Mrs. Cultivation Notes

The Wuzhou area is originally located in the frontier fortress, and there are many ethnic minorities.

I heard that decades ago, the specialty of this place was witchcraft and wild insects, which were the most powerful.

Xiao Nuan rolled her eyes, "You can't speak, no one thinks you are dumb?
Why don't I have any talent for cooking? My noodles are amazing! "

Lin Sheng hummed in a low voice, "Come on, on your side, I might as well eat centipede and scorpion!"

He really sympathized with the second master.

Others eat good food every birthday, but he is good, eating things that dogs don't want to eat.

"What are you talking about?"

Xiao Nuan couldn't hear clearly, and took a bite of the pastry, but didn't think it was a good word.

Lin Sheng snorted, "It's nothing, let me try to say that the terrain here is unique.

The building is also unique, this small building is quite nice, I'll go and have a look. " Immediately ran away with an excuse.

"Su Nuannuan, Su Nuannuan!" An irritable and helpless voice came from downstairs.

Xiao Nuan went out with Yan Qingchen, and saw Ming Jing standing downstairs, shouting with reluctance.

"My father asked you to come to my house for dinner! By the way, bring your husband along!"

Inadvertently glanced at Yan Qingchen from a distance.

Eyes are amazing.As the rumors said, Yan Qingchen, the commander-in-chief of the thirteen states, was cold and dignified, and extremely good-looking.

Then he turned and walked away, touching his face.

"A blade of grass in my Ming family villa is no worse than him!"

Thinking of the amazing and sour words of those women in the villa, Ming Jing snorted, blindly confident.

Thinking of meeting Ming's family, Yan Qingchen took a shower and changed into clean clothes before going.

Wearing a neat black suit, carrying two boxes of valuables in his hand.

Hearing Xiaonuan's introduction, "This is my uncle, this is my aunt, Mrs. Ming Luo!"

With a cold and ruthless face, Yan Qingchen nodded slightly and sent the things up.

"Uncle, Mrs. Ming Luo, when we meet for the first time, a small gift is not satisfactory."

"Are you the luckiest kid?"

After taking a look at Yan Qingchen, he couldn't find any problems with his appearance and temperament, so he started with his age.

Like a real father, he began to find fault with his son-in-law, "It seems that he is a few years older than my Nuannuan."

Yan Qingchen explained seriously, "Ten years older, not much!"

"When you are not ten years old, Nuan Nuan is 60 years old, you will be in your [-]s or [-]s, maybe you will be buried in the dirt.

Who will take care of our Nuan Nuan when we get old? What if we are bullied? "Fault picks with confidence.

Yan Qingchen frowned warmly, and said immediately, "Uncle, don't worry.

I will definitely exercise my body and strive for a long life. Every day she is here, I will live one more day. "

Ming Lai choked on these words, and couldn't find anything wrong with him for a moment.

I could only say, "Anyway, you marrying our Nuannuan is a blessing you have cultivated in several lifetimes.

She must not be wronged in any way. "

In any case, he must gain a foothold in his majesty, lest the future husband's family despise his niece.

Yan Qingchen had a good temper at the moment, and said respectfully in a low voice, "Don't worry, uncle."

Yan Qingchen was so good-looking that Mrs. Ming Luo started to speak for him.

Pushed Ming, "Okay, enough is enough.

You are not someone's father, so don't embarrass him by eating carrots and worrying about them.

Is this what you are supposed to do as an uncle? "

"I am her uncle, and her mother is my sister by blood, and she is not much different from my own father."

The two moved forward, Madam Ming Luo turned around and said softly to Yi Buran, "Your uncle has such a temperament, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

As soon as he was seated, Xiaonuan leaned over and whispered to him, "It seems that being good-looking does have a special advantage!"

Even Mrs. Mingluo would like him!
Perhaps it was because of Yan Qingchen's visit that Mrs. Ming Luo seemed to order two special dishes on purpose.

