"But dad..." Xing Le's face twisted slightly: "I'm a deserter now!"

"You!" Mr. Wen pointed at Xing Le's fingers and trembled. Finally, he said "hi" and said to the two in the study with a regret: "You two can do it, I have agreed with you that if Xiaojiu gets angry in the future, if you don't avenge Xiaojiu, I will get up from the ground and give you my Wen family method!"

"Butler, butler!" Wen Qitian, who had warned here, walked outside and shouted to his old friend: "Hurry, take out the most expensive clothes in the house for me, and also, invite me a stylist to come back. I can't lose face for Xiaojiu."

"Okay, okay!" The butler who put down the scissors in his hand immediately walked out of the stairs, and then walked towards the telephone connection inside the house with a very trendy look.

Wen Qitian, who finally got angry, touched his beard with only a few, and walked around the door of the study with his hands in anger, while occasionally throwing eyes to the two people in the house with a look of regret.

After thinking about it, Wen Qitian still couldn't help but pointed at the two of you and said, "You two, you guys are busy. When the stylist comes, they will clean up. Don't say anything later. Let's tell the experts that they choose the most expensive one. Have you heard of it?"

"Yes! Dad." Xing Lezhong was full of energy and reflexively raised his back to Wen Qitian, revealing his handsome and handsome face and said, "Please ensure that the task is completed."

Seeing Xing Le's spirit and full of energy, Wen Qitian nodded with satisfaction, then looked at another person in the room without letting go and said, "Where are you?" There is a situation where you want to go back and not satisfy me, you just want to be unable to get along with me.

Wen He knew that this would be the reaction of Wen He kicked Xing Le under the table, and then he was amused at the father standing at the door of his study with his hands on his back. Wen He, who was holding his smile, saw several uneven footprints on his study door, and could not hold it in a flash.

He laughed out loud with a 'puff', then immediately clenched his fist against the corner of his lips and pretended to cough, "Okay, Dad, I must choose the most expensive and the best one."

"Well! That's how it looks." Wen Qitian, who nodded with satisfaction, was about to walk around the attic again. He suddenly had a glimmer of inspiration and immediately walked back to Wen He and said, "By the way, how did you prepare Xiaojiu's dowry?"

"This..." Wen He hesitated for a moment and looked at Xing Le and said, "We plan to give the largest shares of the Wen family to Xiaojiu as a dowry. The doctor also said that I can't suffer from my health. Xing Le, you know that it is not a material for this at all, so we don't have children, just get some dividends."

"Besides, Xiaojiu was also what I saw growing up. Sooner or later, the Wen family belonged to her, just a little bit ahead of time."

Wen Qitian was slightly stunned when he heard Wen He's words. Looking at his son's eyes that had already been decided, he sighed and said, "Yes, since you have thought about it, our Wen family will not invest so much money, we just want everyone to be healthy."

"Okay, dad, we will all be fine." Wen He nodded and said, "Xiaojiu will be happy too. After all, she is protected by two people as kind as mother and sister."

"Hmph, this is better! I have to worry about you guys who are uneasy." Thinking of the pain of losing the boss who has been lost for many years and the white man who sent black people to him, Wen Qitian couldn't help but remind Xing Le: "Next time, you will return your son to me."

"No, I won't return it." A shiver Xing Le quickly replied.

"Hmph!" Another arrogant voice, the old man finally went to his and his wife's room with confidence, put the photos of his wife and daughter carefully in his pockets of clothes, and took pictures and said, "Come on, I'll take you mother and mother to see your grandson later. If you are satisfied, you will drag me a dream. If you are not satisfied, hum, don't look at my face, just make a ghost and beat him up."

Wen Qitian, who had been talking for a long time, listened to the old guy outside and slowly took the photo back into the bag, carried his hands on his back, hummed a little song, and walked downstairs with a smile in his eyes.

