"You like to eat boiled eggs. These eggs are delicious." Mo Qijue said softly.

"I mean, why are you so loving? I thought you... "Tong jiumo didn't expect that the man she married was such a man.

There is a warm heart under the loving and indifferent appearance.

Still close to the people?

This is totally inconsistent with the high and cold temperament he has been passing to her.

"What do you think I am?" Mo Qijue stopped and looked at her and asked.

Tong jiumo's small face was stared at by his deep eyes and blushed with embarrassment.

"I thought you were an impersonal man." Tong jiumo said.

I thought he was just good to his family and indifferent to outsiders. Who knows he is so loving to outsiders.

He didn't pretend to show her this kind of kindness.

She thinks that even if the vegetable market is clean, it is a little dirty, and she has a cleanliness habit. She has to look down when walking to avoid stepping on the puddle.

And the seventh Lord of Mo, a noble young master, will have less cleanliness than her?

However, he did not pay attention to these details, but it was very natural.

It seems that I have been to this kind of vegetable market thousands of times.

"I'm really indifferent to other women, but of course I should be warm to my wife. It's not easy for these old people to live all their life. When they are old, they have to take some small dishes to make up for their family. They don't want to involve their children. It's quite distressing."

As he walked, Mo Qijue said, "every time I see these old people coming out to make money, I will think of if my grandparents come out to set up a stall on the street, will there also be kind people to buy their things and let them close the stall and go home early?"

Hearing the speech, Tong jiumo felt unrealistic and said, "even if my grandparents come out to set up a stall, I think I will quarrel with customers according to my grandfather's personality."

Mo Qijue raised his lips and asked with a smile, "why?"

Tong jiumo looked at Mo Qijue seriously and said, "I told you not to tell Grandpa."

"Yes." Mo Qijue nodded seriously. How could he betray his wife?

"Grandpa, if he sees someone pay for him like you, he will kill you. Grandpa has so strong self-esteem." Tong jiumo said and suddenly cried.

My heart is very depressed.

Seeing this, Mo Qijue stopped and hurriedly held her small face and asked in a frozen voice, "Why are you crying again?"

Tong jiumo shriveled his mouth and said, "I think these old people are actually very poor. They have to go out to support their families at such an old age. Even if they are idle at home and have nothing to do to make a living, I also think they are so hard. They should have enjoyed a happy age, but they have to run around and work hard..."

"I think of my mother. She wants to raise her son but doesn't want to be close. She left me before I can make money. I don't want to be filial to her, let alone grow old with my mother..."

Tong jiumo said more and more. Tears kept falling down like a faucet that burst a water pipe.

"Stop crying. Mom will be glad to know that you have this filial piety." Mo Qijue raised his hand and gently wiped the tears on her cheeks, leaned over and kissed them dry.

"Mo Qijue, what if I'm old and want to set up a stall?" Tong jiumo looked at him wrongly and asked. For a moment, tears burst out again.

"Silly girl, if so, I'll take charge of the cart, and then you just sit aside and collect the money." Mo Qijue pinched her little face and hugged her in his arms. He said in a dumb voice, "that husband, I have to work hard to make money. In order not to let my wife go out to set up a stall when she is old."

PS: ask for a monthly ticket~