In the inner room of the Drunken Immortal Building, six people and three pairs of brothers and sisters sat at the same table, and the atmosphere of reunion after a long absence was a little sluggish.

Chen Tianyang's heart undoubtedly flew completely to Su Zhaoning, who was sitting opposite him. But he didn't have the courage to look up.

Next to her was her husband. Chen Tianyang was afraid to see the affectionate appearance of the two. Just like when I was married in the palace that day.

Chen Yurui knows her brother's intentions, and she knows the current reality. So I don't know where to start.

Luckily, she loves to eat.

As soon as the dishes were ready, Chen Yurui looked at the pastries on the table with a surprised face, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Drunken Immortal Building actually added new pastries." This antler-shaped pastry was not available in the past. ”

Nan Wanwan also spoke from the food: "This deer breast method doesn't seem to be the original one. ”

"Yes......" Su Jinyu said in detail.

The eyes of the three younger sisters at the table were all attracted to it.

Su Zhaoning knew his brother's hidden talent for cooking. She was surprised that her brother, who has always been introverted, especially in front of outsiders, hid his cooking skills tightly, actually spoke directly this time?

Although it doesn't mean that you know how to cook a dish, you must cook it at home. But according to Su Zhaoning's understanding of Su Jinyu, usually, he should not mention it.

After Su Zhaoning's gaze stayed on Su Jinyu's face for a moment, he looked at Nan Wanwan beside Nan Huaixin and Chen Yurui next to Nan Wanwan.

Maybe it's because she has been bothering to go on a blind date for Wanwan recently, but what she thought of was that these two younger sisters had reached the age of marriage.

Of course, her big brother is even more.

Su Zhaoning's thoughts were a little distracted, but a pair of chopsticks had already been raised and dropped in front of her.

"This cabbage is a little sour, you should like it." Nan Huaixin is not interested in the practice of deer breast. All he cared about was the dishes on the table to-day that would whet his wife's appetite.

Without waiting for Su Zhaoning to answer, Su Jinyu noticed it first.

He said to Nan Huaixin: "You can eat some slightly spicy warm up in winter." Sour, on the contrary, it doesn't have to be too much. On weekdays, the second sister doesn't like sauerkraut. ”

Su Dagongzi's words are actually quite meaningful.

Nan Huaixin has an introverted temperament, and Prince Su is a more introverted person. His revenge was all behind his back.

Regarding the rumors that the second sister was entangled in after marrying into the Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion, Su Dagongzi silently wrote down a note to his brother-in-law Nan Huaixin in the small book in his heart.

And his hint, Nan Huaixin also understood.

In addition to alluding to the fact that he doesn't know his wife enough, he also fully expressed that his wife cares a lot.

The Marquis of Dingyuan, who was also black-bellied, struggled for a while, and finally decided to swallow this dumb loss.

That's the uncle.

Su Zhaoning glanced at her husband and brother, first sandwiched a chopstick dish for her brother, and then explained: "These days, I suddenly like to eat sour." My brother tasted it too. ”

Master Su was happy and sour. The happy thing is that the first time my sister picks up the dishes at this table is for herself, and the sour thing is that the sister who got married helps her brother-in-law speak.

He couldn't help but glance at Nan Huaixin, and there was some sourness in his eyes.

Seeing Su Jinyu glaring at her brother, Nan Wanwan glared back for her brother without showing weakness.

At this time, the most sour person is actually General Chen Xiao, who has been eating vegetables with his head down.

She's doing well. He...... He couldn't do anything. Can't even look at her. He could only listen to her voice.

Listen to her...... Defend her husband.

Outside the window, snowflakes quietly fell. In the snowflakes in the sky, there are two small sedan chairs that are swaying towards the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion.

In the Dingyuan Marquis's mansion, Mrs. Wu was leaning on the collapse, listening to Sun Nanqichen reading.

Although the grandson is a little stubborn, his filial piety is very sufficient. said that he wanted him to accompany him, so he didn't make a fuss about going to the banquet with Su Zhaoning again.

No wonder you do it yourself. Who told that Pozhu to dare to seduce her grandson so early.

When Mrs. Wu was thinking sadly and comfortingly, someone from outside the door came to report, saying that a matchmaker came to the door.

Matchmaker? Could it be Wanwan's thing?

Mrs. Wu hurriedly asked Nan Qichen to go back.

The matchmaker came to talk about her sister's marriage. Where is Nan Xiaobawang willing to really go back. He pretended to be obedient in front of him, and then climbed through the window into the inner room of the antechamber.

As for the little young master climbing the bed, whether the people saw anything or not was completely out of the consideration of Nan Xiaobawang.

Who dares to say about him!

In addition to Nanxiao Overlord, it is Mrs. Hou Su Zhaoning who is not daring to be despised by the people in the mansion now.

Steward Wu, Mama Zhao, what kind of person is that? In the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, he can be regarded as half a master, and if he says that it is gone, it will be gone.

I heard that he was sentenced to beheading because of the life he had at hand.

The people should boil the water with their heads down, and pour the tea and pour the tea.

In the front hall, the matchmaker was introducing the lady of the main family who came with her with a beaming face.

"Old lady, this is Mrs. Zou. In order to show her sincerity, she personally came to the door of your house to mention this good marriage. After the matchmaker finished speaking, Mrs. Zou hurriedly stepped forward to salute Mrs. Wu, and reported her man's official position.

After hearing this, Mrs. Wu secretly thought in her heart: The official position is lower. The last time Chen Renhe's incident made Wu Lao Taijun feel that marrying low may not necessarily be good.

But there is a way to reach out and not hit the smiling person. When it comes to family affairs, you still have to listen to them more.

Mrs. Wu patiently listened to the matchmaker's clever words boasting about what a match made in heaven, God gave a good fate, and God made it beautiful.

In the end, the matchmaker finally finished praising the cliché. She began to introduce the other party's talents: "Those hands are as dexterous as a weaver girl; The waist and hips are a good birth. ”

Good to raise?

Mrs. Wu was dumbfounded, feeling that she was hallucinating in her ears, and she asked: "Now when you look at birth and raising in Beijing, you all look at the waist of a man?" ”

She's really too old to go out less.

When Mrs. Wu decided to immediately post a reunion with the old sisters, the matchmaker explained: "Look at the old lady's funny. We dare to watch Hou Ye give birth there, and we just want to open more branches and leaves for Hou Ye. ”

Inside the inner room, Nan Qichen's eyes widened.

The matchmaker was so clever that she didn't say a single word on the point before a lot of words, which made him dizzy.

With his grandmother's question, Nan Qichen finally cleared up some thoughts. But he didn't expect it to be such an unexpected thing.

After doing it for a long time, so sincere, so sincere that the people who came to the door directly without regard for etiquette did not want to marry a wife, but wanted to marry a daughter!

What should Su Zhaoning do?

Nan Qichen remembered the exercise book he pressed under the pillow, and thought about Su Zhaoning, who fought back for him and his sister in front of Chen Renhe, and suddenly poked a hole with his finger and looked at the person outside the door.

That woman has a big face and thick eyebrows, and her daughter must not be good-looking! Far worse than Su Zhaoning!