No matter how much he hated him, he was still Yun Ting's father. If Lin Mumu completely ignored him today, it would be easy for people to gossip about Yun Ting in the future.
Besides, Qiao Hui doted on her son the most. Yun Jianguo had grabbed her soft spot, causing a ruckus here. If Lin Mumu didn't come forward today, Qiao Hui would have no choice but to come forward herself. Once Qiao Hui showed up, Yun Jianguo would continue to pester her. It was hard to say if they could even get a divorce.
Therefore, Lin Mumu was also forcing a duck onto a perch, and even if she was unhappy, she had to deal with it first.
Moreover, the people of the Wood Wood Ghost Tribe had already thought of a countermeasure.
After all, Yun Jianguo and Lin Mumu weren't very familiar with each other, so he felt embarrassed to act too excessively, so he awkwardly said: "You let Qiao Hui talk to me, I won't go to the hospital."
"You'd better go to the hospital to have a look, in case you catch a cold, it's only you who will feel uncomfortable." Lin Mumu seemed to be very easy to talk to and tried to persuade him.
After hearing Lin Mumu's words, Yun Jianguo also felt cold all over, as if he was really going to catch a cold. He repeatedly sneezed a few times.
Lin Mumu very kindly went into the house and brought Yun Jianguo a cup of hot water, a hot towel, and a big pack of tissues to wipe his nose.
"Thank you." Yun Jianguo felt a little embarrassed. He was an old cadre and a cultured person.
"As juniors, we don't know what's going on with you and Mom, so it's not our place to say anything. I just got married to Yunting this year, and he hasn't told me about his family's situation.
You see, I'm a man who has lived in isolation for eighteen years, how could I understand these things? If you ask me to tell your fortune, it would be easier for me to tell your fortune. "In any case, she had to wait for the car to arrive, so Lin Mumu chatted with Yun Jianguo with an innocent little white rabbit face.
Yun Jianguo also couldn't keep his face straight. What Lin Mumu said was the truth. Regarding Yun Ting's matter, even if Yun Jianguo didn't ask about it himself, Yun Ruoshan would come back every day and talk about it.
Including when Yun Ting got married, and what kind of wife he married, they all added oil and vinegar to make it seem very mysterious.
"You, you can communicate with ghosts and gods?" Yun Jianguo was tongue-tied.
"Shh, you can't talk nonsense like that. Our hearts are devoted to the gods, and ghosts and gods are our friends. "Lin Mumu pretended to be mysterious.
But the more she acted this way, the more Yun Jianguo believed her!
Sometimes, the more curious people were about supernatural beings, the more they believed in them, and the more they feared them.
Previously, in order to slander Lin Mumu, Yun Ruoshan often added oil and vinegar to the story about how Lin Mumu was a witch and how she could attract ghosts.
Yun Ruoshan also personally tested the poison and was possessed by Lin Mumu. She almost went crazy. He had to settle this matter himself.
Yun Jianguo suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, as if a water ghost was crawling on his back.
In fact, it was because he was being chilled by the cold water ~ His heart was scared to the point that his hands were trembling, and he couldn't even hold the water steadily. He wanted to take a look at Lin Mumu, but he was too scared to look.
Lin Mumu felt that the time was right, so she gave the little thing guarding the door a meaningful look.
The next moment, Yun Jianguo received the biggest shock of his life!
A black silhouette that looked like a black cat pounced at him.
Then, Yun Jianguo fainted from fright.
The shadow jumped up and down, stepped on Yun Jianguo's shoulder, and jumped into Lin Mumu's arms.
Lin Mumu didn't expect it to be so easily frightened. She patted its small head and then helped it take off its hat.
The one who scared people was naturally the steamed bun.
Inside the steamed bun's small clothes, there was also a small black style that Lin Mumu bought. It was the kind that came with a hat, but the hat was a bit big. A few days ago, classmate Lin Tianlang, who loved steamed bun as much as his life, had nothing better to do, so he personally changed the size of the steamed bun!
Now that the steamed bun was wearing this small black velvet clothes and a small black hat, it really looked like a black cat.
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