The two of them stood in front of the window, picked up a crack in the window, and gently opened a gap, "Madam, it's lively outside." ”

Chen Mengtian looked out of the window, but it was not so lively.

I saw Mo Zui and Zhu Ziyue talking with a smile, and the two of them were not idle in their hands, they were munching melon seeds, and they had just come out of the pot.

As for where the melon seeds in my hand come from, just look at the temporary pot in the yard, which is mixed with sand and soil and stir-fried melon seeds.

The one who is burning the fire is the blue kite, the first oiran of this drunken moon pavilion.

It was Liu Niang who stirred the sand and melon seeds in the pot.

Looking at Feng Peng and Feng Qing on the side, the two brothers also occupied a makeshift pot, with a fire burning in the stove and vegetables stir-frying in the pot.

Looking at the person stir-frying again, Chen Mengtian's eyes flashed with a bright light, "Uncle! Cousin! ”

It was none other than Chen Ping and Chen Baojie who were stir-frying in the yard, and they also came from the capital!

Picking up a hand to help Chen Mengtian, seeing that the surprise on her face was obvious, she narrowed her eyes and smiled, it was in vain that she had concealed it before, and surprises often came like this.

Chen Mengtian's voice was very small, and the courtyard was also very lively, but Mo was drunk and his ears moved, and his eyes came directly at Chen Mengtian.

When he saw Chen Mengtian standing in front of the window in the house, a playful light flashed in his eyes.

Zhu Ziyue, who was standing aside and talking to him, also looked along.

Both of them saw Chen Mengtian's figure.

Since Zhu Ziyue was stabbed by the family's personal servant last time, although he was depressed for a few days, he quickly recovered as before.

At this time, he looked at Chen Mengtian with a gentle smile, quiet and restrained.

Mo Zui moved his body, threw the melon seeds in his hand, and unconventionally rushed in the direction where Chen Mengtian was, and saluted solemnly and dignifiedly, "My subordinates greet the master, I wish you good luck in the East China Sea, and add two little masters to play with us in the coming year." ”

I really can't say anything when I look at his actions, but his words are really making people want to stuff them into his mouth.

Mo drunk this sound, and the people in the courtyard looked in the direction of his salute.

Chen Ping, Chen Baojie father and son, Feng Peng, Feng Qing brothers, Liu Niang, Lan Kite, and the secret guards who appeared in the courtyard are remembered. Their eyes looked at Chen Mengtian.

Chen Baojie was the most emotional, immediately threw down the shovel in his hand, and ran quickly to the window where Chen Mengtian was standing, "Sister Tian! ”

He hadn't seen Chen Mengtian for a long time.

Even when he returned to Chenjia Village temporarily, he met Zhu Ziyue and others by chance, and only then did he know that Chen Mengtian was pregnant.

In the past year, his cousin has been a cousin for a long time, and she doesn't care about the business of Zuixianlou, and even other branches don't care.

"Cousin." Chen Mengtian narrowed his eyes and smiled.

His cousin looks a lot calmer, and he has a unique aura of business, an aura that has been shaped all year round.

Anyone who looks at Chen Baojie at this time can hardly imagine that he was born in the small place of Chenjia Village.

At this time, he looks like the rich son, full of wealth and nobility, he is no longer the man he used to be, and he can't even marry a daughter-in-law at an older age.

Chen Qishan's face was very excited, when he faced Chen Mengtian, his face was as doting as before, and he looked at Chen Mengtian's gaze as if she was a child.

"Your cousin-in-law is also here, and she is sitting in the house with the child, let me take you to have a look?"

Chen Mengtian could hear that Chen Qishan's voice was a little trembling.