Chapter 392

Mo Pingchu and Wu Shulan's love concubine feel very uncomfortable in Xiao Jiu's eyes. She still doesn't understand why the marriage between brother Wu and sister Zhong is suddenly over. Why does mother tell her not to mention sister Zhong in front of brother Wu? Why did brother Wu like sister Zhong so much, but now she wants to marry Wu Shulan?

All this makes Xiaojiu feel puzzled and uncomfortable. Xiaojiu can't help but pull the old man and say, "grandfather, let's go to the river to catch fish and roast it, OK?"

The old man was not very interested in the women's family. When he heard that Xiao Jiu wanted to catch fish, he immediately became interested and asked people to row a boat. The old man took Xiaojiu, Mo Pingjian and Mo Pingfang. They were busy fishing and casting nets, but they only got a few small fish. Even so, Xiaojiu baked them in high spirits, but they were burnt accidentally.

Small nine looked at the hand of the black roast fish, looked at the old man, some hesitant way: "grandfather, you say this can eat?"

Mo Pingjian said impolitely: "it's all like this. How can you eat it? Throw it away!"

Small nine unconvinced stare Mo Pingjian way: "although this fish outside is paste, but inside is not paste ah, certainly can eat."

"It must not taste good inside because it's so mushy outside. If you'd let me bake it just now, I wouldn't bake it like this." Mo Pingjian seized the opportunity and spared no effort to attack Xiaojiu. Xiaojiu stared angrily and yelled at the old man: "grandfather --"

The old man said to Mo Pingjian without hesitation: "little eight, try it!"

Mo Pingjian covered his mouth and shook his head: "grandfather, it's really not delicious."

Xiaojiu smiles and hands the grilled fish to Mo Pingjian, saying: "starling, it's good to have a taste. Come on, have a taste!"

Mo Pingjian covered his mouth, shook his head and refused to obey. The old man glared at Mo Pingjian and said, "man, you can't die if you taste it. Open your mouth!"

Mo Pingjian refuses to let go. Small nine makes a wink at Mo Pingfang. Mo Pingfang pours on Mo Pingjian and moves his hand away. Small nine holds the grilled fish to Mo Pingjian's mouth. Mo Pingjian's body is constrained, and he is watched by the old man. He can only open his mouth tragically, and bite with the spirit of fearlessness.

"How is it?" asked little nine eagerly? Is it delicious inside? "

Mo Pingjian throat a stretch, full of surprise nodded: "don't say, really delicious, seven elder brother, don't believe you try."

Mo Pingfang took the grilled fish suspiciously and took a big bite, but he couldn't help spitting it out without chewing it twice. He was spitting hard, and he was full of doubt and cried: "why is it so bitter, and there is a bad smell?"

Mo Pingjian laughed with pride, clapped his hands and yelled: "it's bitter. Fortunately, I don't eat much. I don't have the bad smell. Ha ha ha ha!"

"Well, you fool me, little eight!" Mo Pingfang rushes on angrily. Mo Pingjian dodges and shouts: "the fish is not delicious. I say it's delicious. You can believe it. Seventh brother, you are so stupid. Ha ha ha ha --"

Small nine don't understand of pick up by Mo Pingfang bit a big mouth of roast fish, don't understand of mutter a way: "baked paste bitter is normal, but how can smell?" Looking at it carefully, Xiao Jiu couldn't help sticking out his tongue and said, "Oh, I just forgot to remove my internal organs."

Mo Pingfang looks at the roast fish in Xiaojiu's hand in disbelief, but can't catch up with Mo Pingjian any more, so he lies down on the bow of the boat and vomits.

The old man and small nine look at each other and laugh without shame.

On March 16, in the shock of Kyoto people, Mo Pingchu married Wu Shulan, the daughter of Wu wenmu, a doctor of Taixue. Although the wedding ceremony was lively and grand, and the 36 Dan bride price also showed the sincerity of Xing government, the completion of the six gifts within two months made people aware of the rush of the wedding ceremony.