general's husband

Chapter 82

Driss was at home all day, playing some seemingly childish games with Monkey and Baby, while Mo Xiwen was in the kitchen preparing lunch with a few servants and Mrs. Ou. There are some glutinous rice balls.

People from Ha Wen's family have come here one after another. Whether they are busy or idle, the old man has personally notified him. He agrees with what Mo Xiwen said, a family needs to get together more to be better. Nice to tie together.

Allen looked at the two little guys who usually crawled over to get close to him when he came here, and gave his brother a sour sideways glance, "Hmph, isn't he the son? I will..."

"What will you do in the future!" Adair reached out and knocked Alan's head off. No matter how the child spoke, he was still so impatient.

Allen looked at his father sadly, "What are you doing, I didn't say anything, hum, my son..."

"Okay," Adair looked at his youngest son's sour look like Driss with a smile, "Then wait until you have a son. Now go to your grandpa. He is still waiting for you to report."

"Ah, I forgot."

He quickly changed his shoes and went in.

Adair shook his head and smiled.

"Driss, you brought the two little guys in to wash up and prepare to eat."

Driss hugged Monkey who was riding on his neck, then stretched out his hand and held it silently, but ignored the baby beside him, and the three of them returned to the house from the open space in the garden.

Mo Xiwen washed his hands, asked his servants to prepare the rest, and left the kitchen by himself.

Looking at the members of the Hawen family who were discussing things in the hall, Mo Xiwen was deeply moved. He never thought that one day he would have so many family members and sit and chat together so leisurely.

Allen told the old man what he had done recently, carefully explaining even the small details clearly, and then pulled Kevin, and the two of them huddled in the corner and murmured and didn't know what they were talking about. Xiwen didn't care about them either.

"Grandpa, uncle, father..."

"Okay, you don't need to call them all in order," Mijia waved his hand, interrupting Mo Xiwen's polite manners, "Wenwen, you've been busy all morning, please sit down and rest for a while."

Mo Xiwen nodded with a smile, but he didn't refuse the old man, and sat down at the bottom seat.

"Grandpa, preparations are already underway at the restaurant, let's have dinner together later."

"It's not urgent, Wenwen, let's discuss it. Your training base in Mount Jasmine, if it exists like this, it may cause great trouble if interested people notice it, no matter whether we are behind it or whether the procedures are in accordance with According to the regulations, the risk of a private military-type organization is really great."

Mijia saw that Mo Xiwen was still smiling, and there was no trace of impatience on his face, "Grandpa, tell me, I didn't intend to hide it from you. Driss also said something about the Harvin family, and I generally know it." , Grandpa, the strength of the empire is all on the bright side. Even the Anbu under the control of the Harvin family, for so many years, how many people still have no idea. They should all know that there is such a existence, but they may not Knowing that the person behind it is still the monarch.”

The men of Hawen's family looked at each other in blank dismay, once again surprised by Mo Xiwen's sensitivity.

Jerhaven lowered his head in deep thought, and finally seemed to make up his mind to raise his head to face the old man.

"Father, I think what Wenwen said is right. In fact, I was worried about this before, but no one changed, so I didn't pay special attention to it. Father, if it is true—"

Jieer has a serious face, if someone really wants to take advantage of this, he will act secretly.

"Jieer, I knew about this matter a long time ago, so I didn't stop Wenwen's actions. You report to the monarch tomorrow. The dark department will operate as usual, and Wenwen's side will be set up as a special department. Wenwen, what do you think? Sample?"

Mijia looked at Mo Xiwen deeply. It wasn't that he wanted to test Mo Xiwen or force something, but that the relationship was too complicated, and the empire had to rely on Mo Xiwen's ability.

Mo Xiwen nodded, "Grandpa, it's possible, but I don't think it's a good measure. We're not the only ones who know about the reconstruction at Mount Molly. There are also some soldiers who haven't been here all the time. They must have been in and out. Someone leaked the news, so far no one has moved, it should be because they haven't figured out what's going on there, but they have been stared at all the time, no matter how you think about it, it's not safe, and Mo Yang at the Mo family also knows Instead of taking the risk to continue, Grandpa might as well set up a new one, the secrecy must be done well, and I can help, such as some secret things."

Mo Xiwen said the last sentence in a low voice. He trusted everyone in his building, but if he was arrested, tortured, or threatened by his relatives...all kinds of situations could be revealed.

The few men were silent. Yes, they proposed to include Mo Xiwen's small base into the empire. On the one hand, it was to protect and eliminate potential crises. On the other hand, they also wanted to study Mo Xiwen in depth. Those things, ancient weapons and strange medicines, these are very important boosts for soldiers.

Mijia smiled, "Wenwen, thank you, let's go eat first, where are my two little great-grandchildren."

Dries, who was standing behind the old man for a long time with one arm in his arms, rolled his eyes. It would be strange if grandpa didn't know.

