And she did it at the stone table to watch the father and son practice martial arts.
She didn't bother, and they didn't stop, even though Mo Wuchen wanted to stop, stand in front of his mother, and talk to her.
Experience, mother's tenderness.
But remembering what his father had told him yesterday, she clenched her hand and calmly continued to learn martial arts from her father.
He can't be a burden to his mother, and he has to protect his mother.
Although he has the protection of his father, even so, if he finds his daughter-in-law in the future, he will not be able to protect his daughter-in-law.
When it was about time to eat, they stopped.
His father was not stern, and asked him in person if there was any major problem with the traces left after he had just practiced martial arts.
Mo Wuchen shook his head, he didn't feel any harm, and Murong was relieved.
The father and son colleagues walked towards Chu Yao sweating profusely, Chu Yao just saw that they had almost practiced, and had already asked people to prepare bath water.
The underworld is too backward now, and it has not yet agreed to introduce the yang world, so it can only use things like bathtubs like in ancient times.
However, this is not bad, but it is a little troublesome for the girls in the house.
"You're done practicing, look at how much sweat you have made in the morning, and you've prepared bath water, you father and son, hurry up and go in and wash, and then come out for some snacks."
Chu Yao took the towel that had been changed with warm water from time to time and handed it to the two fathers and sons, asking them to wipe their faces and the sweat flowing from their bodies.
"Yes, Mother."
He really wanted to, really wanted to be coquettish in her arms.
But he is past the age of coquettishness.
He is such a big ghost and coquettish in his mother's arms, so hurry, he can't even tell the weirdness.
So he could only wipe the towel in Chu Yao's hand on his face.
Murong was too, but after wiping it, he imprinted a kiss on Chu Yao's forehead, and then entered the back room.
Mo Wuchen naturally followed Murong into the back room, and then she heard the sound of them entering the bathtub.
She sat down and continued to wait.
Intentionally or unintentionally, I took a piece of dim sum and ate it.
The underworld is so boring.
Although the signal has been connected, she can pass the traffic, but she doesn't have much traffic, there is no WF in the underworld, and there is no place to go.
Especially now when she is waiting for someone, she can only sit outside the courtyard and look at the scenery, let her do needlework, don't joke, just show it off.
She didn't even know what the hell it was.
Not to mention others.
"Forget it, I'll take it to the ghost market to Taobao in a while.
Maybe I'll be able to settle the auction in the capital. ” Although the imagination is beautiful, the reality is.
"Jingle Bell" Hearing this voice, Chu Yao was startled.
What the hell, her phone ringtone, when did it change.
Also jingle bells Such a crisp voice, who changed it for her.
She reluctantly took out her phone and looked at the phone number displayed on it.
"Hmm" Grandpa called her at this time, could it be that something had changed.
Chu Yao picked it up.
"Hey" As soon as she spoke, she heard the old man's voice.
"Yaoyao, where are you now, are you still in the underworld?"
Chu Yao looked at her phone inexplicably for a while, of course she was in the underworld, and she planned to stay for a few more days to accompany Mo Wuchen.
"Yes, I'm in the underworld, is something wrong with my grandfather"""",
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