"Little sister, you take the bow of the boat, brother, I'll pick you up~ Our love......"

The sound of the songs that were rising and falling made Xing Le feel so irritated. He quickly jumped up from the sand, closed the door with a 'bang', patted his chest and smiled at Wen He: "Our dad's song is really nice!"

"What nonsense?" In front of Xing Le, the arrogant Wen He seemed to have become back. Without the maturity in front of others, he threw a large stack of documents at Xing Le and said childishly: "I don't know my dad yet. I don't remember the tunes or the lyrics. When my sister saw my dad singing, she covered my ears and said that it would not be contaminated."

"Our sister is right." Xing Le touched her head.

"What is right?" Wen He glared at his eyes, and threw the things in his hand at Xing Le and said, "My dad can only tell my sister, if you know, just continue to say good things."

"But my conscience is uneasy..." Xing Le smiled and took the two documents, slowly sat back to another sand and said, "Sleep for a while, and someone will come later and ask you to get up."

"Yeah!" Wen He, who had been tossed all night, could no longer bear it. When he heard the amnesty order, he quickly curled up on the sand, rested his head on Xing Le's thighs and said, "Listen carefully to my father's footsteps, be sure to wake me up in advance, do you hear it?"

"Okay, okay!" Xing Le touched Wen He's forehead, but fortunately it didn't burn. Just as he was about to take his hand away, Wen He slapped Xing Le on the back of his hand and said, "Continue to touch, it's comfortable."

"Okay." Xing Le touched Wen He's forehead one after another, and the smile in his eyes seemed to be broken and the stars were shining brightly.

The warm wine that both families are preparing is obviously not in good condition. They have never faced so many people and so many mouths. They have to rub against their Ah Bi over and over again. The delicate little face is almost stiff.

It's not like Daqi. As long as someone in the organization dares to bother the Lord Jiu, he will definitely die or be injured. I thought everyone knew that he liked quietness. Even when he was crazy a few times, it was still the time when Abi had just merged with him.

Looking at the crowd of Wen Jiu frowned, he raised his hand and waved it: "What do you want to ask?"

"Hey, I'll come first, I'll come first." The first elder who wanted to speak said to Wen Jiu with a crutch and smiled: "Where are the little girl? My parents are alive, but there are other brothers and sisters?"

"Didn't you check it?" Wen Jiu was suspicious. Logically speaking, don't such a big family like to investigate some twists and turns?

"Uh..." The elder was slightly ashamed, and then smiled and said, "No, we just want to confirm..."

"Madam or mistress." Xuanyuan Jimo, who was sitting beside him, silently added: "Or come out from there."

"Uh..." The elder looked at Xuanyuan Jimo's serious face, and his heart skipped a little. His expression changed slightly, and he immediately returned to normal and joked: "Madam, I can't figure it out. Why do you like this brat?"

"Jimo is very good." Wen Jiu frowned: "Do you think you are sowing discord?"

The elder was stunned, then the back became cold and his head slightly turned. Sure enough, the brat looked at him with a panic. The elder who coughed a few times silently retreated.

The second elder, who had long wanted to observe Wen Jiu from close range, quietly stepped forward and stared at Wen Jiu left and right, sometimes shook his head, sometimes shook his head, and sometimes even laughed even more.

Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Jimo twitched the corner of his mouth, covered Wen Jiu's little face with one hand and said, "Huo Ran, the second elder's eyes have not been very good recently, go and show him."

"No, no, no." As soon as he heard this, the second elder immediately returned to normal. He sat on the opposite side of Wenjiu and coughed: "Old man, my eyes are very good..." Although he said that, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: 'This kid is afraid that he really recognizes this little doll'

"Yes." Xuanyuan Jimo, who glanced at the second elder, let go of his palm and said, "Next."

"Hey, don't, I haven't asked yet!" As soon as my part was over, the second elder was immediately dissatisfied. He was very serious about his wife's appearance.

