Jiang's mother's expression changed slightly, "It's fake, but why does it look so real to me?"
Jiang Mo also said, "Mom, it's fake. It's made to look real, otherwise why would anyone buy it? Just accept it. It's not valuable at all. It's a gift from Wen Yan."
Jiang's mother looked at the jade bracelet, still not quite believing it.
She asked with some doubt, "Really bought for a few dollars?"
The little milk dumpling nodded, her sweet little voice saying, "Grandma, accept it, bought for a few dollars!"
Since Tangtang said so, this bracelet should have been bought for a few dollars.
"Okay, Wen Yan, Mom will accept this gift. Don't bring any gifts next time, just come."
"Okay."
Jiang's mother finally agreed to accept the gift.
Jiang Mo and Wen Yan exchanged a look, success!
Jiang Yao felt that something was not quite right. No matter how she looked at that bracelet, it seemed like a priceless imperial jade, definitely not fake. Could Mo Mo be conspiring to deceive Mom?
"You guys wait here, Mom is going to check if the ribs are stewed well."
As soon as Jiang's mother left, Jiang Yao couldn't wait to ask, "Mo Mo, is that jade bracelet real? Are you guys conspiring to deceive Mom? Are you afraid she won't accept it, so you said it was a roadside stall for a few dollars?"
Jiang Mo coughed a few times, "Sister, you saw through it?"
"That jade looks valuable at first glance, I can still tell. You guys are deceiving Mom like this."
"Isn't it because I'm afraid Mom won't accept it? So I..." Jiang Mo stopped talking.
"Alright, alright, I know you guys mean well, I won't tell. Don't worry.
Goddess Wen Yan, can you give me an autograph? I've been following you for several years."
Jiang Yao moved closer to Wen Yan and handed her the notebook.
"Of course."
Wen Yan picked up the pen and wrote her name, grand and unrestrained.
Jiang Yao laughed happily.
An autograph!
She has the goddess's autograph!!
And the goddess is about to become her sister-in-law. Is there anything in the world more joyful than this?!
Of course not.
"Autograph."
The little milk dumpling grabbed at her aunt's notebook, wanting to see her mother's autograph too.
"Pretty, right?"
The little one opened her small mouth and nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "Mommy write, pretty."
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Jiang Yao froze for a moment, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Wen Yan and Little Tangtang, "Mommy?"
Wen Yan nodded, "Yes, I am Tangtang's mother."
"Wasn't Tangtang picked up by Mo Mo? You also treat her like your own daughter, that's great." Jiang Yao revealed a look of relief.
It's good that Tangtang, who is so pitiful, has parents.
Wen Yan said again, "Tangtang is my biological daughter."
Jiang Yao suddenly covered her chest, "What? Biological daughter, you already have a daughter, when did this happen!!"
Her goddess actually has a daughter, impossible, absolutely impossible.
Which damned person is it? Don't let her know who it is!
"It was an accident, but Tangtang is very well-behaved."
Wen Yan rubbed the baby's small head.
"Tangtang good."
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Jiang Mo was slightly stunned, "Sister, I... I only met Wen Yan half a year ago, how could I have such a big daughter."
"Why does Tangtang look so much like you? It's like they were carved from the same mold?"
Jiang Yao touched her chin and muttered, "Could this be what they call fate? You and Tangtang are very destined?"
"I guess so."
Jiang Mo picked up Tangtang and touched her soft little hand, "Tangtang just looks like me."
"Tangtang like Papa."
(´つヮ⊂︎)
She likes Papa the most!
As they were talking, Jiang's mother came out of the kitchen, holding two plates in her hands.
"The food is ready, let's prepare to eat. Today I made sweet and sour ribs, which Mo Mo likes to eat the most. I don't know what Wen Yan likes to eat, so I made crispy pork for you, and shrimp for Little Tangtang."
"Thank you, Mom."
"Thank you, Grandma?"
(ฅ＞ω＜*ฅ)
"It's good that Tangtang likes it."
Jiang Mo stood up, "Mom, I'll go get the rice!"
"I'll help too."
Wen Yan also stood up, and Little Tangtang followed her parents' example, "Tangtang, help!"
She's already three years old, she's a big baby, she can help!
Jiang Mo rubbed the baby's head and said softly, "Tangtang, you're still small, just sit there and wait."
"Okay."
The baby obediently sat on the sofa, waiting for food.
The table was full of plates, all kinds of meat, seafood, and stir-fries.
Tangtang smelled the aroma and her saliva was about to flow out.
"More! Grandma make more!"
Jiang's mother asked, "Today Grandma made so many delicious things for Tangtang, does Tangtang like them?"
"Like!"
The little one opened her arms. She likes all the food Grandma makes!
Jiang Mo wiped her daughter's saliva and chuckled helplessly, "Little glutton, your saliva is drooling, you'll wet Grandma's floor in a bit."
The little milk dumpling shook her head, "Tangtang no drool."
It's just because Grandma's food is too fragrant, that's why she couldn't help it.
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Jiang Mo was simply charmed to death by her daughter. She peeled a shrimp for the little one and put it in her small mouth.
Tangtang's cheeks were bulging as she ate, shaking her head and saying, "Delicious."
"If it's delicious, eat more, these are all for Tangtang to eat."
"Thank you, Grandma."
Jiang's mother's heart was blooming with joy. She already regarded Little Tangtang as her own biological daughter, well-behaved, cute, and sensible, and she looks so much like their Mo.
"Mo Mo, you also eat. I'll feed Tangtang, the sweet and sour ribs will get cold in a bit."
"Okay."
Jiang Mo picked up a small rib and gave it to Wen Yan first, "Try my mom's cooking, this is what I liked to eat the most when I was little."
"Most like to eat?"
Wen Yan tasted it, "Not bad."
"Not bad, right? Especially delicious."
Jiang Mo ate with relish.
"It's still the same taste as before, very delicious, Mom, your cooking is really getting better and better."
"Eat more if it's delicious, you look thinner lately." Jiang's mother continued to pick up food for Jiang Mo.
Jiang Mo silently glanced at the woman next to him. She has to exploit him every night, how can he not be thin?!
Wen Yan lowered her eyes guiltily, "Mo Mo, eat properly, don't be a picky eater."
"What?"
Jiang Mo was stunned for a moment, a picky eater? He has never been a picky eater!
Jiang's mother suddenly realized, "No wonder Mo Mo is getting thinner and thinner now, so it's because he's a picky eater. That's not a good habit, I remember you didn't used to be a picky eater when you were little."
Jiang Mo was simply unable to defend himself.
This Wen Yan, is too much!
"Mo Mo, you can't be a picky eater in the future, you have to eat properly."
Wen Yan nodded seriously, "Yes, eat properly."
"Mom, I'm really not a picky eater, the reason I'm thin is..." Jiang Mo stopped talking.
It's clearly because this woman exploits him every night, which is why he's so thin!!!
