"Dad, I haven't seen you back for a long time, and you burned high incense as soon as you entered the door, you won't hide what I've done again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Mo Wushuang, who was at the entrance, raised his hand and put the vegetables he got on the road into the kitchen, and a carved horizontal knife fell on the stone table in the courtyard, which made Mo Linshan shrink his neck, where can he see the kind of hero who covered the sky nine years ago.

"Just kidding, your father and I have been walking the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years, and who knows me doesn't say that I have been bright and upright all my life!"

"The old bustard of Yihong Courtyard has recruited, you owe her thirteen taels of money for wine......"

Mo Linshan saw that his "well-behaved" daughter in the past had a hint of evil in his afterglow, and hurriedly reached out to guard the horizontal knife next to the table behind his back. "Why, you still want to do it to Lao Tzu!"

"What do you think, it's not easy for the old man to be alone, he should always find a home at such an old age, right?"

Mo Wushuang returned to the table and set the food away, but before Mo Linshan picked up the chopsticks, he saw Mo Wushuang drag out a box of picture scrolls from the back room, which made Mo Linshan's fingertips tremble.

"Yesterday, I saw the matchmaker in the town passing by in front of our house, and just told her to send some pictures of widows from good families within a radius of ten miles, but I didn't expect to be in the back room today, come and see if there is anything that matches the eye."

Mo Wushuang stretched out his hand and just wanted to open a scroll to show Mo Linshan, but unexpectedly, a chopstick pressed on Mo Wushuang's wrist, and the calm strength made it difficult for Mo Wushuang, who had been practicing martial arts for nine years, to shake it at all.

"You know, I only like your mother alone, and I can't marry anyone again in my life......"

Mo Wushuang sighed when he heard this, looking at Mo Linshan's increasingly pale sideburns, his inexplicable nose was a little sour. "Father, you are really the most backbone man I have ever met, I would rather spend money on prostitution than admit my physical impulses......"

When the words fell, Mo Wushuang's wrist was loosened and he dodged the pressure of the chopsticks, and he was about to open the scroll when he heard Mo Linshan shouting, and then the bamboo chopsticks turned into a sword move and pierced the painting scroll, which shocked Mo Wushuang into a cold sweat!

"Stinky old man, you're Alzheimer's! Why did you destroy other people's painting scrolls, and the old woman Wang came over to ask for it in a while, I see what you say! ”

When Mo Wushuang saw Mo Linshan's move, he hadn't done anything for a long time, and naturally his heart was itching.

When the words fell, he saw a harrier turn over, show his legs on the scabbard, and his toes were even more silver, blocking Mo Linshan's chopsticks, and pushing away three or two steps with internal force, the tip of the knife and the chopsticks on the other side pointed directly at each other.

"Yes, the internal force is free to retract and release, the moves are eclectic, just a chopstick that blocks Lao Tzu's strength has proved that you are still practicing hard in my absence, and you are close to the ranks of first-class martial artists in the rivers and lakes!"

"Old fellow, you're boasting about yourself in disguise!"

Mo Wushuang's wrist turned, the knife light was like a snow swallow attacking, and the red leaves that passed through the air were broken into two pieces and turned into a poetic wave, rolling towards the center of Mo Linshan's eyebrows, but the bamboo chopsticks exploded a little bit of the knife light, knocking Mo Wushuang away and crashing into the earthen wall behind him, smashing down a piece of loess!

"It's a pity that the attack is flashy, if you kill the enemy on the battlefield, within ten rounds, a swordsman of the same level as you will definitely take your life!"

Mo Wushuang was not convinced, and just wanted to get up and rush towards Mo Lin Mountain, but saw the door panel of the down-and-out courtyard fall to the ground, and Mrs. Wang was staring at the father and daughter competition with an embarrassed face......

"You guys have a good life, but why do you have to fight when you meet!"

"Mo Zhutou didn't say that you were an old man, if this girl hadn't been wild with you since she was a child, no one would dare to marry in Guqiao Town with this appearance."

