Si Le was a guest at a Jiangnan family at this time, and the male owner of this family was enthusiastically sending her a few side dishes at this time, and opened his mouth to say something, but when he looked up, he saw the expressionless face on Si Le's face, and finally just opened his mouth and retreated.

"When will your wife wait until the deity?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the man retreated to the door, Si Le opened his mouth to ask.

"Wife...... It will take at least two hours to finish that furnace......"

"Father! What nonsense are you talking about?! ”

The sharp female voice directly interrupted the man's unfinished words, and a delicate girl walked in in a rare black old cloth robe, and scolded the man with one mouth:

"Mother is not at home at all. Don't mislead the guests by talking nonsense! Why don't you go to the kitchen and warm up another pot of wine?! ”

The way she spoke was not like she was giving orders to her elders at all, but more like giving orders to her subordinates. Strangely, the man just said yes and didn't refute, but his back was a little more awkward.

Slerle looked at the woman who walked in the door with a high-spirited face, and an intriguing smile appeared on his face:

"This is the eldest lady of the Fan family."

"Where do you dare to be a big lady of Wu Xian. Mother is really not in the village at this time, I don't know if Lord Wuxian is coming today, but what are your orders? ”

Her words were polite, but there was no respect in her actions, and she walked to the main seat and sat down, a pair of slender eyes with an unknown glint flashing.

"Don't dare to take orders, for so many years, you have lived a very comfortable life in the Eighteen Villages of Ghost Prison. It's been 80 years since I last visited. ”

Si Le smiled and scooped the sticky porridge in the bowl in front of her, and his speech was tepid, making it impossible to tell her joy and anger at all. When the Miss Fan family on the other side heard this, her face was slightly distorted, and then she smiled:

"Thanks to Wu Xian's helper, otherwise we would really not be able to leave a ghost in our eighteen villages. Thanks to the clear road that Wu Xian pointed out to us, otherwise we would be able to live so comfortably like today in a radius of 18 villages? ”

She couldn't help but say this, Si Le could naturally hear it, she raised her face and sneered sarcastically: "Listen to Miss, is it because you are complaining that you didn't send the Buddha to the West?" ”

"Fan Cheng doesn't dare!"

The eldest lady of the Fan family saw that the expression on Si Le's face turned cold, and her previous momentum was gone, and she easily softened - this was a natural reaction caused by years of accumulation. Realizing her reaction, the face of the eldest lady of the Fan family became even more ugly.

I wanted to raise my head again, but after bowing her head for a moment, she couldn't gather any more momentum, and even if she condensed, it would only add to the joke.

She was annoyed in her heart, but at this time she was powerless to return to the sky, but fortunately, the man who had been waiting to eat and drink came in again, he was holding a pot of warm wine in his hand, and was about to pour wine for Si Le and Fan Cheng respectively, Fan Cheng flicked his sleeves and directly swept the wine in his hand to the ground:

"Where did this multigrain wine come from? Why don't you bring your freshly brewed lotus leaf wine to your guests?! I don't know if Lord Wuxian is the benefactor of our eighteen villages, and we want to be treated favorably?!?!! ”