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"Dad, I'm still young, I'll talk about it later." After Lu Wei finished speaking, he bowed to the old man: "Please forgive the boy for not being in a situation, and please ask Mr. to take back his fate." ”

Even if your daughter is as beautiful as a fairy, I don't want an emotionless marriage, and I sincerely accept incompetence.

Before Lu Wei straightened his waist, he was slapped on the back of the head, and Lu An, who had always been good-tempered, scolded and beat angrily: "How can you have the right to speak?" Go about your business, don't make a mess here. ”

Lao Tzu beats his son, it is righteous, the old man smiles, and sees his son-in-law beaten by his in-laws, and life is happy.

It's really a disaster from heaven, who did I provoke. Lu Wei screamed exaggeratedly: "I've killed someone, help." While screaming, he hid behind the old man, thinking hatefully, I'll let you watch the fun!

Not to mention that the old man is dressed in a Confucian shirt and has an elegant temperament, he must be a scribe, and he is still an official, so he is willing to marry his daughter, so Lu Anxin is grateful, after all, his son's reputation for stupidity is outside, and now although his mind has recovered, the nearby villagers are still suspicious, and even the matchmaker does not earn this foot money.

This family business, for Lu An, is that there is no store in this village, no matter what, he has to keep it, seeing that his son is hiding behind his in-laws, he can't beat the raised hand, not because he feels sorry for his son, but because he is afraid of accidental injury, it will not end well.

The old man looked at Lu Wei with a smile, others are mothers-in-law looking at son-in-law, the more he looks at his son-in-law, the more he loves it, he is the old man looking at his son-in-law, and the more he looks at it, the more he feels that this kid is clever. Such a clever and clean-loving boy is really a good son-in-law.

In the hall, after complaining about Zhao Xuan, he ate cake again. The little county lord drank a large cup of tea, but he couldn't resist the temptation of the cake, and then cut a piece and sent it to his mouth, and he heard Lu Wei crying wolf not far away.

"Who is this kid messing with again?" The little county lord became curious, and he ate while walking very unladylikely, and followed the sound to find it, and saw a middle-aged uncle chasing Lu Weida. Lu Wei screamed and hid in Tibet, but he didn't dare to fight back.

Swallowing the cake in his mouth, the little county lord hurriedly asked: "Who is this uncle?" ”

The guy said, "Our old club." ”

The old club? The little county lord blinked and said, "Is it Avi's father?" ”

The guy nodded, "Not really." ”

"Hahaha," the little county lord laughed wildly, and rushed back to the hall to report the good news: "Sister Huan, the wicked have their own wicked rule, and the bad boy is beaten by his father, let's hurry up and see the excitement." ”

It's a shame to miss such a happy thing.

Huanhuan was very angry by Lu Wei just now, otherwise he wouldn't have even suffered from Zhao Xuan, hearing that he was beaten, he put down his fork and passed. The little county lord urged repeatedly: "Hurry up." ”

When the two arrived, Lu Wei was already hiding behind the old man. Just now, the little county lord's eyes were all on the embarrassed Lu Wei, and at this time, he saw the face of the old man sitting on the top clearly, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Dr. Mi? ”

The doctor is an official position, that is to say, the old man in front of him is indeed an official.

The old man saw the two girls at the door, was stunned for a moment, and then got up and saluted: "The minister has seen the princess and the little princess. ”

Princess! Princess! Lu An, who was looking for his son to come out and be beaten with a dark face, was stunned when he heard the old man's words, although he lived by the Jinming Pond, he had never seen such rare creatures as princesses and county lords, and he had never seen them for several generations. As for Zhao Xuan's background in the Dongping County Palace, he didn't believe it, and he once advised Lu Wei not to be fooled.

At the moment when the old man saluted, Huanhuan seemed to change his face, his face became expressionless, and he bowed slightly: "Mi Qing is exempt." ”

Lu Wei didn't know the old man's surname until this time.

The fire of gossip of the little county lord was burning, and he quickly asked Lu Wei the reason why he was beaten, and his eyes were so smiling that his eyes were gone, and his mouth was endless: "Avi, I didn't say you, Dr. Mi is a doctor of calligraphy and painting to be edicted, and the calligraphy and painting family is very praised by the official family. How can you disagree? ”

Even the emperor praised the calligraphy and painting! With such a scholarly family, the daughter must have a good upbringing, and the girl in Zhengmen Village is in the sky and the ground, and there is no comparison at all. Lu An was like a lottery ticket buyer with a five-million-dollar jackpot in modern times, who was hit by great happiness, his head was a little dizzy, and he couldn't believe it, and cautiously reconfirmed: "Doctor really wants to give Ling Xu a dog?" ”

"Dr. Mi, this family business, let's discuss it later, I'm still young." Lu Wei refused again, it doesn't matter if you are a scholar or a powerful family, no one has seen it, this family matter, I refused and did not discuss.

Lu An was anxious, raised his slap and chased after his son. The little county lord added fuel to the fire on the side: "Dr. Mi is one of the four masters of calligraphy and painting, you can't look down on such a family background, I really don't know who to marry." ”

Lu Wei, who fled in embarrassment, shouted in a hurry: "Shut up!" "Lao Tzu is marrying a wife, not an old man, one of the four masters of calligraphy and painting, does it have a dime to do with me?

The little county lord loves to see Lu Wei look embarrassed, and someone finally treats him, it should be! She laughed and groaned, "I'm just telling the truth. Uncle, Avi doesn't know good people's hearts, you have to discipline them well. ”

was called uncle by the noble little county lord, Lu An was a little dizzy, and the little county lord said that he was disciplined, and he was always right to do it. The honest man was ruthless, it was a tendon to the end, picked up the broom and ran to Lu Wei.

"I'll go." Lu Wei screamed strangely, rushed out of the door and fled.

"Hahahaha." The little county lord smiled and leaned back, and he was overjoyed, and the anger of love just now was completely out of the way.

Huanhuan is also unrestrained, in front of the ministers, she has been holding it, just laughing, that is also a smile without showing teeth, ladylike demeanor.

Lu Wei ignored the full house of guests and rushed out, Lu An couldn't help but be worried, his son is now the owner, and if he is beaten in public, he will lose face.

As soon as he hesitated, Lu Wei had already run away.

Lu Wei walked in from the back door and said quickly: "Dr. Mi, the shop has excellent steamed buns and cakes, as well as all kinds of signature dishes, do you want to eat or have dim sum?" If you don't need anything, the shop won't accept you. ”

Fuck off, don't mess around here. Lu Weicai doesn't care if Dr. Mi is everyone or not, and now he just wants to send this god away, so as to cut off the idea of cheap daddy.

"Steamed buns? Let's get a few. "Dr. Mi is very bold, mainly because of the boy's temper towards him, the windows of the restaurant are bright and clean, it is rare, he will come here, and he will be here cleaner than other places.

The little county lord couldn't laugh, stretched out two white fingers, compared, and said, "Dr. Mi, a steamed bun costs twenty times." ”

Don't run out of money when the time comes, then the fun will be great. Dr. Mi is an official, and it is not false that everyone is a calligrapher and painter, but he is an honest official, a generous person, and paintings worth thousands of gold, as long as they are pleasing to the eye, they will be sent out casually, and his family background is not as good as that of a middle-class businessman. Where can he afford such an expensive steamed bun?

The little county lord was kind-hearted, but he didn't expect Dr. Mi to be atmospheric: "It's not just twenty times, it's not worth anything." ”

Twenty runs are not worth anything! Do you have a good banknote? The little county lord was dumbfounded.