Mrs. Wang is the old man of Guqiao Town of the old mayor's generation, Mo Linshan was not less taken care of when he first came to Guqiao Town, and naturally put down his chopsticks and hurriedly welcomed the old man to the stone table.

"Look, just now I saw the peerless girl being hit by you and hitting the wall, and I, an outsider, feel heartache when I see it......"

Speaking of which, Mo Wushuang reacted very quickly, and immediately pretended to be pitiful and threw himself into the arms of the old lady, as if he was complaining about Mo Linshan's unfair treatment of himself since he was a child.

Mo Linshan had never seen such a shameless person, and just wanted to reprimand, but unexpectedly, the old matchmaker Wang raised her hand to stop what Mo Linshan was going to say next.

"I won't say much else, I'm here to tell you the news."

When Mo Wushuang heard this, his eyes stared at his father, who he hadn't seen for a long time, and a sense of excitement of revenge arose.

"Yes, find him an old lady and tie him up at home, it's best to love me, and see if he dares to bully me in the future!"

Looking at Mo Wushuang's expression, Mrs. Wang looked back at Mo Linshan, with a hint of surprise in her tone.

"You didn't tell her?"

There was a slight feeling in his tone, and Mo Wushuang's gaze wandered left and right over the two of them, but he listened to Mrs. Wang rearrange her throat.

"Wushuang, my aunt has seen you since you were a child, you have always been a lonely girl, how lonely it is to have no one to talk to."

"Your father thinks about you, at first he told his aunt about the matter, and he also sent a box of painting scrolls, after all, your father said that your child wants to make his own decisions about everything, and when the time comes, he chooses his favorite, and his aunt can also come to see the wishes of others."

Mo Wushuang's heart seemed to be galloping towards ten thousand grass and mud horses, and while his mouth was holding on to the grass, he showed a funny expression and mocked himself.

"Calm down, calm down!" Mo Wushuang repeatedly told himself, and only after taking a deep breath did he respond to Mrs. Wang's words. "I really haven't thought about getting married......"

"Don't worry, my aunt understands that no big girl is reluctant to give up her relatives, after all, my aunt also came from that age."

"You can rest assured that your aunt will find you a husband who is definitely a big family, and at least you will be rich and wealthy for a lifetime, and when people see you in your mouth, they will be afraid of melting, and this life is not in vain to come to this world!"

Cold sweat soaked the back of Mo Wushuang's clothes, and the old matchmaker Wang in front of him sat on the stone chair and still persuaded Mo Wushuang to choose a Langjun in the photo, while Mo Linshan on the other side was even more gloating.

"Stinky girl, you will be from your Aunt Wang, I can't control you for the rest of my life, it's time to find a more suitable bastard to teach you how to be a beautiful girl!"

"Shut up! Tell me what benefits you received, so easy to sell the daughter who gets along with you day and night! ”

"What do you say! A twenty-eight-year-old girl is a good time to look for Lang Jun, not to mention ......" At this point, Mo Linshan's words came to an abrupt end when he came to his mouth, obviously there was something hidden that he didn't want Mo Wushuang to know.

"I don't care, don't marry anyone if you kill me!" Mo Wushuang, who was touched by the bottom line, was obviously a little excited, and even lost his previous wit in front of the eyes of the old matchmaker.

"Well, if there is a disagreement over something, then follow the old rules!"

After saying that, Mo Linshan turned around and picked up another bamboo chopstick on the stone table, stared at Mo Wushuang's figure with cold eyebrows and whispered: "I will beat you three times in martial arts, and you will pick me up three moves in Wendou!" ”

"Did anyone tell you that it's really shameless to do this......" Mo Wushuang had no choice but to raise his hand in surrender, and then the old matchmaker Wang came over with a picture scroll in her hand and shook it in front of Mo Wushuang's eyes.

"Then hurry up and pick a favorite one now, don't worry! Grandma definitely won't pit you! ”

"Hehe, forget it, it's better to worry about my aunt in this matter." The corners of Mo Wushuang's mouth twitched: "Anyway, it will definitely be yellow in the end!" ”