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Chapter 863

Old Man Tao on the side was not worried at all, and he disagreed. "Yes, maybe you guys have thought too much. We all know what kind of person Kong Lian is now. No matter how bad the wife he married is, it is not too bad! Look, if she is not good at the visitor, your mother is not a good person, so how could she suffer a loss?

And if she was just a simple visit, think about it, if the person Kong Lian liked, if she was a little smarter, she would definitely know what to do, right?

If you simply visit and interact, your mother will naturally not do anything to others.

Anyway, there are two possibilities, and the key figure of the two possibilities is not your mother, but your aunt."

After Old Man Tao’s words, Xue Wenyu and his son nodded at the same time.

While I was talking, I arrived at the Yangxin Hall. As soon as I stepped inside, I saw that tables and chairs had been placed inside.

Xue Wenyu glanced at it and said it was OK. Although he had many subordinates, none of the secret guards who should not have appeared openly were there.

However, Xue Wenyu also knew that even if they were not convenient for them to show up for dinner, their wife would not feel wronged. They would definitely make their part and order someone to send it to them.

The people inside also saw them and quickly came forward.

"Do whatever you should be busy with?" Xue Wenyu said very simply.

These guys are so happy after borrowing his light!

After Brother Hui went to the kitchen to say hello to his mother, he immediately went back to the house to change his dragon robe and ran to help him.

The same is true for Xue Wenyu, that is, Old Man Tao saw that there were so many people around the girl to help, so he became lazy.

As soon as he sat on his chair covered with tiger skin, Nanzhu came over to make tea for him, and brought melon seeds and peanuts.

Old man Tao leaned on the chair, crossed his legs and savored the fragrant tea. Seeing the people around him busy, he felt like he was like the old man from those wealthy families, with a lot of descendants, and he was so happy!

But suddenly I thought that not everyone in this world is as lucky as him.

For example, Luo Yi was lucky enough to meet Mu Yingbao, but eventually lost the opportunity to become the luckiest person in the world.

However, if his choice was her at the beginning, he might not have been happy at this time. Because choosing her would be equivalent to giving up repaying another kindness.

Unless, he can think of the best of both worlds.

In comparison, Xue Wenyu, the current grandson-in-law, is much luckier.

He not only got the beauty as his wife, but also was able to help Brother Hui with all his might. His luck was because he did not face the choice of choosing one of two. If it weren't for this, he was Xue Wenyu, who was sitting alone on the battlements of the city wall and was drunk in the cold wind.

Luo Yi often sat there, sometimes for half a night.

Not only Old Man Tao knew about this, but even Xue Wenyu knew about it. However, both of them pretended not to know.

Because, so what if it passes? The knot in Luo Yi’s heart is a dead knot, and they can’t be able to untie it just by sitting with him.

Old man Tao is bystander Qing, and Luo Yi's loneliness and desolation always reminds his grandson-in-law, making him cherish the role of the person in front of him.

Old Man Tao didn't feel selfish, because no matter what, he had a relationship with that boy Luo Yi.

However, he is now the girl's grandfather, family, and of course the happiness of his granddaughter, and his mood is the most important. As for the other side, Old Man Tao felt that he could not care about so much. Because, at such an age, he was even less capable of taking care of everyone.

Xue Wenyu, who also tied the same apron as his wife, was wearing a bright and quick-witted a hand to his wife, handing them onions, and handing them over the dishes to his subordinates.

Dongzhu and the others were not idle either, so they put the cold dishes prepared in advance on the table.

A bowl, a wine cup and a kettle.

After the fried dishes were quickly finished, Mu Yingbao directed Shi Tou Lin Chuan and others to bring out the roasted chicken wings in the oven, put them on the plate and decorate them with chopped green onions, and ordered people to serve one stew pots squatting on the small stove on each table.

In the stew pot, the color is bright red and the fat meat is melted into the mouth but not sweet but not greasy, and the aroma of wine is fragrant.

Just to make this dish, Mu Yingbao and the imperial wine master in the palace studied it many times before they made a rice wine that was very similar to modern Shaoxing wine.

When I first made this Dongpo pork, Xue Wenyu and the others thought that these girls from Dongzhu would think it was fat and would not eat it.

Unexpectedly, they had long been trapped in the braised pork roasted by Mu Yingbao, and there was no pressure at all. They were on CDs every time.

"Okay, I've just served it all, so hurry up and eat while it's hot." Just like every time, Xue Wenyu didn't speak, and the people at those tables wouldn't move their chopsticks.

They were not afraid of their master, but were waiting for the heroine who worked hard to cook and sit down.

Xue Wenyu himself knew this.

Given their respect for their daughter-in-law, Xue Wenyu is quite satisfied.

Where can I find such a female protagonist in the world? I don’t tell them kindly, but I also cook for them from time to time.

As soon as Xue Wenyu finished speaking, the people at the table picked up their chopsticks and quickly ran to the dish they had already seen.

There were ten people on the table, and the Dongpo pork in the stewed jar happened to be ten yuan, so the dish was solved by stretching out chopsticks.

However, they will not remove the stew pot with only the soup left. It will be beautiful to pour the rice with soup and dip it in steamed buns later.

Everyone can kill a dish with just one move, not that this is the most popular dish on this table.

However, in this dish, everyone can eat one piece according to the number of heads.

In this case, if you don’t eat your piece quickly, you won’t be able to wait until you have enough meat. This piece of meat is a piece of it, and anyone who doesn’t eat it will feel at a disadvantage.

Good brothers who live and die together on weekdays can be willing to live for each other. When food is limited, they would rather give their food to their good brothers when they are hungry, but now they are reluctant to give this piece of meat!

No one rushed to eat the Dongpo pork on Mu Yingbao and his team, because only the four of them were Mu Yingbao herself, and she would not rush to eat the delicious dishes.

Even if Xue Wenyu and the other three have no need to snatch, each of them can basically eat several pieces. Besides, the full table of dishes, no matter how delicious and attractive the Dongpo pork is, it is not enough to eat several pieces in a row.

"Mother, that aunt didn't take advantage of it now." Brother Hui chewed a roasted chicken wing with sauce-flavored flavor, and remembered that he gave his mother a thumbs up. He had asked Dongzhu and the others just now.

Xue Wenyu and old man Tao held wine cups and looked at Mu Yingbao with a smile.

But he saw Mu Yingbao shaking his head with a smile, "What's this? I can't count as good as me, I can only say that she is too scumbag."

Mu Yingbao is not humble, but to be honest. He is not a scheming person. If he really meets that powerful person, he may not be his opponent.

"My uncle's vision of choosing a wife is really not very good. He is far from his father." Brother Hui said casually.

This flattery made the father feel comfortable.
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