61, sixty-one(2/2)
Chu Zhaozhao: "Hello, aunt."
Another embarrassment.
Mu Jiyun took Chu Zhaozhao into the scene, Qi Qingshu and Mu Jize sat on the sofa, and they both looked at Chu Zhaozhao at the same time.
"This is my grandfather." Mu Jiyun said, "This is my brother."
Chu Zhaozhao shouted one by one, and sat down with Mu Jiyun. Chu Mingming wanted to sit next to her, but then he thought about it and sat next to Qi Hong.
Qi Hong looked at Chu Mingming, and her eyes loosened a little again.
As a strong woman in the eyes of outsiders, in front of Chu Mingming, she was the one who was about to be defeated.
Mu Jize looked at Chu Zhaozhao with a smile and said, "Zhaozhao?"
Chu Zhaozhao didn't expect his call to be so kind, and he was stunned for a moment before nodding.
"Before I had time to formally thank you." Mu Jize suddenly stood up and bowed to Chu Zhaozhao, "Thank you, and thank you family."
Chu Zhaozhao immediately stood up and looked at Mu Jize cramply, "I..."
Mu Jize looked up at her, smiled, and bent down again, "Grandpa's body remains unchanged, I will thank him like you."
At the same time, Qi Qingshu also looked at her, "If I hadn't been discharged from the hospital, I would have come to thank me in person."
Chu Zhaozhao's mood was a little complicated at this moment. She didn't expect that this family was completely opposite to Qi Hong's attitude, so she didn't know how to respond.
Mu Jiyun stood up, pressed Mu Jize's shoulder and pressed him down, "You scared us Zhaozhao. It's better to make a huge sum of money than to say so much."
Chu Zhaozhao suddenly looked at Mu Jiyun, what was he saying?
Mu Jiyun smiled, "Just make a joke, liven up the atmosphere."
Chu Zhaozhao: “…”
But Mu Jize nodded seriously, "I think only a huge sum of money can express my gratitude."
"Don't!" Chu Zhaozhao said, "It's really not necessary."
"Do you really think so?" Mu Jiyun said to his brother, "Then call me to get in, it's convenient."
Mu Jize sneered, "What's the matter with you? You're not finished talking about it here."
The atmosphere of the people at this table is relatively harmonious, and Qi Hong on the side looks like an outsider.
"Belle." She suddenly said, "Belle, it's time to take medicine."
After a few seconds, Chu Mingming realized that he was calling her.
She took the water cup, took the medicine, Qi Hong coughed and said, "Let's have a meal."
The dining table was already filled with steaming dishes.
Chu Zhaozhao and Chu Mingming sat face to face, while Qi Hong sat next to Chu Mingming.
She picked up the chopsticks and picked up a bowl of vegetables for Chu Mingming. Chu Mingming whispered "Thank you" and then quietly moved the vegetables aside.
Chu Zhaozhao saw this action, and she almost subconsciously said: "It is obvious that you can't be picky about food."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Hong's hand, who was picking up food, stopped.
She looked at Chu Zhaozhao, and after a moment, she lowered her eyes and said to Chu Mingming: "Listen to my sister, don't be picky about food."
Chapter completed!