Matriarch is Pretty and Cool Chapter 229: Meng Po Tang was successfully developed

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Zhou Ying's expression became more and more grim, nodded and said goodbye to them and left.

Duan Zong is not like a man who faints for women. Could it be true that, as the little girl said, there is a problem with the land in the east of Haicheng? What's really dead? Lost money after shooting?

Or, is this Duan Zong's tactics?

For a while, Zhou Ying couldn't make up her mind.

At the gate of Juxian Pavilion, Bai Chuwei poked Duan Feihan's arm and sneered: "Hanhan, you are a lie, what else do I say?"

Let you be a kid, you just don't do it.

Duan Feihan rubbed the blue silk on his left wrist with his fingers. Knowing that Bai Chuwei was going to talk about the younger brother again, he changed the subject and asked: "Next Sunday is the wedding of my third brother and Tong Yunrou. I have sent invitations to the Bai family. Are you here? ?"

Bai Chuwei shook her head: "If you don't go, I will at most give a gift."

If she goes to the ceremony, Tong Yunrou will be scared to death, right?

Tong Yunrou may not be afraid of anyone, just because Bai Chu will come out and ruin things.

However, she is currently engaged in Meng Po Tang, not sure if it can be developed before the wedding.

If all goes well, then Meng Po Tang is the wedding gift for Duan Xiuqi.

Duan Feihan looked at Bai Chuwei's unblemished and flawless face, and felt that she had better not go to the wedding.

"Do you have other arrangements that day?"

Duan Feihan suddenly thought that Bai Chuwei would go to Cao Jinhai just now. He seemed to have told Cao Jinhai before that he was asked to learn recipes in twenty days and make a table of dishes...

Bai Chuwei nodded naturally: "Yes, that day is the anniversary of death, I will worship every year."

Every year, this habit has continued for more than five thousand years.

Bai Chuwei snapped her fingers in the night sky, "By the way, I brewed the peach blossom drunk, is Hanhan interested in trying it?"

Peach blossom drunk...

Duan Feihan immediately remembered the poor peach tree in his Nancheng Manor that had been bald by a "little thief".

Bald his peach tree and give wine to other men as a memorial...

Duan Feihan said indifferently: "I'm not interested."

Bai Chuwei was a little frustrated when she heard this, and looked at Duan Feihan's back and said: "In fact, the peach blossoms taste very good. The peach trees in your manor are also well raised, and the taste of the petals is more delicious."

Duan Feihan's blue veins suddenly jumped on his forehead, and dropped four words: "I will send you home."

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Just when the people eating melons in Haicheng participated in the gambling game, it was finally Sunday when it was time to bet on whether the wedding of Duan Xiuqi and Tong Yunrou could be successful.

Baiyinyintian went to accompany the bride before dawn, and Bai Guofu also changed into a more decent suit, ready to attend the wedding.

Bai Hongguang on the side looked at Bai Chuwei, his eyes eagerly: "Chuwei, don't you go? Actually, you are my Bai family, and no one dares to make irresponsible remarks about following grandpa to the wedding. Or you go. "

Bai Chuwei looked at Bai Hongguang for a long time, "You seem to want me to go, no one at home?"

Bai Hongguang's face suddenly became embarrassed, and he sternly said: "How do you say this kid? I don't want you to go to the upper-class society to meet the world more?"

Bai Chuwei smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, I'm going out later, and I won't be going home anymore today."

Today is the wedding of Duan Xiuqi and Tong Yunrou, and it also happens to be that person's 5,420 years of death.

Bai Chuwei looked at the cloudy sky outside and went upstairs silently.

As soon as I entered, the snowball pounced: ‘Old ancestor, the Mengpo soup you cooked on the boiler seems to be ready. Is it going to be sent to Duan Xiuqi? ’