451 The Weakness of Two Pillows (3/4)

Chapter 451 The flaw of two pillows (34)

Have a secret? Does this little guy have a little secret?

Yang Yi suddenly became curious, and he asked, "Okay, tell Dad, what's the secret?"

"Mama cried just now!" Xixi also asked her father to turn her head, she leaned close to her father's ear, covered her mouth with her small hand, and whispered.

"Mom is crying!" Yang Yi understood, Xixi was talking about what happened just now.

"Yeah, but Mama said she didn't cry, but just got sand in her eyes." Xixi leaned over again and whispered, "Mama didn't tell the truth, I know."

"You know all this?" Yang Yi asked in surprise.

The little girl nodded earnestly and said, "Mama, she didn't get into the sand, I blew her eyes, but I didn't see any sand."

Yang Yi said with a smile: "That may be because you overlooked it. The sand may be very small."

Xixi was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it for a while, she shook her head again, and said, "That's not it! Xixi's eyes get into the sand, it will be very painful, and she can't open her eyes, but Mama doesn't!"

She had the experience of getting her eyes into the sand, but what Yang Yi didn't expect was that the little girl was only four and a half years old, and she could be so observant that the two things could be connected.

Of course, Yang Yi was still very proud. He smiled and rubbed the little girl's head and said, "We Xixi are so smart! We are even more powerful than Dad."

But Xixi took her father's hand worriedly and said, "Baba, is grandpa fierce and mama? Did Mama cry? Grandpa is not good, grandpa, grandpa, I don't like grandpa anymore!"

Yang Yi was silent for a while, and he said in Xixi's ear: "You can't say that to grandpa. Although grandpa has a bad temper sometimes, he has a good starting point! Think about it, Dad is also angry sometimes. But that's for your own good, because Dad loves you and wants you to be obedient and not naughty, right?"

Xixi nodded reluctantly, and then said, "But, but I don't like Baba being angry."

"Well, Dad won't be angry casually, but Dad wants you to understand Xixi. Although Grandpa hurts Mom, he also loves Mom and wants to be good for her. Because Mom is to Grandpa what Xixi is to Dad. It's the same, they are all precious! However, the way of public use may not be appropriate, as juniors, we must learn to understand and be tolerant, right?" Yang Yi said.

Xixi nodded as if she understood.

...

After comforting Xixi, Yang Yi took the boiled water to the study, where there was a set of tea sets.

Murphy is right, Mo Henian is a person who likes to drink tea, and especially has a soft spot for Dongding Oolong. When Yang Yi used boiled water and let it sit for a while, he brewed this superb jelly from Lanzhou Kai. Ding Oolong, the orange-yellow tea soup had a scent like sweet-scented osmanthus, and he couldn't sit still.

"Uncle, I bought this top-quality frozen top oolong with someone. I don't know if it's real or fake. You are an expert, can you try it? If it's fake, I won't buy it from him next time!" Lanzhou Kai gave Mo Henian a step up.

"Yes, Dad, can you try a drink?" Murphy and Yang Yi discussed it before, and the two had a clear division of labor. She held a purple sand tea cup in both hands and sent it to her father.

Mo Henian hesitated for a while. He still wanted to keep his face straight and not give Yang Yi a good look. But this frozen top oolong, which he hadn't had in years, and the fragrance of the best frozen top oolong, still made him tempted, reached out and took a sip.

"Tea is good!" Mo Henian sighed, carefully savoring the sweetness of the tea soup, then snorted and said, "But this guy can't do it, he doesn't know how to make tea!"

Sure enough, he was still holding a gun and carrying a stick. The tone was very aggressive, but Yang Yi was used to it.

"Uncle, please give me some pointers." Yang Yi smiled, "I'm also afraid of spoiling this good tea."

Mo Henian seemed to have opened the conversation, he sat on the sofa in front of the tea set, and said in a disdainful tone: "First of all, the water you make tea has an unpleasant taste, you should use mountain spring water to make tea!"