Ming Jing came to the table and saw the dishes on the table.

"Mother, are you too partial?
When I came back, I didn't see you frying two dishes with your own hands.You are willing to be someone else's son! "

Ming Jing gave Yan Qingchen a sneering look, sour and jealous.

Mrs. Ming Luo, "Stop talking nonsense, go out if you don't want to eat!"

Turning his head to face Yan Qingchen with a smile on his face, "I don't know what you like to eat, so I just made some."

Yan Qingchen said politely, "Thank you ma'am, it's fine."

At the dinner table, Xiao Nuan sat in the middle, with Ming Lai and Yi Buran next to each other, one on the left and one on the right.

As soon as she lifted the bowl, two peeled shrimps were handed to her in front of her.

The atmosphere became subtle.

And there seems to be a subtle contest, waiting to see who will pick up first.

Minglai saw the shrimp in Yi Buran's hand, sighed faintly, and played the sympathy card.

"That's how I peeled shrimp for your mother back then.

Alas, uncle is getting old, so I don't know how many opportunities there are for you? "

Xiao Nuan immediately wanted to take it, but saw Yan Qingchen's eyes with cold displeasure and threats.

It seems to be saying, are you sure you don't want to pick me up first?
When he was in a dilemma, Jian Xiao Nuan would hold the chopsticks of both of them and put them into his own bowl.

Then pick up the two shrimps with one chopstick and stuff them in the mouth.

"Well, in no particular order, it's delicious!" The mouths were stuffed, and they were a little slurred.

I thought that after the shrimps were finished, we could have a meal in peace and harmony.

The uncle, who never wanted to pick a son-in-law, and the husband, who was unwilling to be outdone, began to compete secretly again.

But whenever Yan Qingchen puts something for her, Minglai will not be outdone.

The next chopstick must be thrown into her bowl quickly, precisely and ruthlessly.

Ming Jing watched the two of them back and forth, and the bowl in front of Xiaonuan was almost full.

The hand didn't listen to the wind, and caught a shrimp at random, but it still hasn't been picked up.

Minglai directly pressed his chopsticks down.

"What kind of shrimp does a man eat?

Your sister loves shrimp, leave it to her, and you eat the rest. "

As he said that, he thoughtfully picked up a large piece of bacon and put it in his bowl.

Ming Jing had a bitter face, he felt that he was not born by his own mother, nor was he born by his own father.

He wants to run away from home!

With grievances, he picked up another plate of braised fish.

Mrs. Ming Luo immediately changed the location of the dishes, to the opposite of Yan Qingchen.

"Eating fish is easy to get stuck in the throat, you'd better eat more vegetables."

Ding Spiegel: I can't stay here anymore!
"Don't think that I didn't see it, but he picked up two more chopsticks of fish, and you gave him all the fish.

How about you let him be your own son? "

Mrs. Ming Luo clicked her tongue, "You child, what nonsense are you talking about?

If I could choose, would I have a son like you? "

In pleasing to the eye and not pleasing to the eye, ended the meal.

Ming Lai drank a lot of wine, and his face was a little red.

Sending them out, still nagging and warning Yi Buran.

Be nice to his niece, otherwise he won't be spared.

The threats that came and went were probably heavy, or Mrs. Ming Luo got impatient and pulled him back forcibly.

"Okay, there's no need to send it off, it's not like people can't find their way."

Then he told his son, "Ming Jing, go and send your father back."

Ming Jing didn't move, "No, you should ask your own son and daughter to go."

He went out cursing.

Mrs. Ming Luo, "Where are you going?"

Ming didn't look back at the camera, "Run away from home! I can't live through this day!"

Mrs. Mingluo loosened Minglai's shoulders, "Don't worry about one or two, what kind of injustice did I raise!"

Minglai stood at the gate of the yard, looking at Nuan's back, his vision was blurred, and his eyes were full of soreness.