Xuanyuan Jimo curled his lips slightly. Just as he was about to say something, his wrist was caught by Wen Jiu who was smiling beside him. He bent his eyebrows and said to the second elder: "You said."

"Hehe, madam, you look like you have a great fortune, but you are not very married. Although your status is good, you are inhumane and extremely cruel. It is a regime that we civilians want to overthrow." After saying that, he looked at Xuanyuan Jimo quietly, and saw that his eyes had turned black blue at some point, and he suddenly felt a sudden thrill.

"However, your partner is an opportunity for your life. You two will definitely get along well for a hundred years. You will have a noble son soon and have a family of children and grandchildren..." Under the coercion of those eyes, the second elder's words became more and more messy, but fortunately, he didn't dare to make trouble and kept saying good things, although his Chinese attainments were not very good.

"Yeah!" Wen Jiu heard the corner of her mouth bent, and the smile in her eyes added: "China is concerned with etiquette and exchanges. Since the second elder has seen my wife, should I return the gift, right?"

"Ah? Could it be that Madam, too?" The second elder was surprised. They did check the information about Wenjiu, but a man had already wiped out the information about the future Madam, and they couldn't find it at all!

Wenjiu nodded and said, "It's just a bit expensive."

"No, no, no, madam, you are wrong. I can ask you to tell me fortune. That's a great blessing. Madam, how much do you need?" Anyway, the Xuanyuan family's money is to buy you a happy future. Aren't the team leaders the same in the past? They have seen that the previous clan leaders are all a group of guys with the opposite sex and inhumanity.

"One million." Wen Jiu stood up with a finger and said, "What's that?"

The second elder, who was scared by the sound of one million, swallowed. Emma, ​​why is their wife so cute? Doesn’t the lady know that the time he talks here, and she earns more than that little money in her hands?

But the wife still has to give her face. Didn’t she see the tyrant next to her frowning? She thought about it and said without expectation: “Calm the old man how old I can live!”

"Yes." Wen Jiu pinched his fingers and said bluntly: "Ninety-eight, born at Chen, died at Hai, and no one died at the end of the year. After death, fame and fortune will be added."

"Uh..." I really didn't expect that the second elder general who came to the wine and reached out his hand silently and said, "Madam, I don't understand it very much..." Although they are all Chinese, they have been stationed in Italy for several generations. They can speak Chinese fluently one by one, but they are forced by me.

"Stupid! I'll tell you, we will solve this kind of small matter internally, and the third elder was already impatient. He flipped through the words on his phone and explained: "It means you can live to be 98 years old. Oh, the old turtle egg lives quite long!"

"you···"

"Don't interrupt." The third elder frowned and said, "Born at the time of the year, that is, you were born between 7:00 and 9:00 in the morning, and you died between 9:00 and 11:00 in the evening. As for the death of the end, the Chinese information also wrote that if there is no blood relative by the bed before the death of a person, then there is no one to die. In other words, your son, grandson, and great-grandson will not watch you die. I don't need to translate the sentence after death, but I'll all die anyway."

"The third brother!" The second elder was so angry that he was so angry that he was not a few years younger. He had to press the turtle grandson on the ground and beat him up.

"Hey, waiter, it's my turn." As he said that, he squeezed away the second elder, smiled at Wen Jiuqiao, "Madam, it's my turn."

"Well, what do you want to be?" He asked the third elder, who had become the leader of the overall situation.

"Hey, madam, I think, I want to calculate when the iron tree will bloom. It's all over fifty, and my wife hasn't seen a single shadow." The third elder asked Wen Jiu with a bitter face.

"You..." Wen Jiu frowned and said, "It's not that you have never bloomed, but that you cut off your marriage when you were twenty-five years old and you will never have a marriage in this life."

"Is that?" The third elder's eyes were slightly lonely, and he touched the back of his head and said, "Madam, can you figure out where she went?" He was so crazy that he kept looking for her. Rather than not finding a suitable person to not get married, he had been traveling around the world just to find her.

