After sitting in the hall for a while, Mo Niang came over and called Wang Shaoan to come over for dinner. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Shaoan walked out of the door, stretched his waist, and went out to the left hand side of the bun shop, the stall had been collected, and the stove had reached the root of the wall.

"What are you looking at, come in." Mo Niang looked at Wang Shao'an, who was standing outside the door with his hands behind his back and looking up and down, and shouted, "It's not just a bun shop, what's there to look at?" ”

Wang Shaoan smiled noncommittally and walked in. The hall is furnished in a simple and simple way, surrounded by some rolling and chopping utensils, and a table in the middle with food on it, which is a dining table at a glance.

"I haven't eaten home-cooked side dishes in this era, but I finally have the opportunity to try it!" Looking at the stack of sauced beef, a bowl of mutton, and a few baked cakes on the table, he couldn't help frowning.

"Look at you, what's the matter with standing still, our family, no outsiders, don't be ashamed of the neighbors in the future." Mo Niang beckoned Wang Shaoan to sit down.

Wang Shaoan was not embarrassed, but he saw this dish...... The matchmaker and Liu Furong used fire to medicine him before, it was the original dish, and when I saw it again, I felt a little emotion in my heart.

However, Wang Shaoan immediately sat down to eat with Mo Niang, and he could eat delicious food and appreciate beautiful women, so why not do it. During the meal, Mo Niang also found that this tall boy always peeked at her a few times intentionally or unintentionally, but he didn't break it.

From the chat, Wang Shaoan learned very important news, that is, this Mo Niang is a widow! She got married at the age of fifteen, and her husband was nearly ten years older than him, but within a few years of marriage, her husband kicked his legs and died, she did not elaborate. Not long after her husband died, she moved out on her own, rented this shop and started a steamed bun business, which she did for ten years.

Although Wang Shaoan pretended to be compassionate on his mouth and face, he might be secretly happy in his heart! The walls of the two backyards are no more than two meters high.

"The dead are gone, the past will eventually return to dust, youth is gone, and the present is still beautiful. The most important thing in being a human being is to live in the moment. Wang Shaoan comforted.

"Good one lives in the moment, come, cheers to this life in the moment!" Mo Niang raised her wine glass, slammed the glass with Wang Shaoan, and dried it in one sip. In less than a minute, two red clouds rose on Mo Niang's face, which looked even more charming.

"Actually, I don't care about my dead ghost husband, that stinky man hooks up all day long and doesn't go home for four nights, it's not a good thing! If I knew that I was such a temperamental, I would never have married! Mo Niang poured the wine again.

"Hehe, boss, you have a great temperament and are charming, that's a young man, why don't you choose a good family to marry?" Wang Shaoan asked.

"Giggles, Lao Wang, you can really talk, but I like that. Hey, although there are thousands of men in this Great Song Kingdom, even if you are a long race to the gods, then others will not marry a widow, it is not good to say it. Mo Niang let out a good laugh.

Yo Xi, I thought the Song Dynasty was a relatively open dynasty, and it seems that ancient China nearly a thousand years ago was also relatively conservative. However, this Mo Niang's personality is also hearty and generous. Wang Shaoxin thought with peace of mind.

"Then you said that you hate your man, why do you want to ask me to treat your brother-in-law now?" Wang Shaoan asked curiously.

"Hey, it's not like people have been lying down, it's pitiful, it's a pity to die like this." Mo Niang replied.

After lunch, Wang Shaoan took the medicine box next door. Mo Niang led Wang Shaoan to his brother-in-law's house.

A huge mansion that looks like a middle-class man who is not short of money.

"Dad, mother, I'm back." The door was open, and Mo Niang called twice inside.

"Mo Niang is back, come in." An old male voice rang out.

"Let's go, there's someone in the house." After speaking, Mo Niang led Wang Shaoan into the house and sat down in the front hall. The servant of the house brought a bowl of tea. Wang Shaoan looked at the hall, at that time, this kind of decoration should belong to the luxury level.

Wang Shaoan habitually said: "Thank you." ”

This thank you actually made Mo Niang look at him with strange eyes.

At this time, a bunch of old husbands and wives walked in, the old man was holding a cane, and it seemed that the two of them were also strong, that is, they were quite old, and they looked like they were in their seventies. The old woman helped the old man to sit down on the main seat of the hall.

"Mo Niang, why did you come home if you have nothing to do today?" The old man asked in a slightly trembling voice.

"Come back to see your second elder, I can rest assured to see that your second elder is in good shape. What about the three places, how is he? Mo Niang said this well, putting the two old people in the first place is enough to show her filial piety.

"Hey!" When the old man heard Mo Niangti mention the third brother, he let out a long sigh: "It's not the same as before, lying on the bed, not getting out of bed or moving." From time to time, I still cry out for pain, recently, sometimes I have a fever in the middle of the night, and the disease is getting more and more serious, hey. The old man said with a lonely expression.

"Dad, this is Wang Langzhong, why don't you invite him to take a look." Mo Niang introduced to the old man.

"It turns out that you are Wang Langzhong, disrespectful and disrespectful, so we are still at home." Old man Wang arched his hand at Wang Shaoan and said.

Ya, the ancients were really polite, I don't know him, disrespectful.

"Uncle Wang, look up for a long time." Wang Shaoan learned from him, and also arched his hand and said politely.

"Hey, my poor son, I haven't looked at how many Langzhong, how much money I have spent, I have long lost hope! Forget it, I don't want to be disappointed anymore. Old man Wang waved his hand.

"Master, everyone is here, you can let the family take a look, maybe it's okay." The old woman next to her opened her mouth to persuade that this is also her son, and if she has more hope, she can't give up easily.

"Hey, then let me come." The old man stood up, and the old woman immediately got up and helped him out.

Passing through the corridor and entering a partial courtyard, the old man Wang walked up the steps with the support of the old woman, and he paused at the door, hesitated for a moment, and then pushed the door in.

Mo Niang and Wang Shaoan followed behind. Wang Shaoan looked at the room, all kinds of exquisite decorations were more luxurious at that time, it seems that although this family house is not a big mansion, it can be regarded as a local tyrant.

"Zhuzi, your sister-in-law invited you to come and see you." Old man Wang couldn't bear to say.

"Hiccup...... Be...... Father...... Daddy is coming...... Here it comes. The man lying on the bed said inarticulately.

"Wang Langzhong, take a look, it's really useless and I don't blame you, hey~" This old man Wang is also enlightened, as soon as these words came out, Wang Shaoxin softened, the death of the two sons of the old couple is now sick, it is really miserable.