Mo Chen had no idea Shen Yao secretly called him a child. If he knew, he would surely sulk again.
Ever since he got together with Shen Yao, he hated it when people brought up his age.
Especially some of the elderly ladies from the village.
These ladies meant no harm; they simply spoke without thinking, saying whatever came to mind, not understanding the concept of gossip.
So, after they learned that Shen Yao, a woman who had two children before marriage, had found a younger boyfriend, the whispers and backbiting were incessant.
Shen Yao didn't pay much attention to those who gossiped. After all, she wasn't a young girl in her early twenties who was naive to the world's wickedness.
But Mo Chen was different. No matter how mature and steady he appeared, he couldn't stand being told he was young, immature, uncaring, or unstable.
In short, anything that involved Shen Yao was unacceptable!
Towards the end of the first lunar month, Grandpa Mo, Dad Jiang, and others also gradually left the Shen residence.
They had stayed at Shen's for quite some time, and it was time for them to return home.
Dad Jiang and Mom Jiang were now convinced that their daughter would not be mistreated.
Their immediate priority was to return and manage their family business properly, preparing a good family foundation for their unborn grandchild.
Grandpa Mo and the old butler also needed to return to the capital. There were many things they needed to attend to once they were back.
Mo Chen also returned to the capital with his two grandfathers. It was the beginning of the year, and many plans required the presence of Mo Chen, the person in charge.
It was unavoidable, so he had to go back.
As for Mo Xuan and Xiao Jun? After the Lantern Festival, they returned to school.
It could be said that the two had signed with an entertainment company, but no matter what, they were still freshmen.
"Yaoyao, has Mo Xuan told you when it's scheduled to be released?" Shen's mother was holding a crochet hook, making a beautiful tiger-head hat for the two little ones.
The twins were now five months old and could sit up on their own for a short while without support.
The tiger-head hat Shen's mother was making was for them to wear when they turned one year old.
Although Shen Yao said there were still several months before their first birthday and no need to prepare now,
Shen's mother just couldn't sit idle. There were many things at home that didn't require her effort. When her eldest son and daughter-in-law went to work, she could help take care of her eldest grandson.
However, after the Chinese New Year, her eldest grandson enrolled in kindergarten.
Her son and daughter-in-law were busy with their own businesses, so for convenience, the couple had moved to the county town.
Moreover, the task of picking up and dropping off their eldest grandson was directly handed over to the daughter-in-law's parents, Ning Zhiyong and Mei Shulan.
Even though Shen's mother said she could help, the eldest grandson's maternal grandparents also stated that they were still young and could help take care of a child.
On the contrary, Shen's mother had a lot of things at home that occasionally required help. Her daughter truly had twins, so she should really stay and assist.
Thus, Shen's mother's current task was to look after the two little ones.
"It should be soon. Mo Xuan said that the procedures and processes are all done, and they just need to pick a good date for broadcast."
Shen Yao said, her voice filled with unconcealed relief.
She had never imagined that her "rascal eldest son," who always liked to cause trouble, would one day become a big star.
But it was good this way. Being a star meant constantly paying attention to one's image, demeanor, and habits, which was a form of restraint.
Someone like him needed to be bound by various rules and regulations!
"That's great. Then I'll be able to see him on TV. I think Xiao Xuan is a very nice child, not as you say... 'naughty'."
The last two words were the best Shen's mother could come up with when she couldn't find a better adjective.
Shen Yao: ...
She didn't want to speak, and she couldn't refute Shen's mother. After all, Mo Xuan was someone she had raised. Saying harsh words would indirectly mean that her own upbringing was insufficient.
Shen Yao considered it a losing proposition to slap her own face, and she wouldn't do it!
As the saying goes, don't speak ill of people in broad daylight, and don't talk about ghosts and gods at night.
Some people are indeed just like that. As the conversation between mother and daughter shifted away from Mo Xuan, Shen Yao's phone rang.
The caller ID read "Silly Son."
Shen Yao looked at the three words flashing on the screen, feeling quite helpless, but she still answered the phone.
"Hello."
She was a dispassionate answering machine.
"Mom!"
Mo Xuan's tone was very excited!
"Spit it out! Out of allowance again?"
A while ago, she saw a joke online that said: Don't look at how short and stubby children are now; when they grow up, they'll reach out for your money, stretching from the capital to your phone screen! httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
She knew her "silly son" too well. As the saying goes, nothing happens without a reason, and her "silly son" never called without a purpose.
"Mom, I'm earning money myself now. I don't need to ask you for allowance anymore. Besides, don't I give you a monthly living expense? Didn't you receive it?"
Mo Xuan's tone was very uncertain, as he had indeed sent money!
Shen Yao: So, those few hundred yuan that occasionally appear in her Alipay were from him?
This truly couldn't be blamed on Shen Yao. Ever since she won the lottery, she rarely used Alipay. After all, WeChat was more universally used for payments now.
"I'm talking business!"
Shen Yao would never admit that she didn't know he had sent her money; she wasn't that oblivious.
As expected, Mo Xuan was easily tricked, and Shen Yao immediately shifted the topic.
"It's like this, the company signed me up for a variety show. The appearance fee is very high, and they said I only need to eat and drink, without doing any work, so I signed up..."
He rambled on for a long time, until finally, Shen Yao couldn't take it anymore.
"Get to the point!" Shen Yao said through gritted teeth. He was talking for so long without getting to the main issue!
Mo Xuan choked and immediately said, "It's like this, the place the program was originally going to film, due to policy issues, that small mountain village has now been taken over by the government.
All the residents of the entire mountain village have been moved into resettlement housing by the authorities, so they can't film there anymore.
I don't know where he heard it, but he said I know Grandpa, and he wants me to put in a good word with Grandpa to see if our farm-to-table restaurant can be used to record this season's program."