The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

After 10 minutes, the lawn was finally repaired.

Mo Xiaobao let out a long sigh of relief, and carried the tool with his tired wrist to the side to put it away.

Turning around again, he looked at Bai Xiran and Mo Junzhe seriously, and said "thank you".

Bai Xiran patted his head, "Okay, no thanks."

The mother and son tacitly agreed.

He accepted this kind of punishment and learned a lesson, but what's more, it didn't affect the relationship between mother and child.

But Mo Junzhe didn't quite understand.

He stood quietly by the side, narrowing his eyes slightly and looking at the two of them.

"Did something happen that I don't know about?"

"Would you believe me if I said it?" Bai Xiran raised his eyebrows, with mischievous eyes, he simply took Mo Xiaobao's hand and walked inside.

"Let's go in first, the kitchen has prepared a midnight snack. It's best for eating after work."

"it is good."

The mother and son walked in talking and laughing.

Bai Xiran also ordered the servant to bring the ointment.

The little guy's wrist is injured, he still needs to be treated, and he can't just leave it alone.

And Mo Junzhe just looked at them like this, full of doubts in his heart.

Until Bai Xiran turned around and called him.

"Master Mo, you follow too."

Only then did he smile again, his handsome brows raised slightly, and he said "OK".

This kind of smile is very simple, and the white shirt on his body is stained, but he doesn't care at all.

No one outside has ever seen this side of him.

Mr. Mo, who usually calls the wind and rain, has always been a man who is feared and feared by others, but at home he will sincerely laugh because of his little wife's expression.

For Mo Junzhe.

As long as there are their places, it is the most secure and comfortable place.

……

It's peaceful here.

But in the villa in the middle of the mountain.

Some people stay up all night.

"Why is that young master so crazy? Why does he suddenly want to gather all of us together? What does he want to do?"

It's already twelve o'clock at night.

But the living room is now full of people, old and young, men and women.

Exhaustion and impatience were written on everyone's face.

But even so, no one dared to leave.

They were all waiting for Song Zhao to appear.

Twelve o'clock sharp.

Song Zhao's wheelchair came out of the room slowly.

Makes a small sound as it passes across the floor.

"Thank you for coming to the meeting so late." When he spoke, his voice was gentle and crisp, with a gentle smile on his face. It seemed that this kind of image couldn't be associated with the words "terrible and dark bird of prey".

But everyone here is clear.

This is the strength of Song Zhao.

He can make people subconsciously relax their vigilance.

It can make people think that he is really harmless to humans and animals, and then stab him directly when you let go of your guard.

"What did the third brother say? Since it is your order, everyone must follow it."

"That's right, third brother, don't feel wrong, we are all happy from the bottom of our hearts. I just don't know what the big deal is? Even grandma and the others have to come forward."

Both of them are juniors.

On weekdays, he was crushed by Song Zhao in all aspects, and there was no way to surpass him.

It can be said that from birth, he lived under the shadow of Song Zhao.

I thought he could have his own piece of sky after being disabled, but he didn't want Song Zhao to use more means after his legs were disabled.

But now these yin and yang voices have no effect on Song Zhao at all.

He knows better than anyone else that the group of people here all depend on themselves to live.

It can be said that this big family is supported by him.

After waiting, she just pretended she didn't hear, and her thin lips parted slightly, "It's about my marriage."

"what?"

Someone was taken aback.

"When is Song Zhao going to get married? We never heard of it."

"It was settled a while ago." Song Zhao took the initiative to explain, "Fourth Uncle has not come back from abroad before, presumably he has not received any news. The date has not been set yet, today is also taking advantage of everyone's presence, and I want to hear your opinions. "

He paused, and looked at the elders seriously, "Grandpa, uncle, father... what do you guys think, what date do you want to set?"

Such a humble and respectful attitude made everyone present somewhat uncomfortable.

But neither spoke.

It's still the fourth uncle from just now, with disbelief written all over his face now.

"No, why do you all seem to know? I'm the only one who co-authored it? Don't you think of me as your own?"

"Fourth Uncle misunderstood. If you didn't treat you as one of your own, why would you still appear at the family meeting today." Song Zhao's tone was gentle, but every word he uttered was sharp.

He raised his eyes and looked at the other party, "If the fourth uncle is not clear about the specific situation, you can discuss it with everyone first."

"Discussion? What they can discuss with you, isn't it up to you to decide? I'm curious, which family's daughter is this, and she just married you?"

What he said was contempt.

Just a cripple.

Song Zhao didn't take up the fight.

Still smiling, he didn't say the girl's name.

Only one sentence was mentioned, "It belongs to the Tang family."

"Which Tang family?" Fourth Uncle didn't know the specifics.

But this question, no one present dared to answer him.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one would speak directly to this fourth uncle.

Everyone can see the turbulent undercurrent between him and Song Zhao, so naturally they won't get involved.

Waited for a long time.

Song Zhao took out a piece of paper.

"I've found someone here to look at it for a few days, and they are all good days, and I have passed the horoscope. But I think I can still let Grandpa decide."

The old man gave a "hmm" and took the paper.

He took out his reading glasses and began to study it seriously.

"July 25, that is the beginning of next month. This time is too urgent, no."

"The fifth day of October. It's a good day, just over three months later, but it's still in a hurry. But the last one, scheduled for the end of the year, has half a year's preparation time. What do you think?"

The old man didn't dare to make up his own mind, so he consulted Song Zhao.

The latter smiled, "I'm afraid I can't wait until the end of the year."

"Why can't you wait? It's only been half a year, how can you not wait?" The old man laughed, "Our family hasn't had such a big event in the past few years. We must make good preparations and invite all guests to have a good time."

Song Zhao didn't answer directly.

The smile on his face just widened, and then his thin lips parted slightly, "There are other reasons why the wedding must be held as soon as possible."

"what reason?"

Everyone was puzzled.

In fact, they didn't understand why Song Zhao was in such a hurry to get married all of a sudden.

The girl I brought back that day was not the daughter of a wealthy family, and she didn't look particularly good.

But Piansheng was taken by Song Zhao.

They have no other impressions other than sympathy for the girl.

But suddenly I heard Song Zhao spit out a few words slowly.

"I'm afraid... her stomach can't wait."

what? !