Mo Chongyan ignored Mo chongchen, just went to one side, put down the two children, and then said in a low voice:

"not everyone can hold you, for fear of being caught and sold by traffickers."

Mo Han immediately understood the meaning of the words, but Mo Jing didn't understand it. He blinked and looked at Mo Chongyan in bewilderment, saying:

"but Dad, uncle is not a human dealer. He is Dad's younger brother and our uncle. He won't sell him with his brother."

After a pause, as if suddenly thinking of something, Mo Jing said: "and Dad, uncle can like brother with quiet, is certainly will not sell us. "

for his lovely daughter, Mo Chongyan has no way at all.

She sighed, hoping that she could be so naive all the time, and that she could understand the danger in this society.

"Well, no matter whether he's a human trafficker or not, you can't let strangers hold you. Do you know?"

Mohan nodded his head honestly. Although he was a little younger, he could feel that the war without gunpowder between them had opened fire.

Mo Jing is stubborn said: "Dad, uncle is not a stranger, uncle can't hold quiet?"

As soon as Mo Chongyan wanted to say something, he heard that Mo chongchen had already opened his mouth and said:

"how can it be that my uncle likes silence so much, so he naturally wants to be quiet. Why can't he hold silence?"

Mo chongchen said that he had come to them, reached over Mo Jing, looked at Mo Chongyan, and said provocatively:

"Liu Qingwen said that we are a family, Yutong, don't you think so?"

Mo chongchen directly ran the hot potato to tan Yutong.

The nameless Tan Yutong has no choice, but he still stands up, goes to Mo Chongyan's side, takes his arm, and whispers:

"Chongyan, if chongchen is found by his mother, our family is rarely reunited. Is there anything we can't calm down and talk about?"

Mo Chongyan stretched out his hand to take Mo Chongyan's waist, full of the appearance of declaring his sovereignty.

"There's nothing that can't be said well. I just remember that before, no matter what I said, chongchen didn't want to come back. No, seeing him at home, he felt a little bit surprised."

After all, it's Mohist school, and it's Mo Chongyan's own territory, so he doesn't think it's important for Mo chongchen to exist.

Holding Tan Yutong and Mohan, he went to the living room.

Liu Qingwen is still sitting there, clearly heard the dispute between their brothers, but it seems not to hear the general, just sipping lips, nothing to say.

Knowing that Liu Qingwen was not in a good mood, Tan Yutong turned his head to Mo Chongyan's ear and said in a voice that only two people could hear:

"Mom doesn't know what's going on. After she came back with chongchen, she has been like this all the time. If you have any problems, just speak well and slowly, and don't stimulate her any more."

Mo Chongyan pursed his lips without saying anything. He knew that every time he saw Mo chongchen, Liu Qingwen would recall the past.

Mo Chongyan didn't care about anything before. He just thought it was Liu Qingwen's guilt for Liu Qinghuan. That's why he hoped Mo chongchen could come back to make up for him.