From the happiness of Manager Yang, it can be seen how happy this twilight old man is in his heart at this time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Following Manager Yang out of the hall, looking at the back of Manager Yang who was walking briskly, Ye Feng vaguely remembered the situation when he took Han Zidie back to the mansion.

Thinking about it now, at that time, Manager Yang locked himself and Han Zidie in the house, and secretly asked him to seize the opportunity to tie the knot with Han Zidie, Ye Feng showed a faint smile on his face.

Whether it was Fu Hai or Manager Yang, they were sincerely happy for him when they learned that Ye Feng had found his lover's beloved.

This is family affection, and it has nothing to do with the status of master and servant. In their eyes, no matter how strong Ye Feng's cultivation was and how high his status was, Ye Feng was still the child they watched grow up.

And Ye Feng also cherishes this little family affection. Now there are only two members of the Blood Demon left, and only Chief Yang is left among the servants. The moment Ye Feng walked into the ancestral hall, he completely dispelled the idea of taking Manager Yang to the Ancient Ye Sect.

Ye Feng understood that this mansion that was very similar to Ye Mansion was the best place for Manager Yang. And Manager Yang chose this mansion, but in fact, he still couldn't let go of the Ye Mansion that no longer existed, and he also wanted to die in this mansion, even if it was ...... This is not the real Yefu.

After receiving the incense handed over by Mr. Yang, Ye Feng and Li Muwan held the incense and bowed three times to the tablets of the ancestors and ancestors.

Inserting the incense into the incense burner, Ye Feng and Li Muwan took a few steps back and knelt on the ground.

"Ye Feng, the ninth-generation descendant of the main lineage, brought his fiancée Li Muwan to kowtow to the ancestors and ancestors."

Say it! I saw Ye Feng and Li Muwan holding their hands on the ground and kowtowing three times to the tablet above.

Ye Feng stood up from the ground with red eyes, silently looked at his father Ye Longtian's tablet for a long time, and gradually showed a confident smile on his face.

Ye Feng didn't say much, everything he wanted to say was contained in his gaze.

After that, Ye Feng and Li Muwan returned to the hall, Li Muwan calmed down the sadness that had just arisen, and sat beside Ye Feng and looked at Ye Feng silently.

"Ye Feng, what were you thinking when you looked at the spirit card just now?" Li Muwan asked.

Ye Feng blinked and smiled faintly: "I'm telling my father that Mu Wan is more beautiful than that Sima Yanru, and she is a hundred times stronger than her kind-hearted." ”

Li Muwan's little face flushed to the base of her neck, and she said with a shy smile: "I didn't expect you to be flamboyant, what about compared to Han Zidie?" Which of us is prettier? ”

Hearing this, a black line suddenly appeared in Ye Feng's mind, and he coughed lightly twice, but he didn't know how to answer Li Muwan's words.

"Hey, hey! The purple butterfly girl is as beautiful as a fairy, dressed in purple and has purple hair. At this moment, Manager Yang came in with two jars of wine and smiled, and seeing that Ye Feng and Li Muwan had embarrassed smiles on their faces, Manager Yang put down the wine jar and said, "But ah, Miss Muwan is better." Let's not talk about anything else, just Miss Mu Wan can cook, it is not comparable to Miss Purple Butterfly. Smelling the aroma of this meal again, even if Miss Purple Butterfly learns for a year and a half, I'm afraid it won't be as good as Miss Mu Wan. ”

The first half of Manager Yang's words made Ye Feng's heart rise to his throat, but then he put it down again, and gently let out a breath of turbidity.

Don't look at Li Muwan has experienced ups and downs, but that heart really retains a sense of innocence. Hearing Mr. Yang's praise, the pretty little blush, stood up and helped Mr. Yang to sit down, picked up the wine jar and poured wine for Ye Feng and Mr. Yang.

"Boss! You can taste Mu Wan's cooking. Mu Wan hasn't cooked for a while, so if it's not your appetite, you can take care of it. Li Muwan picked up two pairs of chopsticks and gave them to Ye Feng and Manager Yang respectively, looking at Manager Yang looking at the dishes and soup on the table, his heart was pounding.

On the table, four dishes and one soup. They are steamed tofu with double peppers, braised spring bamboo shoots in oil, pot fried lotus root, braised winter melon, as for the soup, red bean and red date soup, and a small pot of red bean and red date porridge.

It can be seen that the four dishes are all vegetarian dishes, Ye Feng doesn't know why, but Li Muwan and Manager Yang know the reason in their hearts, because there is no meat in the stove room at all.

I saw Mr. Yang smiling and picking up the spring bamboo shoots with chopsticks, putting them in his mouth and chewing them a few times, his eyes flashed slightly, and he picked up the winter melon slices and chewed a few bites, and put down the chopsticks after swallowing.

Manager Yang stared at the two dishes he had tasted silently, which suddenly made Ye Feng slightly stunned, and looked sideways at Li Muwan, who was red-faced, and thought about it and didn't say anything.

After Li Muwan looked at Manager Yang, she pouted with a red face and some grievances, and slowly lowered her head.

"Boss, isn't it particularly unpalatable?" Li Muwan lowered her head and asked in a low voice.

Manager Yang shook his body slightly, came back to his senses, looked at Li Muwan, got up and said, "Miss Muwan, you sit first." Young master, with Miss Muwan by your side in the future, the old slave will be completely relieved. If you don't eat on time in the future, you can be blind to Miss Muwan's craftsmanship. ”

thought that the fried vegetables were not delicious, but Li Muwan buried her head very low after sitting down. But hearing Manager Yang's praise, Li Muwan slowly raised her head and asked with a red face: "Manager, you wouldn't say that on purpose, would you?" ”

"Mu Wan, you are wrong, he will never tell lies for flattery. You know, my father is a very picky person about dishes, and if the cooked food is not delicious, he will never use chopsticks again. If I remember correctly, the salary of the Ye Mansion chef was 100,000 taels of silver a year. But if you want to enter the Ye Mansion as a cook, the dishes you cook must be approved by the general manager. Ye Feng explained.

"So powerful, huh? After that, when you and I are old, we will open a tavern, and when we hire a cook, we must let the manager check it. Li Muwan said with a smile.

"Oh? If you only let the old slave taste the food, the old slave doesn't plan to go. However, if Miss Mu Wan doesn't dislike the old slave's clumsiness, she can let the old girl coax a big fat boy, this is negotiable. Mr. Yang looked at Ye Feng and the others with a smile, implying that the two of them could get married as soon as possible, and then benefit the Ye family.

Ye Feng and Li Muwan's faces suddenly turned red like ripe apples, and they were shy and eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Ahem! Steward, let's ...... Let's eat first, or the soup and vegetables will be cold. Ye Feng blushed and spoke.

Manager Yang shook his head helplessly with a wry smile, and the three of them picked up the chopsticks one after another, and talked happily while eating.

The moonlight is like silver, sprinkling the courtyard of the Yang Mansion to shine faintly.

In the hall, the lit candles emitted a soft light, and the laughter that came from inside from time to time dispelled the death-like silence of the Yang Mansion for months. It also makes this mansion, where only one old man lives, add a little vitality.

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