Chapter 531

"Enough, I don't want this to be the headlines of tomorrow's newspaper. Leiran must have her heart. I won't give up like this!"

Mo Liancheng looked at Mu Qingqing with such firm eyes that he did not continue to speak. But now, in addition to hard, Mo Liancheng also really can't think of any other way, in the face of such an old stubborn, he also very headache.

Although Mo Liancheng didn't say it, he didn't think about it in his heart. He just went straight for someone to rush in and search thoroughly. But at the thought that if Mu Qingqing knew that she was going to do this, she would not agree with her, so she dismissed this simple and crude idea.

It has been an hour before we know it. When Mu Qingqing and moliancheng are still at a loss, the door of the house in front of the farm creaks and is pushed open. The first to jump out is the big golden fur, who seems to have eaten and slept fully. The old man put on his waterproof boots and changed his clothes and came out of the house.

Mo Liancheng looked from afar, found that the old man with farm tools, pushing a cart of withered grass is struggling to the farm inside.

"Otherwise, we're going to..." Mu Qingqing's voice has not been dropped, Mo Liancheng is in a hurry to get off the car, he seems to have thought of a good way, the moment is just a perfect opportunity.

"Hello, where are you going?" Mu Qingqing also pushed open the door and followed.

It's not easy to roll off the old car, but it's the only way to get rid of the old car. At least these laborious things are much easier than the old man.

"You Why haven't you left yet? " The old man was stunned and seemed to be surprised at the sudden move of Mo Liancheng. Although he is old, he is not stupid. He can also see that moliancheng's identity seems to be unusual. His suit is very expensive at first sight. He even started to do the dirty and tired farm work directly.

Mu Qingqing immediately understood the intention of Molian City, and immediately obediently went forward to help the old man pick up the remaining farm tools and went to the farm.

"Why, what are you doing?" The old man was stupefied in situ, and the big golden hair around him also tilted his head. He didn't know what to do with everything in front of him.

"We help to do it together. Don't worry about what happened just now. We are young and ignorant." Mu Qingqing coaxed his grandfather with sweet words. His mouth was sweet and his work was quick. At this time, Mo Liancheng tried to suppress his displeasure and began to do farm work for the first time.

Master Zixin a horizontal, the whole person will directly sit on the side of the haystack, as a commander. It seems that he is still slightly dissatisfied with the money insulting Mo Liancheng. From the beginning to the end, his grandfather always instructed him to do this and that, and some even seemed to be deliberately embarrassed.

Mo Liancheng knows it well, but in order that Mu Qingqing can find a clue, no matter how angry he is. A man standing at the top of the pyramid in Jiangcheng has become a farmer in a farm. If this matter is known by the media, I am afraid Jiangcheng will be a storm again.

In the twinkling of an eye, all the farm work has been done. Fortunately, there is nothing to do after the autumn harvest. It's just spreading straw mats. If not, moliancheng will be miserable today.

Maybe the old man is tired of commanding, and his spirit is not as fierce as he was at the beginning. Just when everyone was exhausted, Mu Qingqing ran from the house. No one even noticed when she left the farm. Mo Liancheng looked at Mu Qingqing with an apron on her body.

"Grandfather, are you hungry? I made some food. Let's eat first..." Mu Qingqing pulled up her hair hanging on her shoulder and tied a straw rope at will. The warm red light in the afternoon is reflected on Mu Qingqing's head, and the lazy look is intoxicating.

Mo Liancheng looked a little out of his mind. Until Mu Qingqing and his grandfather came into the room, the golden hair just called for a few times, drawing back his thoughts and the expression of a fool.

Finally able to breathe, Mo Liancheng thought that his patience would gradually reach the peak, but as time went on, his mind seemed to calm a lot. Throughout the process, he almost forgot what he was doing here.

Sure enough, the air in the suburbs is cleaner, at least it makes people's brains clean.

"My daughter used to wear this apron all the time. She cooked delicious..." When the old man sat at the table, looking at the busy Mu Qingqing, he sighed silently.

"And your daughter, when will she come back?" Mu Qingqing put the dishes and chopsticks in front of the old man and asked casually.

The old man sighed and shook his head helplessly, but he didn't speak. He lowered his head and began to eat. Mu Qingqing's cooking is not very good. It's just good with a few specialty dishes. It happens that there are everything in the farm. Mu Qingqing gambles on it and makes bold use of his cooking skills at will.

But a few simple dishes, but let the old man eat very happy.

Mo Liancheng was hungry, and he ate it himself. It seemed that this was the first time that he had eaten Mu Qingqing's dish. He even muttered with a kind of laughter, "you don't take the initiative to make a meal for me on weekdays..."This sentence, Mo Liancheng is just his own complaint, he did not even want to let Mu Qingqing hear. Ironically, Mu Qingqing did not hear that, but the old man did.

"Stinky boy, you should thank me for letting you eat the rice made by this girl, ha ha ha..." The old man seems to be in a good mood. He even makes fun of Mo Liancheng. However, it can be seen that the resentment in his heart has disappeared.

Mo Liancheng bowed his head to eat, but suddenly thought of what, surprised to see the old man, "you are not the back of the ear, you were just pretending?"

Mu Qingqing also cast his eyes at this moment. The old man snorted coldly and glanced at Mo Liancheng. "You smelly boy, you are really rude. If this girl follows you, it's a pity!"

Mo Liancheng's face was embarrassed, but it was like counting down in Mu Qingqing's smile.

The old man took out an object from behind his ear and clapped it on the table. At this moment, his voice suddenly rose a lot. "I'm not pretending. You just knocked on the door. I haven't had time to bring hearing aids. Who knows what you're talking about!"

Mo Liancheng looks helpless.

The old man was amused by Mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng, and finally agreed to show them the things that had been left here many years ago.