Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 2402 Ancestral Cauldron (3)

If Xie Zhuofei made a fuss of Mr. He, Ah Liang didn't know whether Mr. He would expel her from the school, but what was certain was that Mr. He would be angry. When Mr. He became angry, punishing Xie Zhuofei would be unavoidable.

So, A Liang said, "Miss Xie, Mr. He really won't let you move the pot. Why don't you ask Mr. He for instructions first?"

Xie Zhuofei, "Master, where is the old man now?"

A Liang, "Go out for a bird walk."

Xie Zhuofei, "When will you be back?"

Ah Liang, "According to Mr. He's daily habits, probably before dark."

Xie Zhuofei thought for a while, took out her mobile phone and called He Lao, but no one answered.

A Liang said, "By the way, I forgot to tell you, Ms. Xie, Mr. He has a habit of not bringing his mobile phone with him when he is walking around birds, just to prevent people from disturbing his closeness to nature."

Xie Zhuofei, "Where did Master go for a walk?"

Ah Liang, "That's really hard to say. Every time Mr. He goes on a bird's-eye trip, his whereabouts are uncertain. He changes places every day, and sometimes goes to the suburbs."

Xie Zhuofei, "..."

When she was angry, she put away her mobile phone and yelled at A Liang, "Then tell me to ask Master for instructions, where should I go to ask for instructions, what ghost should I ask for instructions?"

A Liang shrugged, bowed his head and remained silent.

With a cold snort, Xie Zhuofei made a quick decision, "Okay, go and lift the pot out for me right away. I'm the one who did it myself. If Master and other old people blame me, I'll just take it on myself."

Ah Liang had no choice but to obey, but, "Miss Xie, that pot is too big and heavy, I can't carry it by myself."

Xie Zhuofei looked at Baili Yan who was squatting on the ground washing potato chips, "Yan, help him carry the pot."

"Ah?" The prince looked up blankly, "Feifei, what did you just say?"

Xie Zhuofei pointed at A Liang and said, "Follow us to the backyard to lift the pot."

The prince was even more at a loss.

As a prince, he came here to do hard work. After washing such two large pots of potato sticks, he is already... Hehe, it's hard to say, and now he still has to carry the pot?
Seeing Baili Yan hesitant, Xie Zhuofei became unhappy, "Yan, what are you doing in a daze, time is running out, hurry up."

Probably because of Xie Zhuofei's words, she had already formed an instinctive habit. As soon as she urged her, Baili Yan stood up reflexively, shook off the water on his hands, and followed Ah Liang.

The prince was very resentful.

But the prince didn't say anything.

Xie Zhuofei didn't think much about it, turned around and went back to the kitchen, picked up the potatoes and continued cutting.

Zhan Linhao was in a good mood and slid his wheelchair to the yard, and took a posture to wait for Bailiyan. He had never seen his cousin carrying a pot before, so he must be extremely beautiful.

It was really bad.

Baili Yan followed A Liang to the backyard.

A Liang opened the door of a one-story house, and the inside was cleaned up. There was a large black iron pot in the center, and there was a table in front of the pot, and an incense burner and a sign were placed on the table.

The sign reads: Ancestral Treasure Pot.

There were incense ashes on the table that hadn't been cleaned up, and it looked like they had just paid homage today.

Baili Yan looked at it curiously for a while, and couldn't help laughing, this old He is really interesting, and he set aside a room here just to enshrine this pot.

Seeing the prince's confused expression, Ah Liang explained, "Prince Yan, it's not that you underestimated this pot. It was this pot that He Lao's ancestors made famous in the world of Shangyao, and this pot was returned to the old man at that time." The king has cooked delicious food, which is of great significance.

Moreover, this pot is in the He family, inheriting a kind of spirit. In He Lao's words, this pot has a spirit. "

(End of this chapter)