After some time, Liu Xueyun discovered that Wang Meihua was not only very strong in martial arts, but also good at cooking.

Four dishes and one soup were prepared very quickly, and a large jar of water and wine was served.

"Look, this is the only good thing about my mother-in-law. Other people's mothers-in-law are not allowed to drink. My family's women are allowed to drink together." Xiong Liguo smiled and raised his chopsticks, "Eat some food, brother, try it.

My mother-in-law’s craftsmanship.”

"good."

Liu Xueyun nodded without being pretentious, but raised his chopsticks and picked up a piece of fried pork liver.

After taking a bite, I found that the pork liver tastes really good. It tastes chewy and fragrant, and the heat is just right.

"How is my mother-in-law's craftsmanship?" Xiong Liguo said with a smile.

"Yes, it tastes very good. You can open a restaurant outside." Liu Xueyun said seriously.

This time, he sincerely suggested that selling fruits is not as good as opening a restaurant to make money.

Even if there is a way to preserve fruits, there are actually very big restrictions. Otherwise, Yang Ruoqing has already done it in advance, so how could she wait until now?

Yang Ruoqing would try her best to get involved in any business that could make money, and she would never look down on any business.

Mosquito legs are meat again. Even a small guild may contain great business opportunities. Everything is possible.

"It won't work, my mother-in-law. Hey, brother, there's something going on. It's hard to say, but I don't want to hide it from my brother." Xiong Liguo had a troubled expression on his face.

"It's okay, then don't talk about it. Let's drink together. I'll do it. You can do whatever you want." Liu Xueyun picked up a large bowl of wine, poured it into his mouth, and drank a large bowl in one breath.

But, is this also called wine?

After getting used to the high-alcohol liquor brewed by Yang Ruoqing, this low-alcohol grain water wine seems quite bland and tasteless.

But no matter what, it's better than no wine at all.

"Good brothers, let's drink together." Xiong Liguo sighed.

After drinking for a while, Wang Meihua suddenly said: "Actually, there's nothing that can't be said. I can't show my face in public. It's because my ancestors made a mistake and the government didn't give me a license to open a restaurant."

"I would like to ask, who are the ancestors of my sister-in-law?" Liu Xueyun's cheeks began to flush as he drank. Although the degree was not high, he was still a little drunk after drinking too much.

"My grandfather is Fubo General Wang Ying. At that time, Brother Liu should have known..." Wang Meihua sighed.

"It turns out that General Fubo has a heir, so it's a big surprise." Liu Xueyun took another big mouthful.

Fubo General Wang Ying was a great figure. Decades ago, in Daqi, he was the one who controlled the wind and rain. Later, Wang Ying died in the northwest battle and was shrouded in horse leather, but he was inexplicably included in the rebel party. In the end,

He was deprived of the honor of title and general by the imperial court.

"Thank you!" Wang Meihua's eyes moved, she also raised her wine glass and took a big sip. The man in front of her was not moved at all because of this matter, which shows that this man is not a treacherous villain, which is good.

…

Changping Village.

The day after Qingming Festival, Chen'er suddenly came back.

Chen'er, dressed in white, is riding on a black horse. The young man is full of energy and his eyes are like stars.

With that divine sword hanging on his waist, Gan Jiang was galloping all the way with great aura.

"elder brother!"

Luo Baobao and Zuo Jingling happened to be practicing riding horses on the roadside with their family's maroon horse. When she looked up and saw the young man in white appearing in her sight, she jumped up in excitement.

Chen'er had seen Luo Baobao before. He slightly tugged on the reins in his hand, and the horse underneath him connected with its owner and stopped steadily.

Chen'er swept down lightly and strode towards Luo Baobao.

"elder brother!"

Luo Baobao threw the reins in Zuo Jingling's hand and ran towards Chen'er like a gust of wind. When she was still three steps away from Chen'er, she suddenly jumped up.

Chen'er, on the other hand, stretched out her arms with tacit understanding and caught her sister firmly.

Baby Luo hung on Chen'er like a koala and couldn't get off. He raised his head and looked at his brother's prosperous face just a few feet away. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Brother, it's been a long time since I saw you. You've become handsome again. Let me be nice."

Inferiority, you are so handsome, so is Jingling, you boys are all so good-looking, why don't you let me live?"

Chen'er laughed and said, "You are already a grown-up girl, why do you still talk so stupidly? Let me ask you, are Grandpa and Grandma and Grandma okay?"

"Okay, grandpa drinks three ounces of wine in one meal and has a loud voice. Grandma and grandma are looking forward to your coming back every day. You didn't say hello in advance when you came back. What, are you planning to give us a surprise?" Luo

Baobao asked, his arms still hanging around Chen'er's neck.

Chen'er also had a good temper, so he just let her hang on, "Well, I did bring a surprise. Look at the back."

Behind him, a carriage was coming this way.

Only then did Baby Luo jump off him, "Wow, what a big surprise! I'm going to see what it's all about!"

Luo Baobao was about to leave, but Chen'er grabbed his arm and pulled him back: "Why are you so anxious? The things in the carriage can't fly away, so don't forget about your little friend just because you are happy."

He raised his chin towards Zuo Jingling.

Luo Baobao came to his senses and stuck out his tongue in embarrassment, "Look at me, I've forgotten Jingling when I met my brother. Come here, brother, and I'll introduce Jingling to you."

When the two brothers and sisters reunited after a long absence, Zuo Jingling stood quietly not far away, holding the reins and watching.

Zuo Jingling's face turned slightly red when he saw Luo Baobao pulling a big brother who was a lot taller than him and a head taller than Luo Baobao to come to him.

Luo Baobao had already introduced the two of them like a lark.

"This is Jingling, uncle Zuo's son."

"Jingling, this is my biological brother. We have been together since we were in my mother's belly. You can call her brother like me."

After a pause, Luo Baobao suddenly realized that he had never called anyone since he met Zuo Jinling. He relied on gestures or drawings on paper to communicate with her. Now, after studying with his husband, he

Learned to communicate through writing.

However, due to the short period of elementary school, Zuo Jinling's writing skills were limited.

"So it's brother Jingling." Chen'er showed a friendly smile to Zuo Jingling, and raised his hand to gently pat Zuo Jingling's shoulder.

Zuo Jingling pursed his lips and looked curiously at the extremely handsome elder brother in front of him. He thought to himself, no wonder Sister Wuyou often whispered Brother Chen'er's name in his ear. He is indeed a good brother.

Someone else’s…

Luo Baobao quietly told Chen'er about Zuo Jingling's reluctance to talk. Chen'er knew it well, so he pointed to the bay-red horse next to Zuo Jingling: "Do you want to practice riding a horse?"

Zuo Jingling nodded.
Chapter completed!