Yan Xuehuai laughed: "Not only is Zhou powerful, but Li Yunpan is also interesting."

"What do you mean?" Chai Yan asked.

"I guess Li Yunpan must have a well-known hobby, but this hobby is probably something she has forced herself to. She may not like it, such as if she likes to raise a couple or likes to promote actors. In short, it should be a romantic hobby, otherwise the Zhong family would not let Zhong Erlang seduce her."

Chai Yan smiled helplessly: "Li Yunpan likes to promote actors, and many people know about this."

"Look, I guessed it right. When Li Yunpan learned that Zhong Erlang went south, he set up a bureau. Not only did the Zhong family not dare to attack the Li family anymore, but he also helped Zhou family and reached into Wuzhang River. So I said Li Yunpan was interesting..."

Chai Yan originally thought Yan Xuehuai would continue to express his opinions, but he did not expect that Yan Xuehuai's voice would come to an abrupt end.

"What's wrong? Did you think of something again?" Chai Yan asked with concern.

"The Li family's surname is Li, and my mother's surname is Li. By the way, my grandfather's surname is Li," Yan Xuehuai said.

Chai Yan knew about the family affairs of the famous chef Li Zhi. Li Zhi's Li had nothing to do with the Caohe Li family.

If there is a relationship, it was five hundred years ago. As for the recent five generations, there is no relative relationship.

"This may be just a coincidence." Chai Yan didn't want to pour cold water, but he didn't want to tell lies.

Yan Xuehuai said this, which was what she had just thought of, and could not stand the scrutiny. She immediately let go: "Well, it should be a coincidence. Grandpa's ancestors had been an imperial chef. If they had any connection with the Cao Gang, it would have been no secret."

What Chai Yan likes is Yan Xuehuai's transparency. In addition to dislike him as a royal family, Yan Xuehuai never gets into a stubborn position.

"It's because of Zhou's life experience, you can check it out carefully." Chai Yan said.

"I heard that Zhou is a child bride?" Yan Xuehuai also thought of it. After all, Li Qiniang is similar to Zhou, not the rest of the Li family.

"Well, the people outside only know that her maiden name is Zhou, and she is a child bride. As for her life experience, no one mentioned it."

No one mentions it does not mean that no one is curious, but people are different from others, and being women are also different.

Some women, whose existence is someone's wife, someone's mother, or someone's daughter, but she is not herself.

But Zhou's family is different. Her identity is the leader of the Cao Gang. Only when she mentions how Zhou became the leader of the Cao Gang, would she remember that she was actually the daughter-in-law of the Li family.

Yan Xuehuai wanted to go, no matter whether Zhou and Li Qiniang had anything to do, Yan Xuehuai wanted to see the Zhou master with her own eyes.

Chai Yan's eyes stared at Yan Xuehuai for a moment. The little girl was like the rising sun, unrestrained and freely emitting light.

At this moment, Chai Yan wanted to shorten the distance between her. He wanted to get close to her, feel her light, and blend into her light.

Chai Yan asked softly: "Are you very interested in the affairs of Zhou Dacheng?"

"Yeah, yes." Yan Xuehuai nodded.

"When my mother replied, I will watch it with you." Chai Yan suddenly felt that the days ahead were getting more and more hopeful. He could read the letter with Yan Xuehuai, and he could also tell her the news he had found. In that way, he and her would have more opportunities to get along with each other.

Although I still want to mourn the rocks with Yan Xue for a while, Chai Yan knew that this place is not good now.

"I'll leave first, I'll tell you if there is news."

"OK."

Yan Xuehuai turned around and went to Shan Bo's big pot to catch tea eggs: "Brother Shan, I want ten tea eggs."

Chai Yan's mouth twitched, forget it, he'd better leave.

It was not until the afternoon when Li Qiniang came back from the construction site. Yan Xuehuai was helping Lu Ying'er pick vegetables. When she saw Li Qiniang walking in, she put down the spinach in her hand and went up to meet her. Then she took Li Qiniang's hand and went to the backyard.

"Mom, have you met Mr. Fan? What did he say?"

Li Qiniang smiled and felt helpless, saying, "When the Zhou Dazhuo family arrived in Shandong, the people from the Caosi invited Mr. Fan to take charge of the spoon. Mr. Zhou Dazhuo family stayed in Shandong for three days. During these three days, they all ate the food made by Mr. Fan. Mr. Fan said that he could not see the actual age of Mr. Zhou Dazhuo family. He felt that he was not young anymore, but he looked like he was in his thirties. He wore black clothes embroidered with gold threads and walked with wind. His relatives were all women, and like her, they also wore black clothes.

Mr. Fan also said that Mr. Zhou was not picky about food and had nothing to like. As long as he was authentic, Mr. Fan thought that Mr. Zhou was from the south and was worried that she would not be used to Shandong cuisine. When she first made it, she made it lighter. Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhou only tasted it and asked him to call Mr. Fan over and asked him to cook whatever he usually cooks and cook it now.

The next few meals, Zhou Dada was very satisfied. After each meal, he was rewarded. Mr. Fan cooked a meal for Zhou Dadada for three days, which was more than he earned in the previous three years.

Mr. Fan said that my father-in-law and I were carved from the same mold. Not only did we have similar facial features, but we were even about the same height.

By the way, Mr. Fan also said that Zhou Datong also had another different wife and ladies who were different from others. Most of the noble ladies used jade ornaments as a forbidden step, but Zhou Datong was different. She had a golden peony on her dress, which was so big. Mr. Fan said that he was worried about Zhou Datong's family. He was worried that if he accidentally got rid of the golden peony."

When Li Qiniang said this, her lips raised and she laughed.

Yan Xuehuai imagined the way Mr. Fan blinked his little eyes and stared at the golden peony. Well, it was really funny.

"Mom, do you also think your life experience is related to the Zhou Dacheng family?" Yan Xuehuai asked.

Li Qiniang took off the golden lock from her neck and said to Yan Xuehuai: "The master of Pingcheng Mansion once said that the craftsman who made the golden lock is now in Xinjing. It would be great if he still remembered this golden lock."

Yan Xuehuai's heart moved and said, "Then let's go and visit, maybe he really remembers it."

Since this craftsman was brought to Xinjing by the Empress Dowager, it should not be difficult to find out his address.

"Please help Fusheng, maybe I can find out." Yan Xuehuai said with a smile.

Yan Xuehuai actually did not have much interest in Li Qiniang's life experience. She has no obsession with her family and relatives. From her, it is all optional.

But she could truly feel that Li Qiniang actually wanted to find her relatives. After all, she is different from Yan Xuehuai. Yan Xuehuai has always regarded herself as an orphan in her previous life. She has never felt the affection for family, and she has no desire for it.
Chapter completed!