Oriental Mulang laughed and said: "You kid, it is not at all polite, good, the old man likes your temper, leaving dinner today, let the children do two dishes you like, how? ”

Meng Nan was busy nodding: "Well, I like to eat dumplings, as well as egg rolls, corn ribs soup, spicy chicken, distiller fish..."

He said that he had a dozen dishes, which he had done in the past, and he has always been obsessed.

Dong Mu listened to his stupid eyes and began to regret leaving him for dinner.

"I said kid, the old man gives you three-point color, you are still starting to dye the house? You want to exhaust my family? So many dishes, are you finished?"

Meng Nan laughed and scratched his head: "I just said it, I don't want to do it all, just do half of it."

"Half?" Oriental Mu raised his eyebrows.

Meng Nan immediately waved his hand: "No, no, three, three!"

Dongfang Mu was satisfied, and he took a shot of Meng Nan’s shoulder. "Kid, be a person to be content!"

"Yes!" Meng Nanxiao laughed.

Hu Feng got up and said to the white: "I will give you a hand."

Meng Nan rushed to the front: "I can also play, I will!"

Hu Feng scorned: "Meng Gongzi, what do you want?"

Meng Nan thought for a long time, I really couldn't remember what he would, and suddenly took another hand: "Ah! I thought, I will add firewood, I can help you to add firewood to the stove."

Hu Feng shook his head: "These things are naturally done, will you cook?"

"No!" Meng Nan shook his head.

Hu Feng asked: "Can you make dumplings?"

Meng Nan shook his head again: "No!"

Hu Feng shrugged: "Then you still wait to eat." After that, he took the white pheasant and left.

Taking advantage of Meng Nan’s lost face, Dongfang Mu patted his shoulder and smiled: “Young people, sit down, and then you can’t help if you cook, then stay here and talk with the old man. to chat with."

Meng Nan had to sit down and his doubts became more and more intense. He simply asked: "How can Mr. Dongfang live here? When do you know her?"

Oriental Mu Ledao: "Kid, don't you realize that Bai Yu and I look alike?"

In this way, Meng Nan took a closer look, hehe, really, the eyes of Bai Yu, and the Oriental Mu in front of them are really like.

"There are not many people who know this, because you are the savior of your nephew, and you are close to you. I will tell you this."

Meng Nan immediately sat up straight and listened to his ears.

Oriental Mudao: "In fact, my nephew is my granddaughter who has been missing for many years. We met by chance in Qicheng. At that time, her mother was seriously ill and happened to be met by her. This may be the arrangement of heaven. Everything is fixed."

Meng Nan was so shocked that he couldn't keep his mouth shut and silently thought about it. Dong Mu had a daughter. He married the Qingyuan Hou of Changyuan Houfu ten years ago. After giving birth to a daughter, he died before the full moon. After a while, he heard that Qing Qing recovered his daughter, and this daughter had a marriage contract with Jin Wang.

He thought of another thing. In the past few days, he heard that Xiao Wang’s family had been kissed, and even the days of marriage were settled. . . What is going on here?

Just like Hu Feng’s temper, how could it make things develop to this point, and he is still the same as nothing?

Moreover, shouldn't Bailu live in Changyuan Houfu at this time? How can it be here?

Looking at his face, Oriental Mu smiled and said: "You kid, must be confused now?"

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Come on today, see you tomorrow!

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