An Lan looked at the subordinate beside Mrs. Zhao with a light gaze.

clapped his hands and smiled: "Okay, very good, what you said is very right, I really don't have the qualifications to talk to your old lady Zhao, so I still beg you to bring your old lady back, so as not to stain her old lady in a broken place like mine." ”

After hearing An Lan say this, Mrs. Zhao immediately shouted and scolded the people next to her: "You dog slave, don't apologize to An Lan soon." ”

Seeing that Mrs. Zhao was so angry, she immediately knelt down, trembling and kowtowing to Anlan, and said in her mouth: "The small one should be damned, the small one is mouthy, the small one is damned, please have a lot of spare the small one." ”

The man kept kowtowing as he spoke, and the man's forehead was red and swollen and bleeding.

An Lan glanced at the man kneeling on the ground with his eyes and chuckled, and said, "Okay, okay, hurry up, don't refract me here, I can't stand it." ”

When Mrs. Zhao heard Zhao Anlan say this, in order to please her, she immediately asked her subordinates to get up.

After the man got up, he stood tremblingly behind Mrs. Zhao, bowing his head, and didn't dare to say a word.

Mrs. Zhao said with a smile: "Lan'er, you see that this person has never seen you before, and you don't know how big or small you are, don't let go of your heart." ”

An Lan waved his hand and said, "I don't care about this, by the way, if Mrs. Zhao has nothing to do, go back early, it's dark, and it's not easy to go back." ”

Mrs. Zhao: "It's not in the way, it's not in the way, let's go, let's go, you keep that thing, it's not convenient to take it." ”

Xiao Rui came back from hunting in the mountains, glanced at Old Lady Zhao and the people beside her, and then put aside the game he had hunted.

pulled An Lan and said unhappily: "Lan'er, didn't I tell you not to talk to unfamiliar people in the future?" ”

An Lan looked up and smiled and said to her husband: "Husband, I don't want to, but everyone has come to the door, I ......"

Xiao Rui pulled An Lan and said, "Let's go, go into the house, don't stand." ”

Saying that, Xiao Rui pulled An Lan back to the courtyard.

Mrs. Zhao was just hung in place, seeing that the two of them didn't plan to pay attention to themselves anymore, her face suddenly became ugly.

stretched out his hand and wanted to beckon and say something to An Lan, but Xiao Rui directly closed the door of the courtyard.

The angry old lady Zhao glared at the subordinate beside her, and scolded: "Useless things, all the good things have been messed up for you, go back and clean you up." ”

"Old lady, the little one knows that he is wrong."

The man immediately fell to his knees in fright and begged for mercy.

Mrs. Zhao saw that there was no hope this time, so she could only go back first.

"Ah, isn't this Mrs. Zhao?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Old Lady Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao turned her head to see a person with a blue nose and a swollen face walking towards her.

Widow Liu, who was originally knocked out by Widow Zhao, woke up and was about to go to Lizheng to complain, so she met Mrs. Zhao.

Widow Liu, who didn't believe it at first, looked her up and down again.

Old Mrs. Zhao looked at Widow Liu suspiciously and asked, "Are you?" ”

Widow Liu stepped forward and happily pointed to her nose and said, "Old lady Zhao, don't you know me?" ”

Mrs. Zhao shook her head and said she didn't remember.

Then Widow Liu smiled and said, "I, the Liu family who lost her husband a long time ago." ”