Chapter 1179 Wedding Eve (10)

However, Mu Zhilan's heart suddenly stopped for a beat while she was sorting out various gift orders with her servants. Fortunately, Aunt Rong held her on the plate so she wouldn't fall.

Even Mu Zhenhua and Xiao Zhiyuan, who were drinking tea in the side hall, looked at each other and stopped drinking tea.

Such a thunderous thunder stunned everyone in the room, and Mu Yuhao nodded seriously, seemingly satisfied with the effect he had created.

Mu Jinchen came in holding Wushuang's little hand, glanced at Mu Yuhao, first greeted Mu Baichuan, and then directly changed his name to Grandpa Mu Zhenhua, Mu Zhilan's mother, and Xiao Zhiyuan's father. Wushuang also followed sweetly. Call.

For a moment, the world was quiet. Only the fragrance of ink flowed quietly in the hall of the antique old house, and the air was filled with a strange smell.

"Why are you pretending to be so surprised? Am I not the last one in the family to know?" Mu Yuhao spread his hands and glanced around his family.

Mu Baichuan coughed slightly and said, "Now that we all know, that's good, Hao'er, I didn't hide it from you deliberately, it's just that the timing is not right. It's rare for you to be so sensible. This kind of decoration in front of the door welcomes the lady, the door If you blow the whistle inside to attract the phoenix, you will barely pass, and you will be rewarded by posting it on the door of your room."

When Mu Yuhao heard this, he immediately jumped up, "Grandpa, it's not me getting married. What does it have to do with me to welcome a lady and attract a phoenix? Why are you posting it at the door of my room?"

Mu Baichuan stroked his white beard and laughed heartily, "Young lady, aren't you the one who attracts the phoenix? Both have already been the phoenixes in our family, and there is a little phoenix in their belly. It is you who needs to attract the phoenix." Phoenix.”

Mu Baichuan said, admiring his calligraphy and painting again, "Chen'er's door will naturally be pasted with the picture I wrote of Luan Feng and Ming Wanli Yun Tian, ​​looking at each other. Husband and wife have been loving each other for hundreds of years and are united. Your calligraphy is so ugly. I'm sorry. You're already showing mercy by hanging it at the door of your room, don't be dissatisfied."

"Grandpa..."

Mu Yuhao blushed, this great grandfather was making fun of him again.

After the joke between an old man and a young man, the weird atmosphere just now was broken up.

Mu Zhilan had been mentally prepared for a long time, and it was not the first time that Mu Jinchen called her mother, but seeing that the two brothers seemed to have no grudge, she was relieved again and felt very relieved.

However, the person who was most moved among them was undoubtedly Xiao Zhiyuan. He never thought that Mu Jinchen and Wushuang would call him father. The person who had always been gentle and not very emotional was also touched at the moment. He gently held the purple sand cup. His hands were trembling a little.

The whole family has a tacit understanding not to ask why Mu Yuhao knew it, when he knew it, or whether Mu Jinchen and Wu Shuang suddenly changed their stories. These are not important. What is important is that the Mu family is united. , harmonious and beautiful, that’s enough.

September in the golden autumn is really the harvest season.

Mu Jinchen curled his lips and pulled Wushuang to Mu Zhilan. The various gifts in front of him were wrapped in red paper. They looked very festive. "Mother, are the betrothal gifts ready?"

Mu Jinchen screamed more and more naturally at this mother's call. Mu Zhilan's eyes were stained with moisture from the wind and frost. She pressed her slender white fingers on the corners of her eyes and nodded, "Yes, everything is ready. Your grandpa will send it to you personally, and your great-grandfather also brought out a lot of collectibles. I believe your in-laws will like it. "