The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1211 Feeling Fallen

The first thousand and 210 chapters feel that I have fallen into a pit

"Uncle Dong, Uncle Dong!"

When Ye Jincheng and Chen Qingyan left Ye Palace, Ye Fanzheng and Qi Qingmei walked into Dongli Xiaozhu.

Ye Fan was going back to Wei Gong for dinner, but Ye Zhendong called and asked him to bring Qi Qingmei with him.

Ye Fan had no choice but to tell Zhao Mingyue and Tang Ruoxue, and then came here with Qi Qingmei.

"Uncle Dong, what's the matter with calling us here?"

Ye Fan ran to the yard with ease, while swaying and shouting.

As soon as he entered the yard, Ye Fan sniffed his nose vigorously, and then he saw a hot pot of chicken on the stone table under the banana tree in the yard.

There are a few home-cooked side dishes beside them. Although they don't look very good, they smell delicious, which greatly increased Ye Fan's appetite.

"Ye Fan is here? Sit, sit, you sit down first with a light eyebrow."

Hearing Ye Fan's voice, Ye Zhendong's laughter came from the kitchen: "I can eat the braised pig's trotters with peanuts."

Ye Fan sat down with Qi Qingmei, and then asked Ye Zhendong who came out:

"Uncle Dong, aren't you very busy? Why do you have time to cook?"

"I also made six dishes and one soup in one go."

Ye Fan looked at Ye Zhendong curiously: "Today is your birthday?"

"no!"

Ye Zhendong smiled and put down a pot of stuffed pig's trotters with peanuts, and the aroma was overflowing.

"I've been thinking about how many days I've been in Baocheng, except for a few cups of tea last time, our uncles and nephews haven't had a good time together."

"It happened to be a little time today, so I cooked some food and asked you to come over for a gathering."

"And I'm indirectly involved in the Jinyuan Club. Whether it's popular or not will affect my retirement life when I get old."

"Now that you are well organized and thriving, I should treat you to a meal as a thank you."

Ye Zhendong said a few reasons, then took a pot of Huadiao and poured Ye Fan and Qi Qingmei a cup.

Ye Fan smiled when he heard the words: "Uncle Dong, you're welcome, my own."

"There's another layer of meaning you didn't say."

Qi Qingmei looked at Ye Zhendong and said:
"Is this meal also a farewell feast?"

She saw through Ye Zhendong's thoughts with a glance: "After eating, tonight or tomorrow morning, are you going to leave?"

Ye Fan, who picked up a chicken leg, was stunned: "Uncle Dong, are you going back?"

Ye Zhendong was stunned, then looked at Qi Qingmei and smiled: "It seems that I made the right decision to let you, the princess, come out."

Qi Qingmei sighed quietly: "The princess is dead, I am Qi Qingmei now."

"The Crown Princess of Ye Forbidden City is dead, but the Crown Princess of Ye Tang still has hope."

Ye Zhendong smiled playfully, then looked at Ye Fan and said:
"Qingmei is right. I guess I will leave Baocheng tomorrow morning. Something happened in Nanling, and I need to go back to deal with it."

"But don't worry, I'll be back when I'm done with the matter, and I'm going to congratulate Lord Yemen on his birthday."

He was very frank: "No matter how I disagree with the Ye family, I still have to give this congratulation myself."

Qi Qingmei didn't speak, but just lowered her head and ate the vegetables. She knew in her heart that it would be difficult for Ye Zhendong to go back to Baocheng again.

Ye Fan put the chicken legs into Ye Zhendong's bowl: "Then when you leave, I will send you off? When will you leave?"

"No need, you guys should take care of the Jinyuan clubhouse."

Ye Zhendong reminded Ye Fan and Qi Qingmei:

"Although the black material put pressure on Chen Qingyan and ruined her reputation, it doesn't mean you can destroy her."

"She will definitely use all her relationships and energy to resolve this matter."

He added: "And there is a high probability that it will be suppressed."

"Ye Fan and I expected it."

Qi Qing didn't raise her eyebrows, picked up another vegetable and said:
"So we have prepared the second and third fires, enough to burn well until the fiftieth birthday."

Her tone was very flat, but she seemed very calm, giving the impression that she had already planned a strategy.

"It doesn't matter if it doesn't burn."

Ye Fan took the topic with a smile: "Qi Qingmei's fire has established her image with the clubhouse."

"Even if Qi Qingmei raised the membership card threshold and tripled the membership fee, there are still a bunch of people crying and clamoring to join the membership."

He laughed and exaggerated: "We counted the money in the afternoon and our hands were cramped."

