After choosing his clothes, he carefully shaved off his stubble, meticulously washed his face, and finally headed downstairs.
When he reached the ground floor, Mr. and Mrs. Mo were sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. "Old Six, you're up! I was just about to wake you," they said.
"Mom, Dad, have you eaten yet?"
"Your dad and I already ate. We left breakfast for you on the table. The quicker you consume it, the sooner you can go pick up your bride."
"Okay." Mo Qishen picked up a meat bun, saying, "I'm leaving now."
After Mo Qishen left, Mrs. Mo fell into a state of anxiety.
"Husband, do I look good in this outfit? Is it acceptable?" In anticipation of meeting her future daughter-in-law, Mrs. Mo was dressed exceptionally formal today.
Mr. Mo, without lifting his gaze from the newspaper, said, "The young lady is dating Old Six, what's the use of you looking good?"
Mrs. Mo replied, "I want to make a good impression on her!"
Mo Qishen cycled to the Ni family's courtyard.