Dongfang Mulang laughed and said: "You kid, you are not at all polite. Okay, good, the old man likes your temper. I will leave for dinner today and let Zhi'er cook two dishes that you like. How about? "
Meng Nan nodded hurriedly: "Well, good, I like to eat dumplings, egg rolls, corn ribs soup, spicy chicken, vinasse fish..."
He said more than a dozen dishes in this anger, all of which were made by Bai Zhi before, and he has always been obsessed with it.
Dongfang Mu was dumbfounded, and regretted leaving him for dinner.
"I said, boy, the old man gave you three points of color, and you opened the dye room? Are you trying to exhaust my family Zhier? With so many dishes, can you finish eating?"
Meng Nan smiled dryly, scratching his head and said: "I just said casually, I don't have to do all of it, only half of it will do."
"Half?" Dongfang Mu raised his eyebrows.
Meng Nan waved his hand immediately: "No, no, three ways, three ways!"
Dongfang Mu was satisfied and patted Meng Nan on the shoulder, "Boy, be content!"
"Yes, yes!" Meng Nan kept smiling.
Hu Feng got up and said to Bai Zhi, "I'll give you a hand."
Meng Nan hurriedly stepped forward: "I can also fight, and so will I!"
Hu Feng hummed, "Meng Gongzi, what will you do?"
Meng Nan thought for a long time, but couldn't remember what he would do, and suddenly clapped his hand again: "Ah! I thought about it. I will add firewood. I can help you add firewood to the stove."
Hu Feng shook his head: "Someone will do these things naturally, do you know how to cook?"
"No!" Meng Nan shook his head.
Hu Feng asked again: "Can you make dumplings?"
Meng Nan shook his head again: "No!"
Hu Feng shrugged, "Then you should wait to eat." After finishing speaking, he took Bai Zhi and left directly.
Seeing Meng Nan’s look of loss, Dongfang Mu patted him on the shoulder again and smiled: “Young man, sit down, since you can’t help with the cooking, then stay here and talk to the old man. to chat with."
Meng Nan had to sit down, and the doubts in his heart became more and more intense. He simply asked, "Mr. Dongfang, how can Bai Zhi live here? When did you know her?"
Dongfang Mu Le said, "Boy, haven't you noticed that Bai Zhi looks a lot like me?"
With that said, Meng Nan took a closer look, hey, really, Bai Zhi's eyes are indeed very similar to the Dongfang Mu in front of him.
"Not many people know about this, because you are Zhi'er's lifesaver and you are very close, so I will tell you."
Meng Nan sat up straight and listened.
Dongfang said: "In fact, Zhi'er is my granddaughter who has been missing for many years. We met by chance in Qicheng. At that time, her mother was seriously ill and happened to be met by her. This may be God's arrangement. Everything is fixed."
Meng Nan was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth together, silently thinking about it in his heart. Dongfang Mu had a daughter. He married Pei Qinghan from the Changyuan Hou Mansion more than ten years ago. She gave birth to a daughter who died before her full month. A while back, he heard that Pei Qinghan had retrieved this daughter, and that this daughter had a marriage contract with King Jin.
He thought about something again. A few days ago, he heard that Wang Xiao went to Pei's house to propose marriage, and even the date of engagement was set. . . What is going on here
With Hu Feng's temperament, how could it be possible for things to develop to this point, he is still like a okay person
Moreover, shouldn't Bai Zhi live in Changyuanhou's Mansion at this time? How could it be here
Seeing his dumbfounded look, Dongfang Mu smiled and said, "You kid, must be at a loss now, right?"
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That's all for today, see you tomorrow!