Chapter 458

The teacher was Gu Xiao Mo Xi's speechless.

She looked at this just revealed that it was Mr. Feng's other son. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to offend the two children. She was too clever.

She said with an embarrassed smile, "what I said is true. Mr. Feng is not thirty years old. How can he be old?"

"Older than me." Mo Mo said: "do you think so?"

The teacher had no choice but to smile: "yes!"

Gu Xiaomo looked at the teacher's expression and turned his big black and bright eyes. He said, "compared with the teacher, he is also old. The teacher has been light and beautiful for many years."

The teacher had a lot of pressure. When he heard the child say that he was young and beautiful, his heart was in full swing.

Everyone likes to be praised, especially beautiful.

This excitement, the young female teacher immediately squat down, smiling at the child.

Gu Xiaomo is also laughing.

The teacher took Gu Xiaomo in his arms: "you are such a lovely little fellow, you really can talk. Is your little mouth smeared with honey? Is it so sweet to talk?"

"Teacher, the key is that you teach well." Gu Xiaomo almost flattered: "what I said is true."

"Thank you." The teacher looked at him with a smile: "such a cute little thing, the teacher loves you so much."

He took Gu Xiaomo's hand and went on.

Mo Mo said: "teacher, can't I go?"

"Oh." The teacher sighed: "this matter I really can't sit the Lord, the director let go."

"All right." Mo nodded and frowned: "I will go to meet this guest."

Director's office.

Mr. Huo is waiting. His eyes have been looking at the door several times.

The gardener looked at his anxieties and immediately said, "don't worry, old Huo. Here you are."

The old man did not speak.

Just then, someone came to the door.

Mr. Wang led Gu Xiaomo in, "director, I brought ink."

"Well, Mr. Wang, you've worked hard." The gardener rose to greet him.

Mr. Wang led ink in.

That one eye, Huo old man's eye fixed frame in the door, almost instantaneous, was in a daze.

It's just like that.

The child is very much like the wind Yi Chen. When she was a child, it was too similar.

Ink after entering the door, take a look around the whole director room.

I saw the president standing at the door, smiling to meet him.

Inside, an old man was sitting on the sofa, and there was a grandfather standing on the other side. He looked older.

It's just one standing, respectful, and the other sitting there, majestic.

Gu Xiaomo naturally saw which one has the final say.

He went inside.

Several steps to Huo in front of the old man, looking at the old man, black and white big eyes have curiosity.

Only no fear.

His big bright eyes were staring at the old man. The old man's heart trembled, but he could not help laughing.

Gu Xiaomo did not speak.

Anyway, it's the old man looking for him. He doesn't need to speak first.

You want to hear what they say.

He didn't see that this grandfather looks like the wind Yi Chen, is this really Lao Feng's grandfather?

It's really strange that when the rest of the family doesn't come out, only a new grandfather comes. It's so strange.

Huo Laozi's life is also read numerous people, this is the third time to see a child, see him not so afraid.

The first time I saw Xiaochen when I was a child.

That is also the first time sees, small Chen does not have the slightest timidity, to him even is disdainful.

Memories come back to mind like yesterday.

This kid has courage.

When he saw his strange self, he was not impatient.

If you don't speak, he doesn't either.

Can be big eyes in the heart, but do not show it, is completely silent.

It's amazing.

Mr. Huo picked his eyebrows slightly and looked at the child carefully.

Take Mo Mo and Ruixi.

In his life, the second time he saw people who would not be timid and Ruixi.

Ruixi also looks like wind Yi Chen, but Xiao Chen says it's not his child. He believes that Xiao Chen doesn't have to lie.

Huo Laozi's eyes fixed on Mo's body for a long time, and finally laughed. Just about to speak, he was interrupted by Mo mo.

"Wait a minute." The little guy stopped the old man from talking.

Huo Laozi a Zheng, will export words all of a sudden stuck in the throat, he snorted with a smile: "wait for what?"

"Don't wait for anything." Gu Xiaomo's light mouth.

Then why did you want me to say wait"I want to speak first." "In short, earlier than you."

Huo was stunned, then he burst out laughing: "good boy, I thought I didn't speak, you didn't talk."

Gu Xiaomo's eyes are still on the old man's body. He also smiles and says: "the enemy can't move, I won't move. If the enemy moves, I'll move first."

The old man's eyes suddenly jumped, looking at the child in front of him, and said in dismay: "you are such a little fart child, have you seen the art of war?"

"Of course, the art of war is not only for you who are old farts." Ink slanted Huo old man one eye, put out a mood in black eyes: don't rely on the old.

Huo is not angry at all, but more interested.

He smiles, looks at the little guy and says, "kid, do you know who I am?"

"Who are you? Do you need me to know?" Gu Xiaomo light counter asked: "I am not interested in old fart children."

"Ha ha ha ha!" Huo burst into laughter.

He seems to be in a good mood.

The head of the garden is also a little baffled, but the child, she is a little worried, too bold.

"Huo Lao -" the gardener worried.

"Housekeeper, go out with the gardener. I want to talk to my grandson alone!"

This is a very anticipated thing.

Huo Laozi lonely for too long, finally found a little baby.

He was looking forward to his old age.

The housekeeper and the gardener went out.

The door is closed, too.

There are only Mr. Huo and Gu Xiaomo in the room.

The old man was still smiling happily, and his face became more and more wrinkled.

Gu Xiaomo looked at his smile so happy, a little helpless, said: "don't laugh, old man, your smiling face looks like a chrysanthemum."

"Chrysanthemum?" The old man was stunned. "I've heard this word now. It's not very nice. Change an adjective."

Ink and ink thought for a while and said, "do you know the velvet cloth?"

"Yes, it's very warm."

"Your face, now it's velvety, there are too many folds." Mo Mo looked at him and said, "I'm afraid you're laughing down like this. I don't take responsibility."

It's hard for mummy to make money. He wants to save money for mummy.

"You take responsibility?" Huo Laozi laughs more wantonly: "you think also too long-term, child?"

"No way." Gu Xiaomo said: "I don't think about myself, but I have to think about Mommy."