Pastoral female gangster: grab a village owner to be her husband

How is this possible?

"Sir, are you full?" Qian Duoduo shook his arm, seeing the coldness on Huang Shuye's face, she was slightly surprised.

Huang Shuye nodded: "Didn't I eat at home at noon? I'm already full, but Uncle and the others must be very hungry!"

"Hahaha, nephew and son-in-law, what you said is absolutely right. Our brothers came out to set up a stall early in the morning and bought two buns to eat. I really have to thank you today!" Non-stop, eating food with big mouthfuls.

Next to him, Long Yan Danmo smiled, gracefully put down his chopsticks and wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, drank another glass of water and stood up.

"Fatty, thank you for inviting me to dinner. This meal is the best meal I've ever had in my life!"

Qian Duoduo scratched his head in embarrassment: "Hey, Danmo, don't praise me like that. I know that the food in the palace is much better than mine. You must have eaten a lot!"

Long Yan Danmo smiled lightly, and walked down the steps: "The dishes in the palace are actually not better than those in the folk, but they look more delicate, but your ingredients are much more than those in the palace!"

He paused for a moment, and looked at Huang Shuye meaningfully, with a strange look in his eyes, and said, "What's more, you cooked this meal yourself!"

Huang Shuye was stunned for a moment, couldn't help clenching his hands into fists, and gave Dan Mo a hard look.

But Long Yan Danmo returned a faint smile, his calm attitude was enough to reflect the nobility and elegance of his son.

Qian Duoduo's face turned red. Although she was very happy to hear this sentence, she didn't understand what he meant. Of course, it's not that Qian Duoduo's emotional intelligence is not high, but she never thought that Danmo would What are your thoughts.

She raised her head to look at Huang Shu Ye's serious face, a little strange: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Shuye gave a stiff smile: "It's okay!"

"Oh... then, you can chat with Danmo first, and I'll go greet Uncle and the others?" Qian Duoduo looked at Longyan Danmo inquiringly.

Her original intention was to hope that Danmo would have one more friend, because she felt that Longyan Danmo had too few friends, and Huang Shuye seemed to be withdrawn recently. If the two of them became friends, then the three of them would be friends. Friends, how nice?

Thinking of this, Qian Duoduo quickly walked towards the gazebo.

"Fat girl, have you eaten? Don't greet us, we are all from our own family, there is no need for that, my uncle and your uncles are big bosses, so I won't be so hypocritical!" Zhu Qingliang said, drinking heavily and eating meat.

Qian Duoduo stood beside him and smiled: "At home before, I saw that my uncle seldom talked, and basically buried himself in helping my family chop firewood. I thought my uncle didn't like to talk!"

"Hey, isn't your aunt here? When she's here, I just listen to her in everything!" Zhu Qingliang said with a simple and honest smile on his face.

Here, Huang Shuye made a letter of invitation to Long Yan Danmo: "Ye wants to invite the prince to a study room, I wonder if I would like to show you face?"

Long Yan Danmo smiled inexplicably and nodded, "Extremely happy!"

"Please!" Huang Shuye said, dodging forward to lead the way, while Longyan Danmo turned to look at Qian Duoduo with a smile, and said in his heart, fat girl, that's all that Danmo can help you with. If you are not happy, Dan Mo will not be polite.

Turning his head, looking at the tall and straight figure in front of him, Long Yan Danmo narrowed his eyes, wondering what this man wanted to say to him?