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Chapter 593

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Gu Qingyao's eyes lit up. "That's right! If I buy it from outside, no one will be watching me. Hahahaha! "

Mo Beihan shook his head. This little money-grubber!

After settling the matter, Gu Qingyao saw that it was about time, so she took the train to the capital.

As for Mo Beihan, he returned to the provincial capital.

He did not send Gu Qingyao because he still had things to do.

When Yaoyao was really going abroad, he would go to the capital to send her off.

In the past, he was not in a hurry to return to the Mo family because Yaoyao was here and he wanted to spend a few years with her. Now that Yaoyao was leaving, there was no point for him to stay here.

After arranging the work here, he sent a message to Old Master Mo that he was going to the capital.

Grandpa Mo and Grandma Mo, who were far away in the capital, could not believe their eyes when they received the news. They did not expect their grandson to come to the capital in advance!

"Hahahaha! This is good! This is good! Hahahaha! "Old Master Mo laughed happily.

Grandma Mo was also beaming with joy. Although her grandson's wedding was postponed, he was going to return to the Mo family. She was so happy that she couldn't sleep when she thought about how she still had a few great-grandsons and how the house would soon be full of babies.

"He's finally coming! I can't wait any longer. I didn't expect this! I thought it would take a long time just to wait for Beihan to come! How long has it been? He's going to bring all the children back. This is great! "

Grandma Mo walked around the study happily. "What do you think the children will like? I'll prepare a room for them now. I also have to prepare clothes and shoes for them. These children are not young anymore. They are all in school. Ah, I have to arrange a school for them. This is a big deal! "

Grandma Mo thought for a while and said, "These are all half-grown children. If they eat, the expenses at home will increase. With so many people eating every day, do we need to hire more people in the kitchen?"

"And their pocket money. How much do you think we should give each of them? In the past, the children at home already had pocket money. Now that they are here, although they are also our children, they have suffered so much since they were young. We have to compensate them, don't you think so? "

"Mumu is still so young. Ah, actually, the children are not that old. They were not well taken care of in the countryside. Now that they are here, they have to nourish their bodies. It's not too late to take care of them now that they are not fully grown. Otherwise, it will be too late when they grow up in two years!"

Grandma Mo rambled on, and Grandpa Mo felt helpless. "Hey, calm down. The children are already so big. They lived well in the countryside. Now that they're here, do you have to worry that they won't have a good life?"

"It's a place to live! . there are still rooms are empty rooms.. . Prepare two rooms for them. It doesn't have to be too crowded. Anyway, we have rooms. The older children need their own space. The younger children can't sleep on the upper and lower bunks. Mumu is so small. What if she falls when she climbs up and down? "

"These children are all studying. Remember to arrange a desk. One for each of them. It has to be big enough. Also, arrange their wardrobes and shoe cabinets."

"Then it's Beihan. He has to live in the big room. Prepare the master bedroom on the second floor for him. Get new furniture. Hurry up and do it now. When he comes, it will be ready to move in. Get the best things. Otherwise, outsiders will think that he is from the countryside and that we are bullying him because we don't value him!"

"And, and …"

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