"What? Murong dog egg, I can't even stay back in my own room now if I want to?" When Mrs. Murong was powerful, Murong Fu was immediately supple like a little Mianyang, although today's face is lost, but his daughter-in-law can be good, he is also happy.

Said disgraced and just froze before he started to open the door to notify people to come in and help move things.

Seeing that he was still performing well and not angry, Mrs. Murong also did not show him a critical sneer little eyes, after all, it is his own man ah, stupid on stupid, as long as the daughter is still alive and back, she is also too lazy to generalize with him.

Darkly, she glanced quietly at her daughter.

It's just a shame that the face isn't as high as it used to be.

Murong Fu did not know that he was lucky to pass another hurdle, which helped his wife from the hospital bed to the outside, he realized that he is really quite a jerk, when, his daughter-in-law are thin like this, light, as if at any time will be blown away by the wind in general.

A wave of acidity spread through the pain, and he couldn't help but sniffle, forcing himself to keep the tears down.

How could he, a big man, shed tears!

No hard no hard, her ladyship is willing to move out of this attic that is willing to treat, maybe then wait for her daughter to get married, she will completely recover it!

He thought beautifully.

But I didn't want to be surprised that I could be stopped in my own home.

Those doctors and nurses, although he invited people, but were Tang Zhaodi and Murong Zhe to buy, at first thought Murong Fu just led people out for air, after all, the guests in, they are not good to say anything, if it is to stop in front of the guests, that other people value may not think, but also think it is their Murong family do not know how to be courteous, and plainly call people suspicion.

But with those special flowers gone from the hallway and the clanking of furniture being moved downstairs, that's when they realized it wasn't good.

"Sir, where are you taking madam? She's a sick person, she can't be stimulated, it's just that you've found so many to see her, but you want to take her away? Isn't this killing her?" Mrs. Murong's bedside doctor said with a serious and angry face, as if Murong Fu had done something bad.

Murong Fu hesitated a little when he heard him.

He subconsciously glanced at his wife.

"Doggie, do you not want to live?"

Mrs. Murong's voice was soft, but it was enough for Murong Fu to hear clearly.

Don't want to?

Would he dare?

"You're a doctor?" Zhuang Mo Mo also spoke up, "I wonder what the diagnosis you gave Mrs. Murong is? Whatever it is, it doesn't seem like it needs to be filled with wooden chrysanthemums both in her hospital room and in the corridor, right?"

"Don't say you don't know the medicinal properties of wood chrysanthemum, when the doctor herbalism are not memorized you when a doctor?" Zhuang Mo Mo's words can be said to be very nonchalant, but also enough to remind Murong Fu, this doctor is a problem!

"I ..."

That doctor stammered. Can he say he really doesn't know?

He's just following orders. The flowers are for Missy's teeth.

Seeing how he was stumped, what else did Murong Fu not understand! His face was dark and painful!

Okay!

No wonder her daughter-in-law scolded him. This doctor is a pitiful one.

"What are you waiting for! Go and arrest him for me and interrogate him properly, dare to harm people, eat the bear heart and leopard gall!" Murong Fu coldly rushed behind him and soon, a few hans rushed over to catch the man.

That doctor was still not willing to do so, and was saying that he was wrongly accused.

Chantelle was greatly offended by the raucousness and gave Tony a look.

Tony understood, and stepped forward with a lift of his hand, gently dropping something in his mouth, and then he saw the doctor fall straight down as if he'd been struck with a muffler.

"He's ..."

"What did you give him to eat?" Muyoung asked.

Tony spreads his palm out and on it is a small flower that still looks a little familiar.

"It's the flower that just moved away, I picked one by the way, this thing is extremely potent, why? Do you want to try it?"

MU, "..."

Thank you, goodbye!

***

It was said to be a move, but it was really nothing more than a move from the third floor to the second floor.

Tang Xiao Xiao and Zhuang Mo Mo also took the opportunity to go in to 'visit' some, and did not find cameras and other things in this room, it seems that the target of that person is only Mrs. Murong, not Murong Fu.

Or maybe, Murong Fu is still useful at the moment and doesn't need to die yet.

After settling down Mrs. Murong, Zhuang Mo Mo and Tang Xiao Xiao took the initiative to leave.

They've done enough for today, all that's left is to lure the snakes out of their holes.

On her way out Tang Xiao Xiao glanced next door.

It was the place where he had lived for over a decade.

The thought of being occupied by an impostor nowadays made her feel uncomfortable.

Coldly, she shook her head at Chuang Muoi.

"Here, ah, bad feng shui."

"What makes you say that?" Qian Ling Yu and Murong Fu both looked over.

"Easy on the demons."

"Shovel it early."

After she finished speaking, she stopped opening her mouth to speak, and ended up with a superior posture.

Mulberry froze for a full minute or so before pinching herself.

But aside from feeling like he was having a bad year, he couldn't do anything about his guests.

Behind him, Qian Lingyue was looking at the small building thoughtfully, if he remembered correctly, back then when this building was first built there was also something wrong, saying that there was something dirty underneath, and there were strange footsteps at night.

