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126 Grandpa Zhang gave nothing(1/2)

dinner.

Unexpectedly.

Eat very quietly.

Xia Ren originally thought that the two old guys would chat on the dining table, with a glass of wine and a glass of wine. Then, he got drunk, then fought and smashed wildly, and went crazy.

pity.

Not.

The two old guys drank a gentle and sipped with wine and food. They only drank two bottles of red wine he brought, but they were still suitable for writing.

The dishes made by Teacher Nan'er are also very good, and there is no dark food. Although some dishes are not well controlled in the heat, they are not very harmful and taste quite delicious.

Especially for that bowl of meat soup made by Teacher Nan'er, he didn't see the delicious and smooth soup. After drinking it, he was warm all over. Even though the temperature dropped a lot at night, his body was still quite warm.

After a meal.

It's time to drink tea.

Teacher Nan'er's grandfather was not asking questions like Xia Ren originally thought. From the beginning of the meal, he didn't speak much. Instead, he was like when he didn't exist, slowly drinking tea with Mr. Zhang and complaining about him.

The scene is quite peaceful and peaceful.

Teacher Nan'er, who was standing beside him, quietly pouring tea, with a light smile on her face, and said nothing.

This really disappointed Xia Ren. He thought there would be a fierce martial arts scene for the elderly to watch later. He was ready. As soon as the fight started, he immediately moved a chair, sat aside, set up a cell phone to get it out for shooting, cheering for Teacher Nan'er's grandfather, and letting him beat Mr. Zhang!

However.

Until the sky became darker, the most exciting drama still did not appear.

Xia Ren looked at the time and sighed regretfully. It was almost eight o'clock, but today it was a bit late. I don't know if the empress and Xiao Jingan had received Xiaoxiao's message. Could it be that she was still waiting stupidly!

If he had known there would be no good show, he would have left after cooking.

However.

"It's getting late, why don't Lord Xia stay and rest for one night and leave tomorrow morning?" Zhao Wenchi looked at Xia Ren who suddenly asked to leave, frowned and said, "It's cold wind and snowy outside, so it's a bit inconvenient to walk at night. Now I'll ask someone to prepare the room for Lord Xia to rest."

"No need." Xia Ren shook his head with a smile, "There are still people waiting at home, so I have to go back now."

The words are over.

The atmosphere became silent.

When Xia Ren couldn't see it, Teacher Nan'er's right hand trembled slightly, then quickly calmed down, smiled and said in a gentle voice, "Mr. Xia is indeed time to go back, so let Nan'er see him off!"

"No, I can just walk back by myself."

"Does it need to arrange some guards for Lord Xia?"

"No need! It's not far away, you'll get there in a few steps."

The two of them seemed to have not seen the two old men on the side, saying softly.

"So see you tomorrow! Thank you for Teacher Nan'er's meat soup today!"

"Is it tasty?"

"It's delicious!" Why did you ask this for no reason?

"See you tomorrow."

The four of them came to the gate. Xia Ren bowed his hand, then turned his head with a smile and walked towards the palace.

Teacher Nan'er and the other two... looked at Xia Ren's departure and were silent for a moment.

Until the figure disappeared into the darkness.

"This person has concerns in his heart!" Zhao Wenchi sighed leisurely, "I don't know who he is."

“…”

You won't want to know.

Old Zhang looked at him with a strange look, shook his head, but said nothing. Instead, he turned around and looked at Nan'er who was still standing at the door, smiling.

There seemed to be a little...lost in my smile.

Mr. Zhang sighed helplessly.

"She still sees it? He has gone far away and wants to see it tomorrow! But he probably thought it was cold and he didn't know how to get up. This brat was complaining to me all the way. If I hadn't threatened him, he would have wanted to sleep in the bed."

"Mr. Xia is also very tired!" Teacher Nan'er came to her senses and smiled.

"What a tiring thing! Just lazy!"

Old Zhang rolled his eyes helplessly. This girl was finished. Before she got married, her arm turned out.

After a look, I seemed to be unable to see the figure. I looked at Nan'er who was silent and was about to close the door.

"Nan'er! What do you think?"

"???" Nan'er looked at Old Zhang with some confusion.

"What your Grandpa Zhang gave to you..."

Not finished speaking.

"Grandpa Zhang didn't give anything! Nan'er didn't get anything." Teacher Nan'er interrupted Mr. Zhang directly, and looked at Mr. Zhang seriously until he looked at Mr. Zhang's heart was cold. Finally, he had to compromise and nod.

"Okay! Grandpa Zhang didn't give anything, that..."

"Grandpa Zhang didn't give anything!" Nan'er interrupted him again, and then looked at him seriously.

"That's right! I didn't give anything! I'm just talking nonsense! I'm so confused! I'm so confused!" Old Zhang sighed with emotion, shook his head, shook his ears, and shrank his body.

It's too cold!

You must cover a few more layers of quilts tonight!

Zhao Wenchi on the side... became even more confused. He wiped his beard, looked at his face with a smile, but his back seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and also seemed to have regrets.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Laobian, who was rubbing his body for no reason, asked in a low voice, "What have you given to Nan'er?"

"I said nothing and gave me nothing! You old guy, you have nothing to ask!" Old Zhang directly quarreled, "There is still a mouthful of wine, stay away from me! Ask me, are you upset!"

The words are over.

He left directly with his sleeves.

A confused Zhao Wenchi was left behind.

What's going on?

What to do if you are so angry for no reason?

Looking at Mr. Zhang who was scolding him and running into the house, Zhao Wenchi also angrily cursed [Old Man!], he couldn't help but shivered and quickly walked into the room.

“It’s really a bit cold tonight!”

...

"call."

Xia Renyi, walking on the snow, sighed in his hands, shrank, wrapped his big jacket, stepped on the snow, and set out towards the palace in the falling snow.

The temperature at night was probably dropped several degrees again, which was too obvious to him, an ordinary person.

It's obviously cold!

"Maybe I should have borrowed his sedan chair from Teacher Nan'er just now. If it really doesn't work, I have to borrow two more pieces of clothes."

Otherwise, like now, it will be shaking too much!

Sudden.

A dull voice came.

"Borrow clothes? I thought you would stay where you would tonight!"

"Old man?!" Xia Ren looked at the figure suddenly appeared in front of him and was slightly stunned, "Why are you here?"

"Yan'er, I'll let you see you for a long time!" Mr. Ji Yan glanced at him lightly and said, "Why don't you stay there for the night?"

"..." Xia Ren rolled his eyes and said angrily, "You don't know what I'm going on!"

The next day, I was found not in the room and I was afraid that I would call an assassin directly!

I guess everyone thought that Lord Xia was kidnapped in the middle of the night.

so.

Forget it, so as not to scare the two old men.

He is not young anymore, what if something goes wrong?

"That's right! You boy knows it." Old Master Ji Yan nodded, looked at the Zhao Mansion behind him, and was silent for a moment, "Boy Xia! What do you think?"

"What do you think?" Xia Ren looked at him in confusion.

"In a hundred years, some people will leave with regrets, but you may continue to live with regrets!" Mr. Ji Yan did not answer directly, but sighed slowly and paused for a moment, "Even if she left with regrets less than a hundred years."
To be continued...
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