After touching the old woman's breasts, Lin Xiaoxiao felt dirty.
There were places to wash hands at the Confucius Temple. With the help of a kind person, the three of them washed their hands before strolling around the temple.
After we finished shopping, we went home.
Wen Mo was originally on the itinerary for the trip, but he suddenly received a phone call this morning and went straight to his study.
When Lin Xiaoxiao and the other two returned, it was just in time for lunch, but he came in from outside.
"Amo, you've gone out?" Wen Shiyu noticed that the driver was still following behind him.
Wen Mo nodded, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, then walked to the dining table and sat down. "Yeah, I went out to meet a friend."
"Why don't you invite someone over for a meal?" Wen Shiyu said immediately upon hearing that it was a friend.
Wen Mo smiled and said, "He's in a hurry to go back. We can see him in Beijing later. There's no rush this time."
Uncle went out today too. At the dinner table, he sighed and said, "Time waits for no one. All those good friends I used to interact with often are either dead, sick, or old."
They're heading to Beijing tomorrow, and while they're still feeling alright, Uncle visited all the remaining friends he hadn't yet met.
Those who were once full of vigor are now all old and frail.
Some didn't even survive these past few years; their children and family members severed ties with them, and they eventually died far from home.
Therefore, we should cherish life.
No one can guarantee whether tomorrow or an accident will come first.
Wen Shiyu asked Wen Mo to serve each of the two children a bowl of chicken soup. Uncle needed to eat light food, and he was currently taking medicinal cuisine. Apart from the few dishes in front of him, he could not eat anything else.
Hearing this, she smiled and said, "So don't worry too much, just take good care of yourself."
Lin Xiaoxiao and Luo Qingming nodded in unison, agreeing with Wen Shiyu's words.
Wen Mo poured the chicken soup, stood up and placed it in front of the siblings. After wiping his hands, he said, "Don't worry about being bored in the future. When the baby is born, there will be times when you have to worry and have headaches. At worst, there are plenty of old men in Beijing who will keep you company while playing chess and drinking tea."
The uncle felt very comforted to see the younger generation caring about him.
But he couldn't help but say to Wen Mo, "A little child must be just as well-behaved as Xiao Xiao. Look at what you're saying, people who don't know better would think he's a mischievous monkey, and you're a grandfather."
After saying that, he looked at Lin Xiaoxiao's belly and said as if to comfort the baby in her belly, "Grandpa is teasing you, but Uncle Grandpa loves our good baby."
"Grandpa Uncle has plenty of good things. He'll give them all to our little darling, not to your grandpa."
When did the old man learn to be silly?
Ha ha.
Everyone laughed.
Wen Mo was speechless, his face full of black lines.
But as the saying goes, "dressing up in colorful clothes to amuse one's parents is a good way to entertain them." If he can make the old man laugh, then his act of being a clown is worthwhile.
"The little one is definitely a money-grubber." Lin Xiaoxiao felt the unusually active fetal movements and said helplessly, "As soon as she heard that her great-uncle was going to give her all the good things, she kept moving."
I wonder who he inherited this money-grubbing trait from.
Qin Yushen: "......" What do you think, wife?
The little girl's maternal grandparents and uncles, who were already quite wealthy, also leaned over to speak after hearing Lin Xiaoxiao's words.
"When you are born, your maternal grandfather will make you gold necklaces, ten or eight of them, so you can wear a different one every day."
"Your uncle will give you money, more money than you can spend."
"Grandma will buy you an island, a house..."
Everyone: "......"
Wen Shiyu is truly generous.
Compared to that, Wen Mo's gold necklaces paled in comparison.
Wen Mo: "..."
I knew my son was cunning, but I never expected my wife to be even more so.
"If you're a girl, Grandpa will buy you a castle abroad; if you're a boy, Grandpa will buy you a car." We absolutely cannot lose.
Lin Xiaoxiao blinked, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at Wen Mo expectantly, "Daddy, do I have one?"
Who isn't a baby at first?
With his daughter looking at him like that, Wen Mo waved his hand and said, "Yes."
Luo Qingming raised her eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips, "Dad..."
No need to say more, figure it out yourself.
Wen Mo's expression twisted slightly. How did the nature of his son's words change so drastically? It sounded like he was demanding a debt.
"......have."
Wen Mo said that after one round, his health bar was empty and his wallet was empty.
Lin Xiaoxiao and Luo Qingming were obviously joking. How could they really let Wen Mo buy a castle? Besides, he wouldn't be able to live in it anyway, so it wouldn't be cost-effective. With that money, they would be better off buying more houses in China after the market opens up in the next year or two.
Little did they know that the three uncles took it seriously.
That evening, after returning to his room, the uncle called his bodyguard in and sorted through his belongings, noting that he had a significant amount of assets and businesses overseas.
Wen Shiyu and Wen Mo were discussing how to gradually give all the things they had to the two children.
Lin Xiaoxiao and Luo Qingming were unaware of these things.
The next day was also the day Luo Qingming returned to Hong Kong, and the day Lin Xiaoxiao and the others went to Beijing.
Wen Mo drove three cars back to Nancheng. When Luo Qingming left, Wen Mo gave his driver to him, and he and the driver drove off in one car.
He, Wen Shiyu, and Uncle Lin Xiaoxiao took two other cars back to Beijing.
This is much faster than taking the train.
When it was time to say goodbye, Luo Qingming was a little reluctant and hugged Lin Xiaoxiao and the others one by one.
“Sister, I will definitely come back to see you when my nephew is born,” he said.
"Okay." Lin Xiaoxiao nodded, stood on tiptoe, and Luo Qingming obediently bent down, letting her rub his head.
"I hope you and Huo Jing can come back together next time."
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