บท 768: His Plans

Hmm?

For a moment, both mother and son looked at him.

Mo Boyuan was calm:

"Mo Zhining, shouldn't you send some to your Brother Shitou's house first? He sent something to us last night!

We need to be grateful;

We also need to return the favor many times more. You should have learned this, right?"

The little boy seemed to have finally remembered his Brother Shitou:

"Dad, can we send it later?"

He was so hungry right now that his stomach was rumbling loudly.

"No, go now."

"Okay."

He originally wanted to let his son bring a plate over, but Jiang Tingxu stopped him:

"Use a clean bag and bring it there."

What if it spilled?

Since his wife had already spoken, Mo Boyuan naturally would not refuse:

"Alright, I'll listen to you, honey."

Before he could pack it properly, the little boy was urged by his father:

"Mo Zhining, hurry up."