At the moment, four people started to eat dumplings. At the table where the men were sitting, few people were eating seriously. They all looked around here, wondering who could eat those three things.

Su Biluo just felt fun and didn't go too far. Now that she has money, and she also has a happy husband, what do she ask for?

As a result, she ate particularly carelessly.

Suddenly, "Bump", "Ah-" Su Biluo yelled while squeezing the facial features.

Mo Zichen ran to her immediately like a conditioned reflex, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Biluo rolled his eyes and slowly took out a hard copper plate from his mouth.

"Hahaha--"

In an instant, he laughed.

"It turned out to be the copper plate, haha, sister-in-law, you are a blessed man." Mo Ziling clapped and smiled.

"This standard," Meng Zixian also laughed, "Who can make more money than his wife? She deserves this copper plate!"

"It's not," Mo Fengzhi also praised himself with a grin, "I said, this one is perfect, or call you to eat Qiaoqiao."

This was the subject of discussion, and suddenly came a soft cry.

Everyone looked around, it turned out that it was Xuan Niang who got the needle.

The ancestor pointed at Xuan Niang and smiled: "Haha, this is also true. I heard that Xuan Niang's painting skills and pottery craft are one-on-one, isn't she supposed to get it?"

Su Biluo laughed: "Since it is so accurate, then guess who will eat the jujube? Haha, this is the main drama."

"Cough, good, good, this is the highlight," Mo Ziling just shouted excitedly, then frowned, "Ah--"

"Haha—" Su Biluo smiled and said, "Isn't it just you?"

Mo Ziling took the jujube from his mouth and frowned: "Which chef prepared these, how come the core in the jujube hasn't been removed, bang bang bang, it hurts me."

Everyone laughed, Meng Zixian sighed: "It seems that this year is expected to marry this girl out."

"Why, mother," Mo Ziling shyly shook his head into Meng Zixian's arms. "They are still young. They don't marry, don't marry! This is not allowed at all!"

"Precise and accurate, Grandma is very accurate," Mo Fengzhi laughed, "You grandchildren who are not married, hurry up, all this year. Let me take advantage of my grandmother's teeth, I can eat it. Your wedding wine, you quickly find one for me. "

She pointed to the peach on the table again, asking everyone to eat one.

"Well, if you eat peach on the Qiqiao Festival, everyone will have to go for the peach blossom, and they won't be able to run away one by one."

"Hahaha--"

After a hilarious joke and eating and drinking, the dinner ended.

After that, it is to play begging games. The first is "Qiao Qiao", which asks whether you are clever or stupid; the other is "Sai Qiao", that is, when you wear needles and leads in the game, whoever wears it fast is coincidence, and who wears it slowly is "lost Qiao" , Whoever loses a clever gift is a clever gift.

This is another laugh.

At the time of Xu, they dispersed.

Qiqiao Festival is lively on the street, with lanterns hanging high and pedestrians still flowing, so most people still go shopping on the street, and those who are interested can be busy.

Mo Zi An, for example, could dismiss the meeting as soon as he heard it, and immediately pulled Mo Zi Qian into the room to give him an idea.

The old ancestor deliberately left Mo Zichen and Su Biluo.

Mo Fengzhi personally brought some sugar to Su Biluo: "Sister-in-law Sun, this is crunchy candy, and the coincidence also eats a little bit, and you should eat it at the Qiqiao Festival ..."

She handed some more coincidences to Su Biluo.

Those who came to Su Bi refused to refuse, what to eat, accompanied by the wishful bubble tea, like a greedy child.

What the elders said, she responded "ah" "ah" "ah" "ah" as if listening very seriously.

Mo Fengzhi said: "Zi Chen went to fight, this one was half a year ago, and now he finally came back, I just saw him, and he didn't want him to leave now, so I will stay with you for a while, just say a few words, let you go immediately Go out to play. Don't blame my old lady for being sticky. "

Mo Zichen said quickly: "Where does the grandma speak? The grandson came back and didn't have the first time to visit the grandma and the mother. It's Zichen's filial piety. Please ask the grandma to punish him."

He made a salute, Mo Fengzhi quickly stood up, personally lifted him up, a wrinkled hand gently stroked Mo Zichen's arm, and the dim pupil glanced across the red.

"Eh, where does grandma blame you? Grandma is old, and at a certain age, it is inevitable that it feels a lot. Every time you want to go to the battlefield, grandma is frightened, your grandfather, your father, are all on the battlefield. Grandma can't let your three brothers have anything to do with you anyway. As you go to the battlefield, you have taken away your grandmother's heart. I can't wait to go to the battlefield for you ... "

Mo Fengzhi pressed the dragon head to the ground hard, and his trembling voice was very sad.

Mo Zichen quickly supported Mo Fengzhi, watching with understanding eyes, comforting softly: "Where did Grandma say? How can we have something? Nothing will happen, you can rest assured! Isn't this back?"

"Okay, okay! It's okay to come back!" The hand that touched his arm touched it up to Mo Zichen's cheek, patting it lightly, and then let him go.

Instead, Mo Zichen supported her and took her back to her seat.

"If Grandma is willing, she will be with you tonight."

Mo Fengzhi sat down and smiled, "You, will finally speak sweet words, did you learn from your wife?"

Meng Zixian listened to this and smiled in hiding. The little girls next to me listened and laughed.

Mo Zichen accosted her face slightly, Haoran.

Su Biluo finally swallowed a bite of sugar, and Fang Xuan replied: "Grandma, it's not what I taught you. You don't know how dull my relatives are. "

"Yeah, hahaha--" Mofeng Zhi laughed.

Meng Zixian smiled with her lips. The little girl next to her smiled.

Mo Zichen turned around and glared at her fiercely.

Su Biluo quickly lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes at the sight of the fierce companion's coming back, squeezing the fruit in his mouth, pretending to concentrate on eating.

She didn't want to enjoy Xiang Gong's warmth for a long time, and it was fleeting.

This Qixi, she still wanted to have a good time with him.

Meng Zixian said with a smile: "Well, as long as it is not too indifferent, then we can hope to hug our grandson."

"Yes!" Mo Fengzhi smiled conscientiously, and said, "This is the main reason why I left you. There is a sentence, I must tell you. The two of you, one is busy doing business, the other is busy fighting. You can be busy, but do n’t delay the big event of breaking up. "

Su Biluo heard that, his face was red, and his head was lowered ...