Yang Yi is actually a person who likes to drink tea. Of course he understands this. However, he deliberately revealed his flaws to stab Mo Henian and give him a channel to vent.

"Baba, I'm afraid..."

Mo Xiaojuan went back, Xixi couldn't sit still in the living room alone, the little girl stuck her head out, holding the open door frame of the study, and said timidly.

"Come here, Xixi, come and sit with my grandfather and father." Yang Yi waved quickly and called the little girl over.

Xixi ran over happily, tired of being in her father's arms.

However, seeing this scene, Mo Henian felt unhappy again in his heart.

This granddaughter, Mo Henian watched her grow up and loved her in every possible way. But three years of hard work can't compare to this guy's scream. Although he is Xixi's father, how long has he taken care of Xixi?

If it was before, Xixi would come to Grandpa's place and ask for delicious candy, right?

Now, this bastard appeared and robbed not only his own daughter, but also his own granddaughter. Thinking of this, Mo Henian cried out in anger.

Of course, with his granddaughter around, looking at her big innocent eyes, Mo Henian didn't have the resentment he had at first, so naturally he couldn't flare up.

"Uncle, you're right, I forgot to use mountain spring water. I'll buy some tomorrow and make it for you." Yang Yi continued to make tea for Mo Henian while smiling, "However, today's pot I still have to drink it first, it would be a pity to waste it.”

"This good tea is a waste in your hands!" Mo Henian said, but he still drank it, and Yang Yi brought it to him.

"You're right, I don't even know how to taste tea, so please give some pointers." Yang Yi continued to pour tea for Mo Henian.

"Since you want me to tell you, I'm welcome. You can't do this. The step of brewing the pot is missing in the brewing process..."

...

Judging from the appearance, although Mo Henian's attitude has not improved further, as he and Yang Yi's communication about tea has deepened, the relationship between the two does not seem to be as rigid as before.

In the end, it was too late, not only Xixi yawned, but Mo Henian was also a little overwhelmed. After all, the old man was almost sixty years old, and his body was no match for Yang Chonggui.

Yang Yi hurriedly arranged for Mo Henian to rest in the bedroom. The bedroom had been tidied up long ago, but he didn't know if Mo Henian was suitable.

"Who sleeps in this room?" Mo Henian asked, pointing to the second bedroom opposite the master bedroom where Xixi slept.

"I slept here." Yang Yi replied quickly, he also opened the door for the old man to see, "Uncle, if you like the room here, I'll change it for you now, but the room on your side will be better. Like Xixi's, it sits north to south, with good feng shui and good air."

He didn't believe this, the reason why he always slept in the second bedroom was because there was a corridor separated from the master bedroom, and it was not easy to disturb Xixi.

However, Mo Henian saw the two pillows on the bed with bright eyes. He frowned, turned to look at Murphy, who had coaxed Xixi back to sleep, and said, "You sleep here too?"

Yang Yi and Mo Fei were stunned for a moment, they looked at each other, and then looked at the place Mo Henian was looking at, and immediately understood their omission.

In the previous preparations, they had packed Murphy's personal belongings back to the master bedroom, but they all ignored that there were still two pillows in Yang Yi's room.

"Cough, uncle, Murphy basically sleeps in the master bedroom." Yang Yi said awkwardly.

"Basically sleeping in the master bedroom, that is, occasionally sleeping here?" Mo Henian looked unhappy.

Murphy muttered a little unconvinced: "I'm married to Yang Yi, what does it matter to sleep here?"

"Cough, Murphy, don't talk to your dad like that." Before Mo Henian got angry, Yang Yi hurriedly said, although it was a tone of reproach, he kept winking at Murphy.

There has been a little relaxation, but I can't stimulate the old man any more!

However, Mo Henian didn't make a fuss about it. He had stayed abroad for a long time, and he was not so pedantic. He just snorted a little unhappily, glanced at Yang Yi like a warning, turned his head and walked to his bedroom.

Xixi pouted: I found that a monthly pass was hidden in your hands and did not vote for me~