Sun Ze asked him: "Dad, who is the foundation building?"

Sun Yi shook his head, "I haven't seen it yet."

Sun Ze was dissatisfied, "If we didn't build the foundation, we wouldn't have been in vain. You are still so humble, so they deserve it?"

"Say less of such unsavvy words!" Sun Yi frowned and scolded, "What's wrong with a real man being able to bend and stretch, and whispering in a low voice?"

The living room of the Sun family is decorated magnificently.

Sun Yi sat down, and a beautiful maid came forward to serve tea. Sun Yi drank a sip of tea, thought for a moment, and then slowly said:

"Even among these monks, even if there is no foundation building, their identity will not be unusual..."

Sun Ze's eyes moved away from the maid's waist nostalgic, and nodded and responded:

"That's right, the old man who drove the car, the majestic young man, and the handsome little girl, all have a very unusual temperament..."

"And the one named Zhuang, who looks like a fairy-like man, is either a real master or a real big liar..."

Sun Ze counted it, but only missed the ink painting.

The ink painting looks a little more well-behaved, and it doesn't even catch Sun Ze's eyes.

"Dad." Sun Ze leaned forward and whispered:

"What will we do next?"

Sun Yi raised his eyebrows, put down the teacup, and said slowly:

"Observe for a few days. If you can't afford to offend, we treat each other with courtesy..."

"What if we can afford it?"

Sun Yi looked at Sun Ze with a faint look, "...then we should also treat it well."

Sun Ze also smiled.

...

The Sun family prepared two large rooms for Mo Hua and the others.

One room is Mr. Zhuang and Kuai Lao, and the other room is for Mo Hua to live in three children.

Although it is a large guest room, it is also exquisitely arranged, with porcelain and screens, burning sandalwood and storing cigarettes.

There are five or six beds side by side, with blankets on them, soft.

Bai Zixi meditated gracefully and quietly.

The two men of Mo Hua lay on the bed and whispered.

"That person with the surname Sun doesn't look like a good person."

"Which surname is Sun?"

"Who else has the surname Sun?"

"A father, a son..."

"Neither like good people."

"That's right, I laughed too much."

"Smile but not smile."

"I'm so enthusiastic, I have a ulterior motive."

"Showing attentiveness if you have nothing to do..."

...

The two of them muttered that Bai Zixi had no way to practice, so they could only open their autumn water-like eyes and look at them helplessly.

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Chapter completed!