"Add another million."

"Yes." The third brother nodded and looked at Wenjiu with hope.

"Well, give me one of her close objects." Wen Jiu spread her palms at the third child.

The third elder was too busy to pick up the miscellaneous women's bracelet that had been wearing on his hands to Wen Jiu and said, "This is the first time I have given her a gift, and she gave it to me when she left."

"Yes." Wen Jiu, who had gently closed his eyes, slightly mobilized his spiritual power and pinched a magic trick. He spelled out a soul-searching spell in his mouth. Then he frowned and shook his head and said, "The beauty is gone, the beauty is not here, and the Huangquan meets." He casually returned the bracelet to the third elder and said, "On the road to Huangquan, take the bracelet to find her."

"Ah! Oh oh..." The third elder who took the bracelet seemed to be struck by lightning. He held the bracelet tightly, his turbid eyes full of endless hollows.

The fourth elder who reached out and patted the third shoulder, sat seriously across from Wenjiu and said, "I don't tell fortunes."

"Oh." Wen Jiu nodded, responded with a faint smile, not surprised.

"I want to ask you a question." Continue to have a serious face.

"Yeah, ask." Wen Jiu bent the corners of her mouth.

The fourth elder, who could only feel the pressure from the superiors, slowly grinned and said, "I want to ask if you can accept our murder?"

"Fourth Lao!" The second elder of the eldest elder was slightly stunned, and then immediately shouted coldly to the fourth elder: "How do you scare your wife? Apologize to your wife." How difficult it is for their wife to come. Look at the lady's small body, her clean and transparent big eyes, her white and small face, and her little lady who shows her fairy temperament. You are going to scare away. Where can you find such a lady to pay for the patriarch and to pay them?

Wen Jiu was a little stunned when he heard this, then naturally raised his hand and made a gesture of silence at the two people who were talking, looking at the fourth elder with a smile and said, "Can you accept me killing ghosts and raising ghosts?"

"hat?" The fourth elder, who was not paying attention for a moment, directly spoke English. The first three on the other side silenced and looked at Wenjiu suspiciously.

Nalan, who was eating bananas, couldn't help but stand up and said to the people: "I can accept it, Madam, can you give me one?" Nalan had known that his wife had a little ghost named Wen Nuo. It is said that Wen Nuo is an old chef. If you take it back, you might be able to make a lot of Chinese delicacies.

Suddenly, He Lan moved and looked at Nalan's head coldly. Sure enough, the small figure was on the ceiling at this time, ready to reach out to tease Nalan, who was careless. Wen Nuo, who was suddenly targeted, was slightly stunned, and then immediately flashed and disappeared.

Nalan, who was still not sure what had been given birth behind him, still looked at Wen Jiu with excitement.

"Uh... Yes, can it!" The fourth elder passed by with a serious look on his face, and slipped beside him with a confused look on his face.

In the end, the fifth elder, the sixth elder, and the twelfth elder, drank a total of six cups of tea in Wenjiu, and Xuanyuan Jimo fed two packs of nuts into his wife's mouth. It's true that the world is so big that the wife is so big that she eats.

They expressed their gratitude to the elders who were deeply fed with dog food and had to eat it, and they wanted to have a life-and-death duel with that man as young as a teenager.

So when Mr. Wen's family came late, looking at the world's big guys who were being persuaded by their own little wine, they couldn't help but raise their eyebrows. The heart, which was already slightly hanging, slowly returned to their original position. They were still a little restrained in their movements. They were still a little nonsense. One of the world's big guys slipped out at random, which was enough for China to tremble for a few years. What are their little businessmen?

However, this man who pulled himself and kept talking about how good the man who kidnapped his granddaughter was? Old man, you have the potential to be a matchmaker!

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Good morning, say good morning

Mu, that's it~

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