What do you want to do

On the morning of the third day of junior high school, both Qi Nuo and Feng Mo got up early, and they planned to drive back in the morning and arrive at noon.

The old couple was reluctant, and prepared a lot of things for the family to taste.

Feng Mo was also polite, and put the small sack containing the corn sacks in the trunk of the car, then turned around and took a bag from the old lady, and opened it to see that it was full of bacon, salted fish and salted duck eggs.

"Grandma, you and grandpa can just keep it for food. I'll take it back and eat it for a while." He said so but still put it in the car. He knew the old lady was kind. If he refused the old lady will be unhappy.

The old lady shook her head and said with a smile: "The fresh meat you brought back can't be put at home. I will marinate it tomorrow and there will be new ones to eat when you come back next time. Your grandfather and I have bad teeth. Not much."

Feng Mo nodded and didn't say anything else, but told the old lady to pay attention to her health, and they drove back when they were free.

The old man pulled Qinuo aside and told him in a low voice, "Feng Mo is a good kid, but you can't rely on others knowing everything, we have to be ambitious."

"I understand, grandpa, don't worry, I won't embarrass you." Zi Nuo reached out to help the old man put on the hood of his down jacket. It's quite cold today, and the north wind is blowing.

"As long as you know it, don't let people bully you if you know it." Raising his hand to pat him on the shoulder, the old man sighed.

No matter what, he is also a child who has grown up by himself, so he is still worried.

"Well, I know, we'll come back to see you two days later when we're all right, and we usually buy more vegetables to eat, don't eat cabbage and potatoes, which are not nutritious, I see that the small supermarket in front sells a lot of fresh vegetables, no need Save it." Zi Nuo was very concerned about the old man's health, knowing that they were always reluctant to spend money, so he was always worried.

"Okay, okay, your grandma and I are used to it, those city dishes are not used to, tasteless." The old man raised his hand and pushed him. If we continue to tell him about this, the sun will probably rise.

"Drive slowly on the road, call somewhere." The old couple waved their hands outside the car window and urged.

Feng Mo honked the horn and drove away.

When walking all the way back, the smile on the corner of Feng Mo's mouth never fell, thinking that he was really happy to get along with the old couple these days.

Zeno tilted his head to look at him, snorted softly and reached out to pull his ear, "Stop laughing, the corners of your mouth aren't stiff."

"How is it possible? Let me tell you, I used to think that older people are particularly difficult to serve. They are picky and picky like my grandfather and love to direct others. You must do what he says. If Wu goes against him Just lose your temper. But your grandparents are different, they really love you." Feng Mo took his hand and put it to his mouth and kissed him, smiling softly.

"Is your grandpa so fierce? Then I won't see him."

"Why don't you talk too much about your words? Two days ago, we both agreed to go and see him. Is this going to change?" Feng Mo turned his head and glared at him, seeing that he was looking at him pitifully, obviously a little bit The son was afraid and could only sigh, "Don't worry, he doesn't dare to hit you."

"..." Zeno pursed his lips, wondering why your grandfather is so violent even after he is almost a hundred years old.

After letting out a breath, he reached out and took the bag from the back seat, flipped through it, found the dried squid given by the old lady in it, and opened his mouth to bite.

"Salty or not? Give me a piece too." Feng Mo tilted his head and pouted.

Zi Nuo tore off a piece of squid meat and stuffed it into his mouth, licked his fingers and said, "I seem to have heard my grandma call my mother last night. The old lady should have told her a lesson from that tone."

"Why don't I know when it happened?" Feng Mo was a little puzzled.

"You were taking a bath at that time. I used to think about talking to them for a while, and then I heard it, but I didn't hear it clearly." Zeno chewed the squid meat in his mouth, tilted his head and thought for a while, "My grandma seems to be What do you mean if she doesn't want to live a good life, don't do it... Do you think my mother must hate me to death? She must think that I complained to grandma. "

"It's not that I speak badly, your parents are very good." Feng Mo clicked his tongue, his expression a bit ugly.

"They just care about saving face and are a little selfish." Zi Nuo pursed his lips, knowing that Feng Mo's words meant nothing else, it was just that he couldn't get used to it.

"A little selfish? Heh, that should be called selfish a little too much." With a sneer, Feng Mo tilted his head to look at Qino, and seeing his calm expression, he knew that he was uncomfortable, and then comforted him: "Forget it, you also Don't worry, there is no need to rush this matter anyway, let me accompany you back in two days before we talk about it."

Feng Mo had a small calculation, thinking that if Qinuo's parents still insisted on driving their son out, they would pack up and salute their son and move out completely. If there was some intention to keep him, then this matter could still be discussed.

Zeno nodded, so he had to let this matter go.

When the two of them drove all the way back to Feng Mo's house, it was just after eleven o'clock at noon, and the two little guys rushed over before entering the door.

"Brother Nuonuo! I miss you so much." Lingling was dressed in a red woolen skirt, dressed up like a little princess, and rushed over to hug Zeno's leg, crying out sweetly.

Zeno quickly knelt down and picked her up, and said with a smile: "Happy Chinese New Year Lingling, brother misses you too."

"Did brother eat well at grandma's house? Did you bring something delicious for Lingling?" Lingling asked with a smile, holding onto Qinuo's collar with her little hand.

"Bring it. If you don't think about anyone, you have to think about our little princess. I'll make you some bacon and stir-fried vegetables later." Zeno carried her into the house, coaxing her as he walked.

Seeing him coming in, Mother Feng hurried over to take Lingling over and hug her, and asked, "Where's Xiaomo?"

"Happy Chinese New Year, Auntie. Feng Mo is picking things up. I'll bring the box in first." Zi Nuo put the box down and turned around to help Feng Mo get things into the house. In fact, there was nothing else, just the two bags brought back by the old lady. of food.

Mother Feng was shocked when she saw it, and wondered how she got back so many things.

It's not that she dislikes this, it's just that she feels embarrassed.

"It's nothing good either. My grandma's marinated meat and fish, duck eggs, etc. Feng Mo likes to eat the old lady and brings back a lot." Zi Nuo went to the kitchen with the bag, intending to talk to Master Liu. How to cook things.

Feng Mo stretched himself out on the sofa, and Zeze rushed over to press him down, whispering to him.

With raised eyebrows, Feng Mo asked, "Really?"

Zeze nodded quickly, "Yeah, I heard that."

Feng Mo raised his hand and stroked his chin, thinking that there is still this matter?I really didn't see it.