"Grandpa said," moxilin said, "my subordinates have gone to investigate. I believe that this kind of groundless thing will come to an end soon. Please be patient with grandma. I'll let someone serve you tea."

"I'll go," said Xiao Mei, uneasy and taking the initiative to stand out. "I said that Mu's things are not necessarily clean. It's better for me to prepare tea for the master and his wife myself."

looking at Xiaomei's back, the old man of Tang said, "Xilin, listen to Xiaomei's words. Did our poetry eat and drink anything unclean at the Mu's house?"

muxilin looked at Tang poetry, and he also looked into his eyes....