A group of prime ministers were drunk and walked out in a crooked manner.

"That..." Han Qi waved to Zhuang honestly, and after he came over, he said: "It is said that the sauce from the Shen family is delicious, so I will give you hundreds of jars."

How many hundred altars?

Zhuang Husband shivered for a moment, "Secret Han, there are not so many!"

There are not a few hundred jars of sauces from the Shen family!

Han Qi glared at him and said, "Then give as much as you have."

The old hooligan waved at Chen An and then left.

This shameless.

Chen An felt that Han Qi was becoming more and more like Zhao Yunrang.

"That Anbei!" Evening was a difficult time for Ouyang Xiu, his vision was blurred.

"What's the matter?" Chen An went over and helped him so that he wouldn't lose his way at the threshold.

After Ouyang Xiu went out, his entourage came over to support him. He turned around and said, "Anbei! That... It is said that your quilt is the best? I am old, it's getting colder this day, and I'm suffering at night! Why don't you give me a hundred or eighty beds?"

This is also shameless.

Chen An smiled dryly and said, "Let me go back and send it."

The weather gradually became hotter. Chen An didn't cover himself with a quilt at night, but Ouyang Xiu said it was cold. He was shameless to reach a state of shame!

Zeng Gongliang looked very honest.

"That... Anbei!" After he got on the horse, he shook his body for a moment, making Chen An worry that he would fall down.

"I just ate that bacon, it tastes so good. I want to do it too, but the chef at home is incompetent!"

"Ermei is busy!" Chen An dispelled Zeng Gongliang's plan to steal the teacher and learn skills in one sentence.

"Then give some?" But Zeng Gongliang's purpose was to give it to him.

"It's easy to say."

After sending away a group of shameless prime ministers, Bao Zheng, who was staying behind, came over with Bao Shou.

"Wen Xiaozhong hasn't come out." Bao Zheng asked, "But is something wrong?"

At the time when Yang Zhuoxue gave birth, Wen Xiaozhong was not there, and this situation was a bit unusual.

"Some ground mice were doing things, but Wen Xiaozhong was targeted."

Bao Zheng nodded, "It's good to do this, be careful."

"yes."

Chen An helped him out of the door, and Bao Shou, who had been wry, suddenly turned around and shouted, "Sister... Remember to ask someone to pick him up!"

The child with a big fuck was screaming with a deep hatred.

Bao Zheng's face is dark, he wants to smoke, he is reluctant to do so, he doesn't want to smoke...

If you share your own home, you will be a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, and the Shen family is a paradise?

Bao Zheng smiled helplessly.

"good!"

Guoguo responded from a distance. Bao Shou turned around, looked at his father carefully, and then explained: "Dad, the child just wants to learn to write with his sister..."

Guoguo's word...

How to say it?

Chen An has always used Guoguo to practice calligraphy as an excuse and has found many famous artists' calligraphy. Guoguo has benefited a lot from this. Writing a brush can make Chen An's brother die of shame.

It’s embarrassing that my brother is not as good as my sister’s writing!

Bao Zheng snorted coldly, "I will check my father in a month, if I don't make any progress..."

Bao Shou looked back at Chen An, with tears in his eyes, "Brother..."

Brother, please help me!

Chen An couldn't help this. After sending Bao Gong and the others away, he entered the house and Chen Luo closed the door behind him.

Most of the noise outside was covered, and Wen Xiaozhong walked out of the darkness.

"who?"

Chen An asked.

"It's Chen Xieyi."

"Chen Xieli..." Chen An thought for a while, "Isn't that a luxury merchant?"

Wen Xiaochong nodded, and Chen An walked in with his hands.

"Chen Xieli... When Anxiang was first established, Xianglu amazed the entire Bianliang City overnight. Chen Xieli came to the door and wanted to take it alone..."

A lantern hanging next to it emits a faint halo.

Chen An said calmly in this halo: "It was not just him at that time, but he was like a child walking in the downtown city with coins. Those people were coveting the faint fragrance and wanted to swallow it in one bite. But who would have thought that the fragrance dew would become a tribute... When they were afraid of the rat, those people retreated."

Wen Xiaozhong said in a deep voice: "Those people are greedy... can kill people for money."

"That's not a matter." Chen Ansenran said, "I didn't expect that after a long time, this man would suddenly take action. It's so interesting!"

"Mr. Lang!"

Someone came in front of him with a lantern, but it was Zhao Wuwu.

"My wife wakes up."

"Someone go and have a look."

Chen An smiled, and the murderous intent just now seemed to have never been there.

Wen Xiaochong didn't like the light, so he walked into the darkness.

"Why don't your husband take action?"

Chen Luo was a little puzzled, and he was just behind.

After discovering this, Zhuang Laoshi actually made him look at Zeng Ermei, which was a test.

Be optimistic about your wife and do not leave until her suspicion is cleared.

Zhuang’s honest judgment was wrong, but his attitude was right, so Chen Luo didn’t blame him.

"Those people must be waiting for news..." Wen Xiaochong's voice came from the darkness, "They were waiting for news that their wife fell ill, and then they celebrated with their foreheads."

"Then they should break their legs." Chen Luo was very angry when his wife managed the kitchen. If he could, he would want to rush out with a knife and use blood to prove his wife's innocence.

"It has nothing to do with your wife."

Wen Xiaochong felt his anxiety, "The husband said that if he wanted to do it, Ermei would have poisoned the whole family to death."

"That's it!" Chen Luo began to complain...

In the backyard, Chen An talked with his wife for a while, then went to get some boiled soup for her to drink, and then went out.

"elder brother……"

When Yang Zhuoxue gave birth to a baby, sheep with fruit and taro.

“Everyone goes to bed early.”

Chen An smiled and touched the top of their heads, then went to the front yard.

"Where is Brother Chun?"

Chen An asked without warning.

Wen Xiaochong glanced outside, "In the afternoon... the housekeeper asked to inform Huang Chun and the others."

Zhuang knelt honestly, "The villain was wrong."

Without Chen An's instructions, he went to inform the Mangshan Army, which was crossing the line.

Chen An looked at him and said lightly: "It's understandable, but you are a little embarrassed to deal with things today. Looking back, you will deduct your monthly salary."

"Yes." Zhuang stood up honestly.

"There won't be only one Chen Xieli." Zhuang said honestly: "The villain wishes he could chase after him all the way. Thinking that his wife was giving birth, he didn't dare to disturb you... Huang Chun said that he must understand all the underwear of those people and vent his anger for the newly born young man."

Chen An sat in front of the main hall, with a slight night breeze and the temperature was just right.

Huahua ran out of nowhere, stared at the door for a while, and ran away again.

"In the afternoon, Huahua called out at the side wall, and the little man chased him out from there." Wen Xiaochong looked at Huahua with a more gentle look.

For assassins, helpers are hard to come by.

Chen An said to Chen Luo: "Go and see Ermei, tell her, I believe her."

"Mr...."
To be continued...