Lan Erlang's heart was like ashes, he knew that he loved to cry, but he swore that this would definitely be the last time he would cry for his parents.

"Qingqing," he looked at his daughter with red and swollen eyes, "give them to them." ”

"Alright then, Dad, I'll listen to you." Lan Xiaoqing trembled and handed the recipe over, but just when Lao Li was about to touch it, she took her hand back violently.

once

twice

Three times

She had a lot of fun.

……

Old Li's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and if her eyes could kill, she would have nailed Lan Xiaoqing to the wall and couldn't move: "What do you mean?" ”

Lan Xiaoqing sniffed, called grandma in a long tail, and then approached Lao Li's ear, laughed in a low voice and said, "Teasing you~"

As soon as Old Li heard this, his lungs exploded!

Just as she was about to have a seizure, Lan Xiaoqing forced Fang Ziqiang into her hand, and cried with a pout: "Grandma, you accept it, take it quickly, it's really reluctant not to accept your granddaughter." ”

…… Old Li feels like a ghost, how many faces does this dead girl have?

But thinking about it this way, the movements in her hands were not ambiguous in the end, and she quickly put Fang Zi into her arms.

Lan Dalang saw that Fang Zi had finally arrived, so he immediately stepped forward to give Lao Li an idea: "Mother, Mu Cun is literate, for the sake of safety, please ask Mu Cun Zheng to take a look." ”

"How's that going to work!" Old Li pressed Fang Zi his chest, pulled Lan Dalang's back and whispered, "What if he quietly remembers it after reading it?" ”

Mu Cunzheng: Did their mother and son treat me as a deaf person?

Mu Cun was about to fall on the spot: "Don't look at it, I'm not uncommon to be an old man." Now that you have the recipe, please fulfill your promise and put your handprints on this deed. Press this mudra, and from now on the two of you will be cut in two, and it will never matter again! ”

Yes...... Finally the process begins.

Lan Xiaoqing gently tugged at Lan Erlang's sleeve: "Dad, go ahead." ”

Lan Erlang let out a 'hey', wiped away his tears, and without hesitation, pressed his handprint on the deed that had been written a long time ago, in triplicate, without dragging his feet at all.

After pressing, he felt that the whole person was relaxed, and his confidence seemed to be enough.

And the old Li over there saw that Lan Erlang had already pressed his handprint, and he was in a hurry to press it, for fear that something would happen and he wouldn't be able to get a prescription.

But Lan Dalang was still not at ease, and was still persuading: "Mother, don't worry, it's safe to give the recipe to the village first." ”

"What do you know, he is facing Lan Erlang now, and he doesn't know how much benefit he has received in private." Old Li said to Lan Dalang earnestly, "Don't be confused about this matter anymore. ”

The room was not big, and Lao Li's voice was not very small, and everyone heard it.

Lan Xiaoqing was speechless. But she's just right like this, anyway, the recipe is fake, and if she really shows Mu Cunzheng something, it will make him uncomfortable.

And Mu Cun was directly angry and lost his temper, waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, I don't look at it, I don't look at it, whoever asks me to look at it, I won't look at it, you guys hurry up and press this handprint, it's better to go back to their respective homes when it's over, okay?" ”

Lao Lantou had the same idea as Lan Dalang in this matter, but Lao Li didn't dare to oppose him, and he could only snatch the recipe from Lao Lantou.

The old blue head smiled with a wrinkled face: "Muramasa, please help us take a look, you see that there is no one literate in our family, so I can only ask you to palm your eyes." ”

Mu Cunzheng's fire was nowhere to be extinguished: "I said I won't read it, hurry up and press the handprint, can this matter be finished today?" ”