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Chapter 476 What rules to establish

Chapter 476 What rules to establish (1)

If there is no interaction from others, he does not shy away from the people around him.

"..."

They don't know if the oranges are sour, they are sour anyway.

Especially the female relatives present, the envy and jealousy in their eyes almost overflowed.

They are also women, why don't they have such a good life.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps, accompanied by a burst of laughter.

I saw three little ones running down from upstairs, all in red sweaters, and the three of them got together, like an auspicious three treasures.

Qiao Luo couldn't help but look at the three people rushing towards them.

"Brother, red envelope." Stretching out his hand, Long Yi'an's money fan attribute came out again.

"A big one."

Holding a tissue, Long Beijue slowly helped Qiao Luo wipe his hands. He glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "No."

Those few words broke Long Yi'an's little heart.

The smile on his face collapsed, his cherry-colored lips pouted, and he looked aggrieved as if he was about to cry in the next second.

The resentful little eyes flickered, stayed on Qiao Luo, and complained, "Sister-in-law, elder brother bullied me again."

Although he was a bit nervous, his eyesight was not bad, and he knew that only Qiao Luo could hold down Long Beijue.

No, every time he was bullied by his elder brother, he turned around and complained to Qiao Luo.

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, brat, you've accused him in front of him again and again, it's been a long time since you beat him up, right?
Qiao Luo smiled helplessly, and went online to coax the child, "I'll give you a red envelope at night, and I'll give you a big one."

With someone backing him up, Long Yi'an raised his head with full confidence, and smiled wryly.

"Cousin, I want too."

"Sister, and me, I want a red envelope too."

Yu Feifei and Qiao Yuan are begging for red envelopes while the iron is hot.

"A big one."

Qiao Luo was amused by them, and leaned over to touch Long Beijue's shoulder.

"Don't worry, you are indispensable."

A big hand with well-articulated bones climbed onto her shoulders, naturally wrapping her in his arms.

Long Beijue looked down at her, with a gentle smile in his tender eyes, and said in a low voice, "Don't spoil them all the time, just give them fifty cents each."

fifty cents?
Qiao Luo finally stopped laughing and couldn't hold back anymore, one yuan is pitiful, and fifty cents?
Fifty cents is too little to amuse a three-year-old.

She patted his leg, "You are not afraid that they will be in a hurry with you."

The restrained voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear it.

"With you as a backer, they are so courageous."

"So it's my fault?"

Facing the threatening eyes of his own children, Long Beijue hesitated, "I didn't say that."

The two whispered in a low voice, and the others pricked up their ears, but they felt lonely.

Didn't hear a word.

Immersed in the "sister-in-law" that Long Yi'an just yelled just now, some people haven't reacted yet.

The titles have all been arranged, and it seems that Qiao Luo, the young lady, is in a stable position.

As the time for ancestor worship approached, everyone followed Mrs. Long to the ancestral hall.

After everyone left, Qiao Luo was still sitting on the sofa.

Long Beijue came downstairs with his coat in hand, and hooked his fingers at Qiao Luo.

"come over."

Qiao Luo walked over with a slow pace, with a bit of laziness in his brows and eyes.

Seeing that he was only holding a coat, she frowned slightly, "Why don't you wear it yourself?"

It's snowing outside, and it's a few degrees colder than yesterday.

Long Beijue shook his coat, took her hand to help her put it on, "I'm not cold."

Putting on the down jacket, Qiao Luo felt bloated.

Letting him straighten his collar, she asked casually, "Are they going to eat here today?"

"Let's go when the ancestor worship is over." She wrapped her healthy arms around her waist, retracted them slightly, and Qiao Luo staggered into his arms.

Raising her head, she looked at him suspiciously.

Long Beijue looked at her gravely, "When are you going to give me a title?"

"What?" Qiao Luo didn't turn the corner in his brain circuit for a moment.

"We've been married for so long, we even have a baby, and we don't plan to give me a title, huh?" He reminded.

Those people don't know the inside story, so they like to gossip about the price and gossip. When the baby is a month old, there will definitely be more gossip in private.

Why is the treasure he protects on the tip of his heart being talked about by others.

As long as those people know that the two of them have obtained the certificate and that she is the veritable young lady of the Long family, those people can't talk about it.

Qiao Luo was stunned and couldn't help laughing, "I'm not worried, what are you worried about."

Long Beijue said, "After this period of time is over, shall we make up the wedding?"

His thoughts jumped so fast that Qiao Luo couldn't keep up.

"All right?" he asked urgently.

The arc of Qiao Luo's mouth deepened, and he joked, "You've said it all, can I still say it wrong?"

Anyway, there was no secret between her and him anymore, so it didn't matter if the marriage was kept secret.

Long Beijue smiled in satisfaction, lowered his head and pecked her lips lightly, "You're so good."

"..."

What's the matter with the tone of coaxing the child?

The ancestral hall is located in front of the woods in the north, and there are stone lions on the left and right of the door, which are lifelike.

Stepping over the threshold, there is a solemn and solemn atmosphere inside.

Everyone looked at the woman standing side by side with Long Beijue, and frowned, disapproving.

Only the Long family is eligible to enter the ancestral hall and to worship the ancestors of the Long family.

She, Qiao Luo, is not considered a member of the Long family, so what qualifications does she have to enter the ancestral hall, and she even ranks ahead of them to worship.

However, because of Long Beijue, no one dared to speak up first.

In the end, the members of the Presbyterian Church really couldn't stand it, especially the Great Elder who valued rules the most.

"Old lady, only the Long family can enter the Long Family Ancestral Hall. Although Miss Qiao is with the young master, she has not yet married into the Long Family. It is unreasonable to let her enter the Ancestral Hall."

Mrs. Long gave him a sideways look, but did not speak to him.

"This is the rule of the Long family, and we cannot make an exception." The Great Elder continued.

"What the Great Elder said is right, Madam, there are so many people here, you have to establish a good rule." Another elder said.

The others nodded in agreement, taking this opportunity to vent their dissatisfaction with Qiao Luo.

The cold voice suddenly sounded, startling everyone, "What rules?"

The others quickly dispersed to make way.

The cold black eyes wandered around, and everyone hurriedly dodged to avoid his sight.

"Young master, we have no other intentions, and we are not targeting anyone. Only the Long family can enter the ancestral hall. This is a long-established rule." The elder said righteously.

"Miss Qiao hasn't married into the Long family yet, so logically speaking, she can't enter the ancestral hall yet."

Long Beijue's thin lips moved, his eyes were cool, and his tone was soft, "Since you mentioned it, it just so happens that my young master has something to announce."

"Qiao Luo and I obtained the certificate a long time ago, but it has not been announced yet. It happens that you are here, so please remember to add Qiao Luo to the genealogy when we go back."

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, everyone stood there dumbfounded.

Get a certificate?

(End of this chapter)

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