I am used to seeing Du Jun's roughness and heroism, and once upon a time I saw Du Jun so gentle and pretentious, speaking softly and walking gracefully.

The style of painting changed too quickly, like a tornado, Huang Xiaohu and Man Cang, as people close to Du Jun, didn't react for a while, but seemed to have seen something incredible, and their eyes almost fell off.

Could it be ..... Is the owner (Miss) a ghost?

If Du Jun knew what these two people were thinking, he would definitely kick it over directly, grandma is a bear, this is called an actor's self-cultivation, what people say when they see them, what mountains they worship and what Buddhas, do you understand?

"My brother's surname is Zhao Yiqian, and I have seen Du Jun's cousin", Zhao Yiqian smiled and bowed to Du Jun and said with a fist.

Du Jun couldn't help but complain in his heart, his face was still respectful and slightly polite, and he responded with a good throat: "Du Jun has seen Cousin Yiqian." ”

"It's all my own family, why be polite?" Zhao Yiqian laughed and waved his arm, "Come on, please come inside, my father is Lizheng, and he happens to be at home now, I will definitely be happy to see you in a while." ”

Du Jun smiled slightly, raised his feet and walked up the steps, Man Cang and Huang Xiaohu also came back to their senses, carrying the crib and respectfully following behind them.

Taking advantage of this, Zhao Yiqian quickly approached Du Jun's side and whispered: "Don't hide it from my cousin, since the old man has had those seasonings of yours, his appetite has improved a lot, and he can eat half a bowl of rice more for every meal, but I don't know how many seasonings my cousin brought this time?" ”

Belch! Really ask about the seasoning!?

Regarding the news that Zheng brought back yesterday, Du Jun didn't believe it at all, and let what he said fall wildly, but with one point, Du Jun felt that there was something greasy in it. If you want to get some seasonings from the village apportionment, you can just send someone over, so why call her to come back in person?

Especially when he saw this familiar mansion, Du Jun was even more convinced that this Xinli was not a good bird, the upper beam was not correct and the lower beam was crooked, Zhao Wuye was not a good thing, how good could the son he gave birth to?

Du Jun quietly withdrew the dagger into space, and bowed his head to Zhao Yiqian apologetically, looking like he wanted to cry or not, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint my cousin, which kinds of condiments I bought from a foreign businessman, and I don't have much left in my hand at present, even if I want to give it to you, it won't be too much." ”

When Zhao Yiqian heard this, his bright eyes quickly dimmed, he was one of the few people in the family who did not participate in the affairs of the Qinglong Gang, he was quite square, and he didn't know his father Zhao Shankui's plan, but he was relieved in an instant, such a novel seasoning must be expensive, and no one would hoard it, so he squeezed out a smile, "It's okay, for my brother, I have to thank my cousin for being willing to cut my love." ”

Du Jun hummed softly in embarrassment, and did not say anything about it.

The journey was very short, and soon Du Jun stepped into the main hall that had been swept away, and a middle-aged man in a brown robe sat next to a new Eight Immortals table, which seemed to be the new Li Zheng in Zhao Yiqian's mouth.

At the age of forty, with a square face, white and beardless, he was looking at the woman who had just entered the door with a straight face and no anger, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Cowering and not being able to get on the stage was Du Jun's first impression of Zhao Shankui.

For today's trip, Du Jun deliberately changed into a set of skirts, the upper body is a bright red dark pattern Shu brocade short shirt, and the lower body is equipped with a crimson mopping long skirt, and in the middle is a green silk belt, which is embroidered with some delicate patterns with gold and silver threads. The hair is carefully pulled up in a bun with three different styles of gold hairpin tassels, accompanied by two pink jasmine silk flowers.

It's just that this suit looks graceful and luxurious on a fair-skinned woman, beautiful but not delicate, but Du Jun's complexion is dark, but it is more rustic by this suit, and he can't bear to look at it directly.

Man Cang, who was following behind Du Jun, couldn't help but feel hot, Miss didn't know how to dress up, although this set of clothes was made of exquisite materials, but since it was made, it has been beaten into the cold palace, and Miss has never mentioned it.

But for some reason, the young lady deliberately chose this outfit last night, and also pointed out the jewelry and hair bun to wear today. She was also kindly dissuaded, but Du Jun only gave her six words, the secret of heaven must not be revealed, it is really a headache!

"Dad, this is Uncle Shuguitang's cousin Du Jun", Zhao Yiqian stepped forward and said to the middle-aged man in an orderly manner.

Du Jun's performance is very different from usual, except for a glance when he first entered the main hall, the rest of the time has been lowering his head and eyes, looking quite quiet and supple, at this time hearing the man's hearty voice, he couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, and his head hung lower.

A few steps forward to salute, the weak mosquito and fly responded: "Little woman Song Zhao, meet Zhao Lizheng." ”

Zhao Shankui didn't raise his eyelids, oh, and then seemed to think of something, quickly restrained his disgust, the corners of his mouth rose, got up and said to Du Jun with a smile: "Yo, the eldest daughter of the Shugui family, I haven't seen you for many years, look up and let the uncle see, I still remember how thin and small you were when you were born, I didn't expect you to grow so big now, it's really hard to disobey old age." ”

Zhao Shankui is tall, speaks loudly, and is full of confidence, which reflects the love of the elders for the younger generations, which makes people feel cordial.

If you ignore the implicit anger in him, it is really easy to be deceived by this old guy, the corners of Du Jun's mouth are crooked, and he glanced up at Zhao Shankui according to his words, and quickly lowered his head, making enough of the little woman's twisting and shy posture.

Zhao Shankui stroked his palm and smiled, "Like, really like, girl, do you know that your appearance is very similar to your father Shugui when he was young, and at a glance, you know that it is our old Zhao family." I and your father Shugui are cousins who have played since childhood, and if the owner of Du Zhuang does not give up, it is okay to call me an uncle. ”

Belch! Like him!? It's better to die, Du Jun slandered in his heart, but his face was extremely deferential, and he shouted in a low voice, "Uncle!" ”

"Okay, good", Zhao Shankui happily said hello three times in a row, and then the host and guest sat down separately, and Zhao Yiqian personally served Du Jun a teacup.

"Du Jun, since you call me an uncle, then the uncle has to persuade you two sentences", after some politeness, Zhao Shankui put down the teacup and said to Du Jun seriously, "Although you have been passed on to the Du family since you were a child, and you have changed your surname, but your life is as great as the sky, no matter how Zhao Shugui is, he is also your father, and you will always have the blood of the Zhao family in your body." Now that you are older, you naturally know better that if a woman wants to gain a foothold in her husband's family, she must have a strong maiden family behind her. ”

Then he added, "Don't worry, I will come forward from the old mansion and promise not to embarrass you again." ”

It's not that they embarrass me, it's me who embarrass them, Du Jun lowered his eyes, covered the trace of sarcasm in his eyes, smiled shyly, showed a look of embarrassment, and replied: "Uncle Lizheng, it's not that Du Jun doesn't want to, it's just that Du Jun has already married a wife, and this matter involves the husband's family, and I hope that the uncle will have some time, so that the niece can be the husband and the husband, and the niece can't be the master herself", in the end, Du Jun's voice became lower and lower, and it was completely a posture that he couldn't help himself. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Ancient Life of the Last Woman" and read it for free for the first time.