"Yes, I am Mr. Chu."

In front of the villa door, Lu Yanxi and LV Hua are still in the tremor, and they haven't recovered.

And ye fan is holding a bowl, eating dumplings, while smiling.

Jiangdong people have a custom, that is, whenever there are relatives who travel far away, they will make dumplings to see them off.

This time, Ye Fan is about to leave. Qiu Mu orange and Ye Fan's husband and wife will have a whim and make dumplings together.

However, the process has not been smooth.

It is no easy thing to teach a person who has almost no cooking skills to make dumplings. For ye fan, the degree of hard work is no less than a grand master's decisive battle.

But Qiu Mu orange is determined to learn and insists on letting Ye Fan eat the farewell dumplings he made for him.

Finally, the two men worked hard for a long time before they finished the dinner.

Fortunately, the time was almost the same. They had just finished the dinner and arrived at luyanxi.

At this time, Ye Fan is still wearing the pink scarf and white flour on his sleeve. He looks like a "housekeeper" under pressure.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Would you like to go in and have a bowl of dumplings?"

Ye Fan asked enthusiastically.

"Dumplings?"

"Cement coal!"

However, at this time, Lu Hua has undoubtedly recovered from his shock.

They look at Ye Fan with black lines on their faces. It is hard to believe that the temple of Wu should let such a young man participate in this operation.

"Shit!"

"Play with us?"

"A bastard, let me invite Lu Hua in person?"

"I don't know what the temple of Wu thinks."

Lu Hua was undoubtedly extremely dissatisfied with this.

Originally, the operation was extremely dangerous, and he certainly hoped that all the participants would be able to take charge of their own affairs.

Even if not every one of them is a venerable elder martial arts master like Kong Lao, at least he can't pull back his legs. It's not

now that Wu SHENDIAN has recruited a suckling bastard into their team, LV Hua is naturally dissatisfied.

What made him even more dissatisfied was that the temple of martial arts even arranged for them to visit the younger generation in person.

"Fortunately, old Kong didn't come. Otherwise, I'm afraid he would be angry to death!"

Lu Hua said a few words, then did not stay, turned around and left.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Took the gun medicine?"

"If you don't want to eat, you'll lose your temper."

"Besides, I don't like to let my wife make dumplings for me?"

Ye Fan is not angry at LV Hua's dissatisfaction.

But also light smile, a pair of as if nothing happened, but did not put it in the heart.

"And you?"

"Would you like to try my wife's craft?"

"It's hard to make dumplings for the first time. It's hard to make dumplings like this."

Ye Fan almost shows off in general, praising autumn Mu orange in front of outsiders.

"I'm not interested."

At this time, Lu Yanxi obviously did not have a good attitude.

Especially after seeing ye fan so young, his expectation and respect have disappeared.

Yes, the young man in front of him is quite different from "Mr. Chu" in his imagination. It's a world of difference.

He thought that the man who could make his father so highly respected, even if he was not as good as Kong Lao, must also be a highly cultivated and dignified martial arts master.

However, the ideal is plump, but the reality, it is extraordinarily bony!

He did not expect that this "old Mr. Chu" was the dishevelled and careless young man in front of him.