Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress-Chapter 2034 Side Story 22: Full Moon Ceremony

Grandpa came over right after Grandpa and Shiyu left.

Wen Xinya hadn't seen Grampy for a long time. She rushed out happily, held Grampy's arm, and said coquettishly, " &Quot; Grandpa, you haven't come to see me all this time. I've missed you so much. &Quot;

All these years, his grandfather's body had been healthy and strong. The hardships of time had eroded his appearance, but his clear bones had never bent. His straight back exuded a kind of deep and profound aura.

This was her grandfather.

The grandfather that she loved, admired, worshipped, and respected.

Old Mr. Mo's expression softened and he said, " "I'm here to see Jing Xing and also to see how my body is recovering after my confinement."

She was already married and was a first-time mother, but her adoring eyes, coquettish manner, and Wanwan's words were the same as before.

He seemed to be reminded of the little girl who had returned to the Wen family for the first time and was not accepted by the Wen family. She had asked for his protection. After so many years, she had changed a lot. Her young and tender face had become mature. The arrogance between her brows was deep and gentle. There was a faint hostility in her eyes, clear and dense.

The only thing that had not changed was her tenacity.

Wen Xinya pouted and glared at him. She said angrily, " "So Grandpa only came to see me on the way ..."

Ever since little Jing Xing was born, her status had been plummeting.

When the Little Friends opened and closed their mouths, it was Xiao Jingxing.

In order to see Xiao Jing Xing more often, her grandfather ran over here almost every other day.

Every time her grandfather called, he would ask how Xiao Jingxing was doing.

The difference in treatment between before and after pregnancy made Wen Xinya feel a huge psychological gap. Fortunately, that Rascal's charm was not unleashed indiscriminately. At least, si yiyan was immune to him. Otherwise, she would really want to give Xiao Jingxing a good spanking.

A faint smile flashed across old master Mo's eyes as he gently ruffled her hair. &Quot; "How old are you already and you are still jealous of Jing Xing, don't you feel embarrassed?"

He had not seen Jing Xing for a few days and he did miss him a little.

This great-grandson had a quiet personality, but he was rather likable. He could not help but be reminded of the time when yunyao was just born. He also regretted not being able to see Xinya's birth with his own eyes and participate in Xinya's growth, causing Xinya to live a wandering life and suffer a lot. After she returned to the Wen family, she only managed to reach where she was today after putting in so much effort.

Perhaps it was because of the regret in his heart, or perhaps it was the effect of empathy, but he always wanted to put more attention on Jing Xing, pay attention to his growth and personally participate in his growth process.

Wen Xinya shook Grampy's arm and said coquettishly, " "No matter how old I am, I will always be your granddaughter. Grandpa, you can't stop liking me after you have Jingxing."

Grandpa's personality was indifferent but he paid great attention to Jing Xing, which made her very jealous.

Old master mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. &Quot; you're jealous of your own son and you're still acting so righteous. You've really made a name for yourself. &Quot;

Previously, she had complained to him that ninth si didn't want to carry a son, and her words were full of ninth SI's Black-bellied and narrow-minded nature.

Now, it was his turn.

As expected, they were not of the same family. This couple was obviously of the same caliber.

Wen Xinya shook Grampy's arm and said coquettishly, " &Quot; I'm not going to fight for favor with a child. I'm clearly defending my sovereignty. &Quot;

Although Jing Xing's surname was mo, but in terms of bloodline, she was the closest person to her grandfather.

"You're talking nonsense again," Old Mr. Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't want to bother with her unreasonable tantrum.

However, Wen Xinya did not relent. &Quot; Grampy, Alright, alright! &Quot; she said.

Old Mr. Mo was getting annoyed by her pestering and could only say, " &Quot; come on, don't act like a good girl in front of me. You're already a mother, but you're still acting like a child. &Quot;

Even though he was reproaching her, his tone was full of love.

Wen Xinya stuck her tongue out at Grampy playfully.

The two of them went to see Jing Xing together.

The nanny had just coaxed little Jing Xing to sleep, and her chubby little face was red. Other than being calm, there was another kind of cuteness. Old master Mo's thin heart melted and he could not help but hold little Jing Xing in his arms.

Xiao Jing Xing gave his great-grandfather face. After being held in his grandfather's arms, he woke up. His big black eyes were bright and sparkly as he stared at old master mo and smiled.

The grandfather-grandson pair stared at each other, their silence was better than words.

Xiao Jing Xing had just turned one month old and did not know how to speak or communicate.

On the other hand, old Mr. Mo simply did not know how to communicate with such a big child.

The atmosphere was solemn and heavy.

Wen Xinya burst into laughter and said, " "Grandpa, Jing Xing is the same as when I was pregnant with him. He really likes to smell old Mo's scent."

Xiao Jingxing was easy to take care of. Most of the time when he was awake, he would be by her side. When she touched the ink, Xiao Jingxing could be quiet for an hour or two.

After old master mo heard this, he carried Jing Xing to the study and placed him in the cradle.

Wen Xinya couldn't help but cover her mouth and snickered. Grampy really didn't know how to get along with children. He obviously doted on Jingxing, but it felt very stiff.

"Grandpa, I'll help you grind the ink." When Wen Xinya took over the task of grinding the ink, it was as if she was reminded of the time when she first returned to the Wen family and stayed at the mo family for a short while. Grampy was doing the calligraphy while she helped him grind the ink.

Old Mr. Mo picked up the ink brush and started painting. His movements were as smooth as flowing water. Soon, a tall mountain appeared on the paper. With just a few strokes, he had drawn a picture of towering peaks, snowy cliffs, undulating mountains, waterfalls, and deep valleys. The picture was magnificent and majestic, vividly displaying " lofty " and " profound ".

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Old Mr. Mo picked up his brush and wrote,"the mountains stop at the tip of one's gaze, the scenery stops at its course!"

Wen Xinya exclaimed in shock. &Quot; simple to the extreme. Simple to the extreme. Grampy's painting skills are indeed extraordinary. &Quot;

He had heard that his grandfather's " early sunshine after snow " painting was sold for a sky-high price of eight million Yuan at a famous foreign art auction.

The number of paintings by modern artists that could be sold for such a sky-high price could be counted on one hand.

Most importantly, her grandfather did not specialize in painting, but merely drew whenever he had the time.

"Frame the painting. Treat it as my one-month-old gift to jinghang," old Mr. Mo said calmly.

Previously, for Jing Xing's one-month-old gift, he had given a Qilin paperweight. The meaning was good, and the intention was good, but he always felt that he was not too satisfied. Today's painting was in line with his thoughts.

Wen Xinya was a little jealous. &Quot; Grampy, you've already started painting anyway. Why don't you draw a painting for me too?! &Quot;

Although her grandfather had a lot of brushes and ink, he did not give her many. So far, she had only collected a dozen paintings. Her grandfather's paintings were hard to find and very few were circulated in the market. These paintings could be treated as family heirlooms. If the future generations were to squander, one painting would be enough for them to live without having to worry about food and clothing.

Old master mo glanced at her indifferently and turned to look at Jing Xing.

Wen Xinya pouted in shock.