At that time, Murong Xiao also said she didn't like this place and wanted to shovel it and rebuild it, but unfortunately her father stopped her.

Different people, same words ...

Qian Lingyue secretly shook her head.

It's a coincidence, isn't it?

Don Tiny is Don Tiny, not a replacement for anyone.

***

Learning that her daughter-in-law was willing to come out of the attic, Old Mrs. Murong was very happy and licked more than half a bowl of rice for the evening meal.

When the meal was finished and chatted, between words she became more and more fond of Tang Xiao Xiao, not only gave away her bracelet, but also invited Tang Xiao Xiao to come and live in the house, which made Mr. Murong Fu, who had never been favored, feel surprised.

The sour water in his stomach was spreading down his throat.

Seeing that the old lady was an understanding person, Zhuang Mo Mo began to try to pave the way for her friend again.

"Old lady, it is inconvenient to live over here, and isn't it not a good idea to live in your house now that my sister's foster parents are dead?"

"All passed away."

"That's oddly pathetic."

Old Mrs. Murong didn't know what came to mind and was a bit sentimental, so she took the initiative to pull her hand and said, "Then how about this, I'll accept you as a goddaughter? That way you can live in our house for as long as you want."

"Huh?"

Tang Xiao Xiao was a bit dumbfounded.

Didn't Grandma recognize her?

What the hell is a goddaughter? Her father will be furious if he finds out!

She subconsciously looked at Murong Fu, and sure enough, Mr. Murong Fu's lips were wide open, so big that they could be stuffed into an egg.

"What? You don't want to? To tell you the truth, my children's destiny is thin, and my husband died early, since my granddaughter died, there is no one to talk to. What do you think, Fuzzy? I want to recognize Xiao Xiao as my daughter, that is, your sister."

The old lady picked up her teacup and gently took a sip, the afterglow of her eyes was not angry and landed on Murong Fu.

Say ... Say what!

Murong Fu was now beginning to wonder if he had smelled too much wood chrysanthemum.

He's going to have multiple sisters 20+ years younger than him?

His father would be shivering in his grave.

But what does this look from my mother mean? One still had to say yes? How could this be.

The old lady easily did not ask for anything, and was too little to ask for anything.

So even if you refuse, you have to find a valid reason.

He secretly used his afterglow to survey the person sitting next to the old lady, the little girl had red lips and white teeth, her temperament was generous and she was dressed appropriately.

This is the identity of ...

Nor is it right, his mother's own private property are given to his daughter-in-law, daily food and clothing are walking in the middle of the public, the goddaughter is not an adopted daughter, said people trying to find money can not find a reason.

But ...

That's too big of an age difference, isn't it?

He could take it with his teeth, but what about his daughter?

His daughter nowadays is pitiful and cranky, this Tang Xiao Xiao speaks so venomously, and then puts on an elder posture, if the two of them pinch up what can be done? Xiao Xiao is so fragile, her face is broken when she falls ...

"I also quite like Miss Tang, although her name is not the same word as our family Xiaoxiao, but having the same sound is also a kind of fate. I naturally have no objection to you wanting to recognize a godparent, but my son thinks it would be better for you to recognize Miss Tang as your granddaughter, I don't know how old Miss Tang is this year?"

Tang Xiao Xiao reported a string of numbers with a smirk.

"XX year, X month, X date? Why does this sound so familiar!" Murong Fu's natural dullness returned.

The old lady was so angry that she picked up the tea bowl again.

This idiot!

You can't even remember your own daughter's birthday!

Murong Fu was the old lady day eye attack a shrinking neck, said he is really very aggrieved, he did not do it, how his mother and waiting for him, thought, just as the old lady is disgusted with him to do things ink, then hastily called people to prepare gifts and invited a few witnesses.

The brothers of their side family live not far away, and not to adopt a daughter on the ancestral shrine, so they casually came to a few in the family have weight as witnesses, eat a meal, send some meeting gifts, which will be finished.

Murong Fu's cousin Lao Lin is one of them.

He had the best relationship with Murong Fu and loved to tease him the most.

Entering the door and the old lady to meet the salute, he will prepare his own box of jade pendants into the hands of Tang Xiao Xiao.

"Those eyes are rather like those of a younger sibling."

"Good vibes too, much better than my brain-dead niece."

Lao Lin opened his mouth and greatly pleased the girls in the room, after many years to see her cousin uncle who has been very good to her since she was a child, Tang Xiao Xiao is also very happy, a mouthful of an uncle called, and also gave him two jars of his own jam, no sugar, but with sweeteners, special for the elderly.

Old Lin smiled so much that his eyes became crescent moons and kept lamenting that he hadn't met Xiao Xiao earlier, or else he would have introduced his son to her and he could have been a family.

Furious, Murong Fu nearly vomited blood again.

How the hell is this fat and dead!

Obviously he was Tang Xiao Xiao's nominal godfather!

Why don't you have a gift for yourself!

He looked at Tang Xiao Xiao with a sly, acidic look.

But the latter, as if he didn't notice, tilted his head in concern and even asked him if his eyes were uncomfortable.

Is he having trouble with his eyes?

He is not comfortable anywhere!