"The lanterns here are higher. Oh, what are you doing? Let me do it." Seeing this, Mr. Gong immediately rolled up his sleeves and climbed up the ladder.

Old Yan was not willing to admit defeat, and the two men took action in person.

"Grandpa Yan, Grandpa Gong, don't fall." Liu Rongmiao said. As soon as he finished speaking, Old Gong's feet slipped and fell off the ladder.

Su Yiwan wanted to rush forward, Liu Rongmiao was faster than her.

"Be careful." Liu Rongmiao shouted, rushed forward and opened her hand to catch the fallen body of Miyagi. After spinning around, she stepped back and hit the pillar with a "bang".

Mr. Gong was hugged by her and he was stunned.

At a big age, he felt that he didn't know where to put his old face, so he jumped out of Liu Rongmiao's arms with a red face.

"Are you injured?" Old Gong asked worriedly.

Liu Rongmiao touched the back of her head and smiled and said, "It's okay, my head is very hard."

"I am so old that I will fall if I fall, and you won't hurt me." Although Old Gong said this, he was still very happy.

He likes Liu Rongmiao and wants her to be the wife of the palace.

Now it seems that this girl's character and personality are even more heart-warming. Old Gong thought about it, then suddenly turned around and left, dragged Mr. Yan aside, and said, "Why do we both have the wedding together?"

"We two families?" Mr. Yan listened and subconsciously looked at Liu Rongmiao and said, "Did you agree? I think your palace city is not very hot enough."

"I've been sent to the bridal chamber, but I don't care whether he's in a hurry or not." Old Gong was so anxious that he felt itchy.

Mr. Yan was silent when he heard this. He looked at Fu Zhixing's figure not far away and said, "It seems that he helped me a lot in the last time. Should I find help with this matter?"

"I think he is good." Old Gong listened and nodded as he looked at Fu Zhixing's figure.

Although they are old, they do not mean they are stupid.

The last time the two of them planned to plot against Miyagi and Liu Rongmiao, if Fu Zhixing had not intervened, how could they have escaped without them? And the plan was very perfect.

"Yaoah." Fu Zhixing came over with his injuries. As soon as he lifted his front legs in, he felt his eyes staring at him in the dark. He turned his head to look.

I found that Mr. Gong and Mr. Yan were looking at him, their eyes shining brightly.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but Old Gong shouted: "Brother Fu, come here."

"Is there something wrong?" Fu Zhixing walked forward, deliberately distanced himself, looked at the two old men, and whispered: "Sorry, I'm injured, I'm afraid I'm leaving."

"No, no hurry! Our brothers and three went to have a drink of the bar." Mr. Yan said.

Two old men in their seventies became brothers with Fu Zhixing. They even held Fu Zhixing left and right, reached out to put his hands on his shoulders, and half forced him to take him to Yan's house.

Fu Zhixing frowned and had an ominous premonition.

"Xiaowan, look at the three of them. When did it get so good? And do you think there is no generation gap between Fu Zhixing and the two old ones?" Liu Rongmiao gasped in disbelief.

Fu Zhixing came here before, but he had never met Mr. Yan.

"It should be something." Su Yiwan said.

She vaguely guessed something and subconsciously looked at Liu Rongmiao with a deep look.

"Hey, I want to eavesdrop." Liu Rongmiao whispered.
Chapter completed!