind." One of the maids was already trembling with fear. After all, they were discussing the master's gossip, and the master heard it, so it was true. Too stupid.
"Speak clearly, I'll make it clear." Song Yiyi was furious.
"No, no, we are talking nonsense." The two looked at each other and then lowered their heads and said together.
Song Huihui walked up to them in disbelief and slapped each of them in the face. These two slaps were also very hard, and the faces of the two maids were swollen.
"Miss Memories, why do you hit someone?"
One of the maids asked, covering her face.
Now it is no longer a feudal society. The maids only signed labor contracts with the Mu family. It is not like before. They sold their bodies and were just laborers. They just helped the Mu family. This was recalled by Song I was slapped, and I felt really unconvinced.
Although Song Huihui is the master, he can't bully others like this.
The other servant also covered his face.
"What's wrong? You're chewing the back of my tongue and you're not allowed to hit you?"
Song Huihui raised his hand and wanted to hit someone, so the two servants immediately ran away crying.
She felt that she was inexplicably angry.
So I had no place to vent, so I ran to the kitchen, so I brought some food back, ate it and went to bed.
The next day, when Song Huihui went to the living room, he saw Xing Wenjun and Mu Ziming sitting seriously in the living room, and two servants were crying with their heads down.
"Master and Madam, although we are servants, we can't hit people no matter what. We didn't say anything..."
"Don't worry." As soon as Xing Wenjing finished speaking, Song Huihui rushed out.
"What do you mean you didn't say anything? Do you dare to repeat what you said yesterday?"