Chapter 552

Xiao'an nodded as he twitched: "I I know, I have been Always rest assured, especially at ease. Otherwise, I won't sleep so steadily in front of you... "

Xiao'an said that he used to spend the night in the wild. Pang Yi naturally knows that. Looking back at the scene, Pang Yi really feels and misses it. He leaned over to kiss xiao'an's wet eyes and said softly, "do you still want to have a roast rabbit?"

"You Will you bake it for me again? " Xiao'an can't stop choking, but her eyes are bright, but she looks at Pang Yi. "Can you put on more bees and honey this time? Last time, there was no oil or salt. There was nothing It's not delicious. "

"You eat so much if it's not delicious?" Pang Yi smiled greatly. "In order to satisfy you, I didn't have enough."

"That's me. I'm very hungry. Otherwise, I won't eat the rabbit you baked," said xiao'an, who smoked and said, "your skill is really too It's too rotten to compare with the worst cook in our family. "

"Are you serious?" Pang Yi immediately blacked his face, pretending to be angry and scaring little an, "I'm so bad in your eyes?"

"Yes, yes, I'm telling you the truth," said little Anshi, twitching his way through the tunnel, reaching around pangyi's neck, and then looking at him with wet eyes. "But no good cook can match you, you No one, no one, can match your heart to me. "

"Haha, just like your little mouth," said Pang Yi, with a smile on his face. He hurriedly went to kiss xiao'an's lips, and smiled at the same time. "Honey, don't cry. This time both hind legs belong to you."

……

May 19, 2013.

In the evening.

Ningguta.

Nanshan bieyuan.

When Chen Qingxuan sent grandma Chen and Gu Qingtong in the afternoon, Zhong Mingwei was writing couplets and Chinese characters in the backyard. Meiya grinded them for him while praising the good-looking characters of the men in his family. The men in his family were very pleased, so they added more than ten Chinese characters, saying that every pomegranate tree in his family was also pasted.

"Sir, madam." Pang Yi gently buckled the door outside. Since he moved to another yard in Nanshan, Pang Yi would not come to the backyard easily. Even if he had something to do, he would knock at the door first.

"Come in," Meiya sniffs, turns her head to the doorway, watches pangyi come in, and casually asks pangyi, "what's the matter? Is it the Grand Master of the wedding banquet

"The great master has been invited. He is the great master of zhenweizhai," Pang Yi nodded with a smile. "As soon as the magistrate heard the good news, he hurried to ask the great master of zhenweizhai to help us. His subordinates have arranged for the great master to live in the front yard."

"Well, that's good," Meiya nodded, and looked at Zhong Mingwei with a smile. "The craftsmanship of the real master is wonderful. You don't know until you've eaten it."

"Then I'll know," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, looking at pangyi, who was still clubbing in place. "Is there anything else?"

"Yes," Pang Yi nodded hurriedly, "Mr. Chen came here in the morning, saying that grandma Chen was worried about the lack of preparation for her side. She thought that she would come here next evening and clean up for her."

"Is that grandma here?" Meiya stood up hurriedly and looked at pangyi with a surprised and happy face. "Why don't you invite her in?"

"Mrs. Qi, grandma Chen has just arrived. Now she is picking up peanuts in the front yard." Pang Yi said hurriedly.

"What does she pick up peanuts for?" Meiya's curious face, whether Zhong Mingwei's ink is enough, drives to the front yard, "Mingwei, I'll go to see grandma ha."

"I see. It's dark. Watch your step." Zhong Mingwei nodded and watched her walk out of the door happily. At the same time, his eyes fell on pangyi, who was still standing like a knot in wood. "What else do you have

"Yes," Pang Yi scratched his head, went to the desk and sat down, and opened his mouth with some difficulty, "Sir, tomorrow, I think I'd like to bring her to say hello to you and your wife. "

Who is she? Naturally, Zhong Mingwei and pangyi are both Menqing's children. Zhong Mingwei didn't speak. He continued to write the character carefully with a pen in his hand. Pangyi was so worried that he went to grind Zhong Mingwei hurriedly and carefully said: "my wife has Do you know? "