Mo Yancheng walked out and saw what they were talking about.
Only when he got closer did he know what had happened.
"Grandpa, it's time for breakfast." Mo Yancheng said in a low voice as he reached out to pull mo Qingcheng into his arms.
Mo Yan always ate on time! There was a time table for when to eat and when to do things, so half a minute was almost the same.
"Good! Let's go! Although it's not that cold in spring, the temperature is still very low in the morning. Everyone, go back. " Mo Yan mumbled as he walked inside.
Mo Yan clenched his fist. Although he was a bit old, he wanted to live a few more years.
His grandson, great-grandson! He really wanted to live for a few more years and see their glory! He was proud of their achievements.
Mo Yancheng's guidance was especially useful! Although mo Shuai Nan was young, he knew a lot of things.
