At this moment, Mo Qishen nodded calmly, "Remember."

Ni Yan: "!!!"

Mo Qishen is their sixth uncle?

Did she hear it wrong?

Ni Yan looked at Mo Qishen with surprise.

He smiled deeply and said, "Yanyan, my cousin Liu Daqiang, you can call him Daqiang or Sanwozi, Sanwozi, this is your sixth aunt."

The old man said respectfully: "Hello Aunt Liu."

Ni Yan swallowed his throat, and the 'Three Was' didn't say it after all, "Hello."

The old man pretended to be elbow and hit the old lady beside him.

After a moment, the old lady reacted and bowed, "Hello Uncle Six, Hello Aunt Six."

"Okay, hello."

Ni Yan had long known that Mo Qishen's seniority is not low in the Mo family, but she didn't know that Mo Qishen's seniority was so high.

Moreover, when these two old men looked at each other, there was no trace of contempt in their eyes, and they were all respect that juniors should have.

A wealthy family is a wealthy family. The kind of abiding by the rules brought from the bones is something that ordinary people cannot imitate.

At this moment, the old man called a middle-aged couple and continued, "Uncle and Aunt Six, Jianhua and his wife, Jianhua Yingzi, this is your sixth grandpa and sixth grandma."

The middle-aged couple immediately said hello, "Hello Grandpa Six and Grandma Six."

Ni Yan raised an awkward and polite smile, "You guys are good too."

Moqishen calmly took out two red envelopes from his pocket and handed them to them.

After the family of four left, Ni Yan looked at Mo Qishen and said, "I didn't expect that you are so senior at home!"

Mo Qishen looked like he had seen the world and said, "What's the matter? Someone called me great-grandfather! But they weren't here today."

Mr. Mo's seniority in the Mo family is not low, and Mo Qishen is the youngest, so his seniority will naturally be even higher.

Ni Yan said: "Then wouldn't I be the grandma?"

Mo Qishen continued, "What do we have to be of high generation? When our daughter is born in the future, they will all be called aunt obediently."

Because Ni Yun is so cute, Mo Qishen especially wants a daughter.

The daughter he and Ni Yan gave birth to must be very cute and beautiful!

"Tsk!" Ni Yan poked Mojishen's arm, "You're so beautiful."

Mo Qishen was a little drunk and reached out to wrap his hand around Ni Yan's shoulder, "Yanyan, I'll want more daughters in the future..."

"Now there is family planning, and each family can only have one child." Ni Yan reminded him.

"Then let's immigrate abroad?" Moqishen said.

"No!" Ni Yan said: "Being a Chinese, death is the soul of the Chinese, and we will never change our nationality."

Ni Yan is inspiring to make a lot of money from foreigners and to win the breath of her skin care industry in China. How could she immigrate?

She is a Chinese, why should she contribute to foreign countries?

That is impossible!

"Okay, if you don't move, I won't move. You will have the final say in the future..." In fact, Mo Qishen did not plan to immigrate, he just said it casually.

"Brother Mo, you have drunk too much, I will help you go upstairs to rest."

"I didn't drink too much."

"Let's go," Ni Yan greeted the others on the dining table, and then helped Mo Qishen walk upstairs.

"Does my aunt need help?" Song Beicheng came over and asked.

Ni Yan held Mojishen's waist with one hand and grabbed Mojishen's hand with the other, "Thank you, no need, I'll do it alone."

"Can you be alone?" Song Beicheng expressed doubts.

Mo Qishen is nearly 1.9 meters tall. Although he is not fat, he is a big man after all. Mo Qishen is really afraid that Ni Yan can't carry him.

Ni Yan smiled and said, "It's a piece of cake."

"I'm sure I don't need to help?"

"Big nephew!" Ni Yan looked up at Song Beicheng, "I'm sure you don't need to help, you can go and play next to you."

Go and play next to you?

Did Ni Yan treat him as a three-year-old child?

Song Beicheng reached out and scratched his head.

While speaking, Ni Yan helped Mo Qishen walk to the entrance of the stairs on the second floor.

Song Beicheng was convinced now. It seems that Ni Yan is really capable!

When Song Beicheng was looking at Ni Yan and Mo Qishen's backs, there was another person watching.

This person is Mo Baichuan.

Mo Baichuan narrowed his eyes, and the expression in his eyes was a little unfair.

He could no longer tell when Ni Yan was pretending and when he was not pretending.

Did Ni Yan feel nothing when she saw her Zhao Jingrong getting engaged?

Did she have to wait until he and Zhao Jingrong get married before she came to grab the marriage?

Mo Baichuan exhaled gently.

Ni Yan took Mo Qishen directly to the third floor room and then poured him a glass of honey water.

"Honey water, hang up."

Moqishen obediently took the cup and drank the honey water in one go.

"Do you still want it?" Ni Yan asked.

"No."

At this moment, Mo Qishen suddenly reached out and hugged Ni Yan and pressed him on the sofa.

Feeling the strangeness of this person, Ni Yan pushed him, "Brother Mo, you're drunk too much."

"Don't move, just let me hug you for a while." Mo Qishen's tone was deep.

After a while, Mo Qishen let go of her, stood up, and walked up to the side.

"Brother Mo, where are you going?"

"Go to the bathroom." Moqishen replied.

"Do you need help?" Ni Yan asked casually.

Hearing this, Mo Qishen paused and looked back at Ni Yan. The deep eyes seemed to have a thick ink that had not been stained, and his tone was low, "Are you sure?"

Only then did Ni Yan realize that his ears were so red that he threw away the cup and walked downstairs, "I'll go downstairs and take a look."

Mo Qishen chuckled and opened the bathroom door. After a while, a sensation of water came from the bathroom.

There are still many guests downstairs.

"Auntie, why did you come down alone? Where is my uncle?" Song Beicheng asked with concern when he saw Ni Yan walking down from the building.

"He is drunk and is lying on the bed now." Ni Yan said.

Song Beicheng nodded, "So that's how it is."

In fact, from just now, Song Beicheng thought it was quite strange. Moqishen used to drink very well, why did he get drunk after drinking a few glasses today?

"Auntie, when are you going to get the job done with my uncle?" Song Beicheng asked.

"What a serious matter?" Ni Yan didn't react for a while.

Mo Baichuan, who happened to be holding a wine glass, heard this.

Judging from Ni Yan's words, she didn't seem to be planning to be with Mo Qishen.

He knew that the reason why Ni Yan was with Mo Qishen was because of him.

In this way, Ni Yan will definitely show her fox tail on the day he and Zhao Jingrong's wedding.

Thinking of this, Mo Baichuan's originally depressed heart suddenly became clear.

"It's just a matter of business with my uncle!" Song Beicheng continued: "What are you planning to hold a wedding with my uncle?"

Ni Yan smiled and said, "You said this, there is no hurry to do this, wait until I graduate."

Ni Yan is only nineteen years old this year, and she doesn't want to enter the palace of marriage so early.

Wait a little longer.

Anyway, men don’t have to have children themselves, so it doesn’t matter if they get married late.
To be continued...