Ye Zhendong was very pleased: "It's good that you have confidence in your heart."

"It's okay, Uncle Dong, you will come back when you finish handling the matter. Then we will attend the birthday banquet together. After attending, we will go back together."

Ye Fan picked up the wine glass: "Okay, let's say goodbye without saying anything, let's have a drink."

Qi Qingmei suddenly said: "No hurry, wait a moment."

Ye Fan was taken aback: "Wait a minute?"

Qi Qingmei rolled his eyes at Ye Fan: "Didn't you notice the four sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table? This means that everyone has not arrived yet."

Ye Fan was startled, glanced around, and saw four sets of bowls and chopsticks. He looked at Ye Zhendong and smiled: "Uncle Dong, is Mr. Hua coming over?"

"no!"

Ye Zhendong smiled gently: "An old friend, I think he will come to see me."

"Say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will arrive."

Ye Zhendong's laughter suddenly became cheerful, and he looked at a person who appeared at the gate of the yard.

Ye Fan and Qi Qingmei turned their heads to look, and saw a man in gray approaching slowly with a jug of wine.

He looked ordinary, with a dull expression and no light in his eyes, but when he came like this, Ye Fan was approached slowly with a broken sword.

Ye Fan's muscles tensed uncontrollably.

Qi Qingmei's pretty face also changed slightly: "Can Jian?"

Ye Fan asked in a low voice: "What's the background?"

"Bai Xiaohan, who debuted at the age of 13, is the old matriarch's bodyguard, and was once the number one master of the Bai family."

Qi Qingmei briefly described his background with a pretty face:
"He used to have a Longquan sword in his hand, but it was broken in two because of killing too many people. Since then, he has been called the Broken Sword."

"You can imagine how many people he's killed before."

"Of course the old sect master is fighting outside, and the old matriarch is sitting behind. There are countless forces sneaking in to assassinate the old matriarch, but none of them succeeded."

"Most of them are broken swords to resolve the crisis."

"The most dangerous time, a killer was only three meters away from the old lady, and he could die together by detonating the bomb in his body, but in the end he still failed the task of sealing his throat with a sword."

"Can Jian is cold-blooded and cruel, but he is loyal and loyal, and he is not afraid of death."

"He is not on the killer list, but he can win the approval of Truman's number one killer Candao."

"It's just that after the old lady retired to the second line, he also disappeared from everyone's sight. Even the master Yemen and the others rarely saw his shadow."

She couldn't help frowning: "I didn't expect the old matriarch to send him here!"

When Ye Fan heard that his body was slightly stiff, he flashed the fish intestine sword and stood up:
"He came here to kill Uncle Dong?"

After all, it's impossible for such a coquettish character to come out for a walk without incident.

"Ye Fan, don't be nervous. Although Can Jian and I have different positions, we are still old friends in private."

Ye Zhendong gently waved his hand to signal Ye Fan to be calm: "And he is also my half master."

"My killing technique originally consisted of 49 moves, but he condensed it into ten moves. The number of moves has been reduced, but the move kills people with infinite power."

"Of course, he also learned a few flying sword moves from me, so that the other half of his sword can play a huge role."

"He won't kill me. Besides, I'm the head of the Sixteenth Bureau, so he can't kill me either."

While speaking, he stood up with a smile, and smiled at the approaching Can Jian:
"It's a good time to have dinner together?"

He pointed to some food: "Peanut stewed pig's trotters, your favorite."

"when--"

Can Jian didn't respond, but took two steps forward, took two porcelain bowls, and opened the bamboo leaf green he brought.

He poured wine into the porcelain bowl with a clatter.

Qinglie Zhuyeqing was spinning continuously in the porcelain bowl, and the pleasant aroma of wine permeated the whole courtyard instantly.

Ye Zhendong was slightly surprised: "Is this a thread? You treasured the remaining half bottle for 30 years?"

"drink!"

After filling up the two porcelain bowls, Can Jian held up the porcelain bowls and looked at Ye Zhendong.

East of Ye Town picked up Zhuyeqing: "Okay!"

"when!"

The two touched each other, and Gululu drank Zhuyeqing in one gulp.

Can Jian threw the porcelain bowl on the table: "Let's go!"

"Okay! I'll go!"

Ye Zhendong responded without hesitation:
"My nephew and niece will be taken care of by you."

After finishing speaking, Ye Zhendong turned around and dragged out a suitcase, left the yard neatly, got into the car driven by Han Sixing and disappeared quickly.

Ye Fan and Qi Qing raised their eyebrows in confusion.

Can Jian was also stunned, feeling like he had fallen into a pit...

(End of this chapter)