When Tangbao saw his third nephew's expression, his little face was full of pride.

That box of ancient books was chosen by her for her ancestors.

She knew that her nephew would definitely like it.

"Haha, third brother, of course this was given to you by my ancestors." Erpan said with a loud laugh.

The ancestors are so generous and give a lot of gifts to meet!

What Erpan didn't say was that because of the gifts given by his ancestors, he felt that he could become arrogant.

However, even if you have money, you can't spend it randomly. He wants to save up and get married.

Erpan thought this in his heart, and his eyes subconsciously glanced at Princess Linghua.

When Da Pan saw his third brother still dazed, he smiled and patted the little scholar on the shoulder and said, "Why don't you thank my ancestors?"

"Thank you, thank you for your ancestors." The little scholar said in a daze.

Then, he looked at Yu Zhilan in a daze again.

"teacher?"

Yu Zhilan: “…”

Yu Zhilan's eyes had long been straight.

——Starting straight at the oracle bones in the box.

Where did this come from the ancestor?

How could there be these legendary things?

Can he recognize his ancestors?

"Ahem!"

Doctor Hua coughed twice, raised his head and chest to raise his chin.

I felt a little dissatisfied with my little apprentice.

I am also an ancestor, why don’t my little apprentice introduce myself quickly?

Tang Bao immediately understood what the master meant, and held back a smile and said to the little scholar: "Chengyao, this is also an ancestor, please worship his ancestor."

Su Chengyao: “…”

His eyes moved from Tangbao's face to Doctor Hua's face.

The expression was dull again.

Why did the miracle doctor become his ancestor?

Can ancestors still recognize them?

The little scholar saluted his head with a whisper.

"Go to my younger brother, pay homage to my ancestors?" Su Chengyao said stutteringly.

Doctor Hua immediately raised his chin to a high place, looking so arrogant.

"Well, this is a gift from my ancestors to you."

Doctor Hua proudly raised his chin and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms.

——Strengthening and healthy body pills.

Compared with the meeting gift given by the Lord Yunfeng Palace, the meeting gift from Doctor Hua is really not enough.

However, Doctor Hua did not feel shabby at all. When he gave it, he was so arrogant that he forced a small porcelain bottle to give a stance of ten thousand taels of gold.

Su Chengyao's little scholar took over the ordinary small porcelain bottle and felt a little calmer.

After all, this is the correct way to open the gift.

"Thank you for your ancestors." Su Chengyao said respectfully.

But there was still a slurry in my head.

"Miss, what's going on?"

Pomegranate looked at the Lord of Yunfeng Palace, then looked at Doctor Hua, and asked Xiao Xiucai and others questions with a blunt heart.

Tang Bao raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Our ancestor is my grandmother's biological grandmother, and my grandmother's biological grandmother. But I have broken contact over the years and only met each other a few days ago."

Pomegranate was stunned, and pointed at the Lord of Yunfeng Palace, and then pointed at Doctor Hua...

"How is this possible?" Pomegranate blurted in disbelief: "Is it a perfect match?"

A person dressed simply but had a holy temperament.

Although he has silver hair, he does not hide his beauty.

The other one is the slutty spirit and ugly appearance...

This doesn't look good at all!

"Girl, what are you talking about?!" Doctor Hua glared at him and said proudly: "A Feng and I are a pair made of heaven and earth. I think that back then it was also a golden boy and jade girl, a match made by heaven!"

Everyone: "..."

The jade girl and the others believed it, but the golden boy...

Everyone looked at Doctor Hua's eight-character eyebrows, mung bean eyes, and big black moles on his forehead, and all the mouths twitched.

——I dare to say it!

Doctor Hua not only dares to say it, but also dares to do it.

"Why, don't believe it?"

Doctor Hua stood up dissatisfiedly, walked to the Lord of Yunfeng Palace, and said, "Look, how good is Afeng and I stand together!"

After saying that, he bent down to look at the Lord of Yunfeng Palace, and asked with a flattering look: "A Feng, do you think so?"

Everyone: "..."

The corners of his mouth twitched again.

The Palace Master Yunfeng glared at Doctor Hua and said, "Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the children? Get back and sit down!"

"Oh, okay..."

Doctor Hua said, walking back and sitting down.

Everyone: "..."

The corners of my mouth were twitching and stiff.

"No!" Pomegranate suddenly screamed and asked, "Old ancestor, you... live a long life this year?"

At the end of the conversation, Pomegranate's tone was full of uncertainty.

After all, the ancestor in front of him looks only in his thirties or forties.

The Lord of Yunfeng Palace smiled and said lightly: "I am too old, but I can't remember the specific age."

Pomegranate:"……"

Dumbfounded.

The little scholar and Yu Zhilan were also stunned.

They were shocked by the ancestors' actions and forgot about their age and appearance, which was so inconsistent.

When Doctor Hua saw the shocked look of pomegranate and others, he became proud again.

"My family Afeng will always be eighteen years old!" Dr. Hua and Youheng said loudly.

Lord Yunfeng's Palace angrily glanced at Doctor Hua, his face turned slightly red.

This old guy is too thick-skinned and is really not afraid of children's jokes.

Of course, the children don’t know how to make jokes, and they all look envious.

Pomegranate said with emotion: "Our ancestors are so young and beautiful. In my opinion, only gods can have such ability when they descend to earth."

Princess Linghua smiled sly and said, "Where do you think the ancestors came from? Isn't it just a god descending to earth!"

Pomegranate:"……"

Xia Siya smiled and said, "Old ancestors are the old immortals we specially invited from the Fairy Mountain!"

Pomegranate:"……"

Fairy Mountain?

Su Chengyao’s little scholar: “…”

Old god?

Yu Zhilan: “…”

The old immortal in Shenxian Mountain?
To be continued...