"Madam, where do you say that?" Chen Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh. He was stamping the snow on his cotton shoes, while looking at Meiya's red face. Somehow, Chen Qingxuan thought Meiya had become beautiful. Naturally, he didn't think Meiya was ugly before. But now, Meiya is obviously much more delicate than before. She was always unkempt and timid to everyone. Now it's this girl What's more, Chen Qingxuan is more confident and confident. He knows that this confidence and confidence do not come from the sudden canonization decree of the long live master, so Chen Qingxuan is particularly happy for Meiya.
"Anyway, you have to stay today," Meiya said with a smile. "I'm good at making eight treasure porridge today. I'm sorry if I don't drink it."
"In that case, I can't leave any regrets," Chen Qingxuan said with a smile, nodding to Meiya and comparing three fingers. "I'll book three bowls of eight treasure porridge with my wife first."
"Alas! Yes! Three bowls have been agreed. There will be many at that time! " Meiya was so happy that her eyes narrowed to a line. She hurriedly urged Chen Qingxuan, "Mr. Chen, I will not delay your time. Mr. Ding is still waiting for you."
"OK," Chen Qingxuan nodded and walked toward Ding Yunwen's room. Then he met Zhong Mingwei, who came out of the room, and he was busy bowing his hand. "Yes, I have seen you."
"Come on, come on in," Zhong Mingwei nodded and watched Chen Qingxuan enter the room. Zhong Mingwei turned a big white eye at the closed door, then slowly walked to Meiya's side, stood leaning against a pillar and looked down at Meiya. I was very upset, "you are really going too far now."
"How can I go too far? It's just to leave Mr. Chen for dinner. What are you thinking about? You are good enough to stand and talk to me, "Meiya can't see Zhong Mingwei's foolishness, and she's afraid that he'll be tired of that leg when standing like this." I've seen all 34 people, but I didn't stand or sit. Fortunately, I grew up with Mr. Ding's instruction. "
"I said! Don't mention my fake age! You mention it again! Hum! " Zhong Mingwei is not good when he comes to the Spring Festival. Seeing the new year coming, everyone is very happy and busy. He just can't be happy. The closer he is to the new year, the more fidgety he is. It's just because the new year is coming, the older he will be.
"I don't want to mention you 34," said Meiya, grubbing Zhong Mingwei. "And according to grandma Chen, you are 36."
Grandma Chen is talking about the false age, and one false age is two years old. Of course, this is all about listening to Chen Qingxuan. There is a strong urge to marry inside and outside the story. Rao is the old man who has not forced Chen Qingxuan to marry and have a son, so that he can prepare for the exam. But he can't stand the desire for his daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law and great grandchildren. So the more he reaches the end of the year, the more he will take the age It's said that Chen Qingxuan would run to other hospitals in Nanshan when he was three or five years old. First, he was really willing to follow Ding Yun's literary skills, and second, he was also trying to hide himself.
Zhong Mingwei's face is loveless: "so you want to catch your man's short son and stab him in the heart every day?"
"Don't mention it, then. Just stab me every day. No, no, no, I'm much more generous than you. You can stab me more." Meiya looked at his appearance, couldn't help but smile with her mouth in her eyes, and sighed again. "Oh! Seeing that I am going to be 18 years old, I am in a hurry! "
Zhong Mingwei's mouth was twitching: "..."
He wants to hit people a little. What a special wish!