Song Ziyi glanced around the group of people at the door. There were six adults in their thirties and forties, four young people in their early teens, and three people in their eighteen or nineteen years old. Wow, what a prosperous family.
Song Ziyi blinked his innocent eyes and asked doubtfully, "Grandpa Mo has a son? I haven't heard Grandpa Mo mention that. Are you guys liars?"
Mo Hongjun was anxious. "We are not liars. I am Mo Hongjun, the eldest in the family. How could I possibly lie about something like this?"
Song Ziyi looked puzzled. "But when Grandpa Mo went to Heilongjiang Province in the past few years, I never saw him receive a letter or anything from home. No one went to Heilongjiang Province to see him. We all thought he had no children."
These words made everyone's cheeks turn red.
No one was stupid, they all heard that the guy guarding the door was doing it on purpose, saying such harsh words to embarrass them.
Mo Hongjun was a little annoyed, "Xiao Zhizhi, is my dad dead or not?"
Song Ziyi said simply, "No."
"Xiao Zhizhi, you don't want me to meet my dad? Why? What are you planning?"
If other children were questioned like this by adults, they would probably be scared.
But Ziyi had seen the world, so how could he be intimidated by Mo Hongjun's few words? His smile remained innocent, his eyes still clear. "You mean, you haven't been in touch with Grandpa Mo in the past few years? Is it me who's been interfering? Did I use a trick to prevent you from seeing Grandpa Mo? You can't even write a letter? Wow, I didn't know I was so capable."
Mo Hongjun was obviously angry. He had never seen such a sharp-tongued and hurtful child.
The middle-aged woman standing behind Mo Hongjun stepped forward, frowning at the young man at the door, dissatisfied: "Don't you have any adults in your family? Let a child block the door and prevent guests from entering. Is this the upbringing in your family?"
Song Yun was just about to come over to hear this. She opened the door a little and walked out.
"Our family's rules and upbringing are like those of well-mannered and well-educated people. You—" She pointed at the people in front of her with a slender finger, "are you worthy?"
He Lanxiang was furious. "This is outrageous! We came here to pick up our elders, but we were stopped by two people who don't know what they are talking about. What on earth do you want to do? What shameful plan do you have?"
They have all found out clearly that there is a high possibility that the old man will be reinstated when he returns to the city this time.
In other words, the old man can still move back into the small Western-style house in the compound and continue to receive a high salary of several thousand yuan a month. Even the salary he has not received in the past few years will be paid in arrears. This is not a small amount of money.
The old man is now the God of Wealth. If he is caught by someone else, won’t all the money flow into their hands?
So they have to pick up the old man today.
"Who on earth is behind this?" Song Yun sneered, "Look at the faces of you all, it's really disgusting."
"Mr. Li, please be careful with your words." Mo Hongqi stood up. He was the elder of the Mo family.
"Who are you telling to be more careful with their words?" Mr. Mo's voice suddenly came. He and Mr. Qi were standing behind this group of people. They didn't know how long they had been watching, their faces very gloomy.
Everyone looked up and saw Mr. Mo standing on the side of the road.
"dad!"
"dad!"
"grandfather!"
"Outlander!"
Everyone was shouting with excitement and emotion.
Mr. Mo was unmoved. He just glanced at everyone indifferently, then ignored everyone and walked with Mr. Qi to stand beside Song Yun.
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