Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

That boy Meng Lang is simply poisonous!

So you two have only known each other for a month?

In a month's time, you made my Lao Ding's daughter into such a disaster?

Ding Zhangan clenched his fists angrily, but after a long while, he silently let go.

Thinking about it carefully, this pair of young people, he can't beat the man and the woman, and they are more talkative than the other.

"Alas—" With a long sigh, Uncle An walked towards the window with his usual expression, "Girl, I'll leave first if it's okay.

Remember!I don't care if you celebrate your anniversary with the boy from the Meng family, but don't play too crazy... Don't kill anyone! "

Zhuge Dali thought that Ding Zhang'an had seen his plan to attack Ren Fei, and he waved his hand indifferently: "Don't worry, uncle, I'm very measured.

Besides, even if I use too much force, isn't there still Meng Lang?If it doesn't work, I'll leave the matter to him. "

Uncle An's face darkened the more he heard it, and felt that his niece's name might be useless, and secretly wondered if he should also find a wife to have a baby.

Silently turning out the window, Ding Zhang'an happened to see the scene of Meng Lang leading another woman towards the room at the last moment before Shi Zhan's Xingxian left.

Dingzhangan: o(▼皮▼メ)o

'Where is my knife?Eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the basin... Where's my knife? '

The so-called "fair competition" Feng Baobao was raised at home, and he was already frantically testing Uncle An's psychological bottom line.

And this wave of Meng brought another woman back to the room, which completely ignited Uncle An's anger. Desperate for his daughter, he decided to do something to let a shameless scumbag know what the iron fist of his mother's family is.

Taking a deep breath, Ding Zhangan took out his mobile phone and pressed a call: "Hey, sister-in-law, I have something to tell you..."

s: second update

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Chapter 334 Zhuge Dali's Mysterious Discovery

It was the first time in Lao Ding's life that he was doing small report work, holding his mobile phone in the woods, with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"...That's how it happened, sister-in-law, you found such a thing vigorously, do you think we should take care of it?"

However, the female voice from the other side of the phone seemed calm: "Xiao An, you don't have to be so nervous, I know Dali's temper and ability very well, it's fine."

"What? All right? Sister-in-law, are you sure?"

"I'm sure, Dali has never made me worry about her since she was a child, she knows exactly what she wants, and she never fights uncertain battles.

Besides, I have met that kid Xiaolang, and he is indeed very good. It is only natural for a young man like him to be sought after.

As for the matter of Feng Baobao... I heard Dali said that he is a poor person, so let's not embarrass him. "

In fact, the Great Sage Zhuge didn't say anything. In fact, she had already learned about Feng Baobao's existence from Zhuge Meng a long time ago.

At that time, she also called Zhuge Dali very anxiously and asked her why she allowed another girl to live with meng lang.

That was the time when Zhuge Dali really confided his heart to his mother.

After many investigations, the little girl suspected that there was something wrong with Feng Baobao's body structure - she had never bought one, and she didn't even know what a sanitary napkin was.

Therefore, Zhuge Dali looked at it from the dual perspectives of physiology and sociology, and concluded that Feng Baobao and Meng Lang, the only seedling of the old Meng family, had no possibility of being together at all, and it was not at all a concern.

Naturally, Zhuge Dasheng would not go into details with Ding Zhang'an about such things involving her sexuality and even hidden illnesses, so he just repeatedly emphasized that there is no need to worry, and he must believe that his daughter can handle his emotional problems well.

Uncle An sucked his teeth and nodded helplessly after a long while: "...All right! I see, then I'll go outside their door and watch. If there's a fight inside, I'll rush in to help."

"Yeah, that's fine. Dali's child has always wanted to go out as soon as she was a child. She drove an excavator and almost filled the clock pool in the village... You go and watch it, and don't let her cause any trouble. "

Ding Zhangan: "..."

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While Zhuge Dasheng was arranging tasks for his brother-in-law over there, Meng Lang also brought Ren Fei into the room.

However, as soon as he entered the door, the scene in front of him made Meng stand in place in a daze.

Mom!

Dali, why are you dressed like this?

And how did you get all this nonsense?

I saw that the little girl was wearing a goose-yellow embroidered satin gauze dress at this time. The lower garment was a lake green torn needle red lotus leaf skirt. Sapphire earrings, unique sideburns like clouds floating in the sky, a pink overnight girdle tied around the waist, lightly embroidered white crane wings sachet, and a pair of colored milk smoke satin Baoxiang pattern cloud-toed boots wrapping the little feet more playful and cute.

"Da, Dali, why did you change into an ancient costume again? And... why did you redecorate it again, and even put up all these posters?"

That's right, the room at this time is not only full of antique and elegant decorations, but also the wall is covered with martial arts posters that were synthesized from the demon refining pot with photos of the two of them.

Ren Fei, who followed into the room, immediately smelled the provocation, and looked at the posters with pantothenic eyes.

But how could a strong woman like Sister Ren be intimidated by such a small battle?Before the little girl opened her mouth to speak, she fought back first:

"I didn't expect you, Ah Lang, to have this hobby? I remember when we were young and we were still wearing crotch pants in the compound, and you didn't like my sister pulling you to play house~"

After saying that, Ren Fei glanced at the little girl provocatively.

However, Zhuge Dali, who had been prepared for a long time, didn't intend to accept this simple verbal duel. This woman doesn't know the number of days, and doesn't even know the simple truth that childhood sweethearts must be defeated by love at first sight.

With a slight smile, Zhuge Dali took a few steps forward with his little hands behind his back, and lightly jumped up and pecked Meng Lang's face: "You're back~"

Meng Lang was very surprised by the little girl's sudden intimate behavior. He said that he was an old driver but was actually a novice on the road. He became a little incoherent in an instant: "Big me, Li is back, and sister Ren Fei is here too."

"Well, so sweet~"

Zhuge Dali didn't care about Meng's sporadic slip of the tongue at all, two small hands stepped forward to wrap around his arm very naturally, with a smile on his mouth:

"Today is the one-month anniversary of the first meeting between the two of us. I specially prepared something worth remembering that I can think of! How about it, do you like it?"

Meng Lang felt the soft touch from his arm, and suddenly felt refreshed: "Hi...I like it."

"As long as you like it!" The little girl looked back and smiled sweetly. Her captivating eyes made Meng not know where she was. She completely forgot that there were guests present at this time, and she was led to the dining table to sit down in a daze.

After Meng Lang was seated, Zhuge Dali seemed to have just discovered Ren Fei's arrival. He quickly covered his mouth and let out a soft whisper, and trotted to the door with the corner of his skirt:

"I'm sorry, Sister Ren Fei, I was so happy just now, I forgot that there was a 'guest' from 'home'! Hee hee~ you won't blame me, will you?"

The knuckles of Sister Ren's right hand clenched behind her back turned white: "Of course not."

"That's good!"