After dinner, Ye Ling suddenly found that it seemed that there was one less person tonight. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What about Mo Xing, what about this great demon king of the mixed world, why is his brother-in-law so cheap today, but he is not at home.

As a result, when asked, this guy took Li Qi to the movies and went shopping, of course, at this time, Mo Xing had already taken Li Qi to see Mo Lao and his father.

For Li Qi, the family has no objections, after all, the current Mo family is different from other families, and the practice of marrying a powerful family must be absolutely eliminated.

The current Mo family is almost standing at the peak of China, and it is a big tree, so Mo Xing is destined to be impossible to marry the daughters of other families, also to avoid suspicion.

And a woman like Li Qi is also a good choice, and Li Qi also knows what monstrous background his man has.

When he saw Mo Lao asking about his family background with a smile, Li Kun felt that his head was buzzing and blank.

Unexpectedly, absolutely unexpectedly, Mo Xing actually had such a family background, after leaving the Mo family, Li Qi still felt like a dream.

Of course, the best news is that Li Qi has passed, which is the best ending for the two.

"That rabbit cub, I let me get married in a few months, and hurry up to give me a great-grandson, my old man, I haven't seen the fourth generation yet. ”

Mo Lao also said with a smile, since Ye Ling washed the old man's scriptures and marrow, his whole body was in good spirits and health, and his mood was also very good.

Ye Ling smiled slightly: "Grandpa, don't worry, Mo Xing's face is very good, and there is no problem in giving you a great-grandson." ”

"En, by the way, and the two of you, I want my great-grandson too, hurry up, don't let the old man rush me. ”

As Mo Lao spoke, he excitedly leaned on his crutches a few times, and then said a few more words to Ye Ling, and then went back to the house to rest.

After Mo Zishu watched his father leave, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Ye Ling, you talk about it, be reasonable, be reasonable, whatever I say, I will be scolded." ”

"But what I want to say is, if you can spare some hands, let's keep some, after all, Mr. He also called me a few times, of course, punishment is still indispensable, and the majesty of the Mo family cannot be lost!"

In the end, Mo Zishu's face was majestic and full of momentum, as the second generation of the Mo family, he had a very heavy right to speak, so he developed this majesty.

Ye Ling nodded, but before he could speak, Mo Zishu on the side pulled Ye Ling's sleeve: "Son-in-law, discuss something, then Wolong is drunk, you have to at least give me the whole thousand eight bottles, right?"

"The Wolong drunk you left for me was robbed by the old man, and half of it was given to those uncles, and I am also bitter. ”

"Now my brothers in the compound know that Wolong Drunk was produced by you, so it's a good thing, the hundred and ten bottles I hid have already been looted. ”

"Even I'm cautious and cautious about drinking it now, sad urging, you say, I'm sad no. ”

When Ye Ling heard this, he immediately nodded: "Don't worry, Dad, this is not a big deal, I will have someone send you five hundred bottles tomorrow, and when you finish drinking, call me, and I will send it to you." ”

Mo Zishu nodded excitedly after listening to it, now that Wolong is drunk, there is no need to do any publicity and advertising at all, in the entire Chinese high society, this is almost synonymous with face.

If anyone treats and moves a few boxes of Wolong drunk, it will be a big face, at least he must have a good relationship with Ye Ling, and if he has a good relationship with Ye Ling, can he still have a bad relationship with other people?

Chen Hua has called and cried several times, Ye Ling sent wine back and forth this time, hundreds of bottles at a time, and Chen Hua's heart was dripping blood.

It's not about money, the key is that there is not much wine in Longteng Liquor, isn't there that old saying, and the landlord's family has no surplus grain.

At night, on Chang'an Street, the lights were brilliant, Ye Ling and Mo Siqing stood on the side of the road, looking at the slow passing traffic, full of emotion.

"Baby, tell me where you want to travel the most, and I'll accompany you for a walk while you have time these days. ”

Ye Ling smiled slightly, of course, before traveling, he still had to go to Baowan and completely pull out those bastards who were behind his back.

"Central Plains Bianjing, Luoyang!"

Mo Siqing said slowly, turned around, looked at Ye Ling and smiled: "People say that the eight hundred years of the imperial capital are the eight hundred years of legend, and they are the peak of the feudal dynasty. ”

"But there are only these two ancient capitals that have really stood in the long river of time for 5,000 years, and I am very interested in them and have always wanted to see them. ”

"It's just that I'm alone, and I don't want to travel, to be honest, I'm still a girl who hasn't seen much of the world. ”

"I know the size of Sijiu City, but outside, I rarely go out, isn't it strange?"

Ye Ling shook his head: "That's okay, then let's go to Bianjing and Luoyang, it just so happens that I'm also very curious about these two cities." ”

The two ancient capitals of the Central Plains Province have bred an unknown number of outstanding people, and the rise and fall of each dynasty cannot make these two cities decline.

On the contrary, Luoyang and Bianjing have always played a very important role in the five thousand years of history, and they are the battleground for soldiers.

"Three days later, let's go around, these three days, you first accompany a few old people at home, what about me, go out to do some things, you will wait for me in the imperial capital." ”

Ye Ling said with a slight smile, Mo Siqing on the side was stunned, and did not ask Ye Ling what to do, she is a very smart woman who knows when to ask what to say.

Men, hoping that their women, are sometimes stupid, not shrewd, and more importantly, a man, especially a man like Ye Ling, can't look too closely, otherwise, the line will break, like a kite.

That night, Ye Ling left, and no one knew where he went, but in Baowan, the snack night market street of a certain city, an emaciated figure walked on the somewhat desolate street.

In the past, it was bustling with crowds, but with a bad decision by the authorities in Baowan, the tourism industry in Baowan has dropped by I don't know how many times.

Seeing the bosses on both sides of the road sitting on chairs, their faces full of listlessness and worry, Ye Ling couldn't help but shake his head.

This is the rhythm of death, until you lose it, you know to cherish, without the care of the inland father, whether it is Baowan, or Xiangjiang and Haojiang, all of them are the rhythm of economic collapse.

"Hey little brother, come and try it, the authentic betel nut in Baowan, come on, come and try it, not only is it not expensive, but it is delicious." ”

Speaking extremely lame Mandarin, a big wave of girls greeted Ye Ling with heavy makeup.