"That was…" Fan Jian picked up the cup and took a sip of the fruit pulp.

Shangshu Fan’s expression was obviously a little confused and playful.

Mr. Xiao Fan couldn't help but think: back then, many things were probably unrelated to my mother... Could it be that my younger brother's name was because he misheard Versace? Or, his own name...

Fan Xian can imagine that when his mother first heard a name like Fan Jian with a personality, she would definitely be trembling with laughter.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that Lao Fan remembered a song, and the prelude to the song was "Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang"; he didn't know that Lao Fan had silently sang "I'll take the blame and I'll go to die."

"At that time, King Jing and I were drinking at the Yuelai Inn in the famous Eight Great Hutongs (the name is vulgar, but it is not familiar). We were preparing to go to a building after drinking.

I just drank two cups and found a woman outside the inn smiling at us..."

"Huh..." Lao Fan let out a breath of breath, "That smile is like a flower!"

"No wonder that old guy fell in love with planting flowers later."

Lao Fan muttered.

Gossip, a rare gossip! Xiao Fan began to be excited...

"In fact, she - yes, that is, your mother.

It was because I saw her missing cat."

"What's hateful is that" Fan Jian patted the handrail hard, "The old boy was stupid and asked her which building she was from."

The spring onion-like hand stretched out and twisted it so lightly... What a fat cat! It was so lightly... "Die cat, it's easy for me to find it!"... Lao Fan showed a smile, recalling the eyebrows that frowned the cat's neck at that time.

"What happened later?"

"Later, of course, I went to invite your mom to have a drink."

Fan Jian glared at his son strangely, "Are you allowed to invite someone to eat chicken legs?"

"Hehe~ This, is your mother familiar with you?" Fan Xian carefully considered his words and did not get familiar with "that old boy".

"What else can it be done?" Fan Jian felt a sense of kingly aura. "We were all young back then! We were all full of energy, and your mother didn't regard shopping in the building as anything great."

"It's very free and easy, much more free than us."

Fan Jian shook his head, what an amazing woman!

...

"What I said before is nonsense." Shangshu Fan didn't want to say it anymore (mainly because I didn't want to write it anymore...), and began to summarize.

“You have to remember two points.

First, don't say dead cats.

Don’t ask why, although it’s not easy for you to die, you may not be able to keep the people around you.”

Your mother is an example... Fan Jian felt sad.

"Second, if you really like that girl Haitang, just marry me.

As a man, I was not the same back then! I will come forward for you on the other side of Wan'er."

Fan Jian thought, who made Haitang popular?

I can't stand it anymore. I don't know if that fat cat can stand it?
Chapter completed!