"Grandpa, how stupid, we are right behind, my father has been holding us for a long time, and my father has found us."

There was contempt in Monkey's round eyes, and Mo Xiwen wanted to knock him on the head when he saw it, the little things were getting smaller and smaller.

"Monchhaven, Greyhaven, come down for me and go to the restaurant by yourself."

The little guy whose name was called raised his head, and looked at Mo Xiwen pitifully with both eyes at the same time. When Dries saw that his son was about to cry, his heart ached.

"Wenwen, the little guy is not heavy, it's fine, let's go, let's go eat."

After speaking, he winked at Mo Xiwen and walked to the restaurant.

The old man laughed loudly, and Adair patted Mo Xiwen on the shoulder, feeling that these two little guys are definitely from the Harvin family, and they were really carved out of the same mold.

"Okay, don't be depressed. Monkey and Baby rarely see Driss, and they will inevitably be a little sticky. It was the same when Strong came back. At that time, Driss—"

"Daddy!"

Without suppressing his voice, Adair's words were caught by the sharp-eared Driss.

Adair shrugged his shoulders with regret, and when Driss turned around, he leaned into Moxiwen's ear with a curious expression, "Wait, let me tell you."

Mo Xiwen nodded and smiled.

Because there were too many people, there was not much glutinous rice to be found, so Mo Xiwen only prepared a dozen dumplings for one person, two or three glutinous rice balls, and the food was still the same.

Alan ate the delicious food again, and now he has forgotten his sour behavior just now, sitting next to Dries, staring at the glutinous rice balls in Dries' bowl, but he remembered that Dries didn't eat too sweet things of.

It's a pity that until the end of lunch, Alan didn't wait for someone to give him a dumpling and glutinous rice balls. Everyone ate it by themselves, and even Driss swallowed it with dignity.

Everyone left, and the two little ones also went to take a nap. Mo Xiwen was sitting on the sofa, watching the floating TV, and eating with some fruit.

Dries, who was called over by the old man, came back and saw his partner leaning on the sofa with his shoulders half exposed, and his white and tender feet were just pointing and pointing on the sofa.

His eyes darkened involuntarily, thinking of last night, Driss's body could not control the fever.

The treatment in Mo Xiwen's downstairs is very good. The servants clean up after lunch. After finishing the work, they can all leave and go back to their own residences to rest. As for what they do for rest, Mo Xiwen doesn't ask, sleep Whether it's good or reading, feel free, so this time, even Mrs. Ou took a lunch break in the room next to the baby's room.

Driss sat on the sofa, Mo Xiwen glanced at him, then shrank the foot that was pushed behind Dries, and then put it on Dries' lap.

"Don't ask me, what did grandpa say?"

"If there is anything to ask, it should be about your situation outside the past six months, and about the person who wanted to poison you."

Driss smiled softly, "Aren't you afraid that something will happen to me?"

Mo Xiwen rolled his eyes, "With me here, you can't die."

This sentence is very simple, but it is unbelievable to listen to it. Driss, an imperial general, is actually protected by an Asian man, but this is indeed a thing. The medicine was given by Moxiwen, and the method was taught by Moxiwen. Yes, thinking about it this way, Driss suddenly felt that he was actually not that capable anymore, but...

"It's really domineering, as expected of the person I like."

Supporting the sofa with one hand, leaning forward, just when Dries' lips were two centimeters away from Mo Xiwen, the phone rang in the room.

Neither of them moved, and the calls continued.

Mo Xiwen stretched out a finger and pressed it against Driss' forehead, "Hurry up and pick it up, or you will disturb Mrs. Ou and your son. If Monkey cries, you can coax him."

Driss twitched the corners of his mouth. He had heard Mo Xiwen say that the little guy did a great job crying.

Reluctantly got up, picked up the phone fiercely, "If it's okay, hang up!"

Holding the phone, the royal guard froze for a moment, before being hung up, he reacted.

"Hello, this is the security guard. A gentleman named Julian Rob is visiting. May I ask if the owner accepts you?"

Julian stood outside looking like an elegant nobleman, without any impatience on his face, but if you look carefully, you can find that his hand holding the gift box is a little too tight.

Driss turned to look at Moxiwen, "Wenwen, Julian Robb, come visit."

Hearing this, Mo Xiwen raised his head, turned off the TV, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Oh, it's interesting, grandpa said two days ago that the owner of Rob's family showed his kindness to him, and Julian Rob is here today Now, I want to see what he wants to do."

When he was led all the way into Mo Xiwen's house, Julian Rob stepped in without any hesitation. The first time he entered the door, what Julian saw was not Mo Xiwen standing up, but sitting there Driss didn't even look at him.

Mo Xiwen, who had spoken but was ignored, followed Julian's line of sight and looked at Driss, and couldn't help turning cold, that's why.

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