Chapter 983

Listening to the deliberately uplifting cry in the backyard, people who don't know thought she was wronged!

Zhou Furong's temperament, Mo Beihan and Gu Qingyao, knew very well, even the old man Mo and Grandma Mo knew well, so they didn't bother after having been arguing for so long.

Mo Beihan said impatiently: "Go tell her that there is still an old man in the family? Let her be quieter, so she is so old and crying, what is it like?"

Butler Zhong: "..."

The one who is still working hard, crying and expressing full grievance is waiting for the Mo Family to come forward for her!

"Yes, I understand!"

Mo Beihan didn't bother to care about this kind of weird work, and directly took Gu Qingyao back to the room.

"After a busy day, take a good rest and get up early tomorrow!"

Gu Qingyao nodded and lay down on the bed.

"Cousin, really don't care?"

Mo Beihan said, "Don't worry, they will be driven out soon anyway. These people have nothing to do with the Mo Family. What are you doing with this nosy?"

Gu Qingyao didn't ask any more, obediently lay down and rested.

Mo Beihan said, "I will go with you tomorrow morning."

Gu Qingyao was taken aback, "Not so good! You are now the Patriarch of the Mo family, and many people in the capital know you! Go to the stall selling noodles..."

Mo Beihan raised his eyebrows, "You are still Mrs. Mo, you are the most famous lady in Beijing!"

Gu Qingyao: "..."

Mo Beihan said, "Yaoyao, we grew up on the Qinghe brigade back then. Even if your identity has changed now, you still haven’t changed. When you see your childhood friend, you are still Gu’s sister Gu, and I am the same. ."

"The two kids, we have been mingling with us since we were young, calling your sister, calling me eldest brother, now naturally we have to help."

Gu Qingyao smiled, her small face brightened a lot, "This is what you said! Big Mo, accompany me to sell noodles tomorrow."

Mo Beihan rubbed her head, "Well, as long as you like it, you can sell noodles for the rest of your life."

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Early the next morning, Gu Qingyao and Mo Beihan got up early, and they went to Chen Qingqing's house before the sky was up.

Chen Qingqing and Chen Feng are ready here. The two have put things on the small cart, and a few of them go to the market.

This time I went to not the small street where Chen Qingqing went before, but another street with a lot of traffic in Beijing. After I found a stall and set up the table, I heated the stove, and the fragrant hot soup smell quickly wafted out.

Neither Gu Qingyao nor Mo Beihan had breakfast, so Chen Qingqing directly cooked two bowls for them to eat.

Noodles are very common, but people like Gu Qingyao and Mo Beihan are not common.

The two people are so outstanding. Where do ordinary people on the street have seen such a beautiful person?

The dress of that suit can clearly tell that the family is not simple, it is a noble person. The two people are sitting at a small stall and eating noodles, especially the noodles are such a big bowl with so many shredded meat on it, and the fragrant taste, just watching Just want to drool.

The first thing I wanted to eat was a child about ten years old. When the child's mother saw that the child wanted to eat, she asked for a bowl.

"How much is a bowl of noodles?"

Chen Qingqing smiled and said: "Forty cents, there is a table over there, sit down, if the child can't finish a bowl, you can order a bowl, and then I will give you a small bowl to share with the child."

The woman's eyes lit up, can it still happen?

It’s a bargain for two people to eat a bowl with 40 cents and so much shredded pork.

"That's fine, bring me a bowl!"