Your fiancee ran away with someone again

Mr. Fang didn't really want to receive such a big New Year's greeting.

He took a few steps back silently, his eyes were quite puzzled, "You looked very clever when you were young, why haven't you seen each other for a few years, it seems that your brain is not working well?"

After Mr. Fang finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the woman standing behind him, seeking approval.

The woman didn't agree, but said helplessly, "Hurry up and help the third son up, it's cold on the ground."

Mr. Fang clicked his tongue, then grabbed Qi Zhan who was about to stand up with one hand, and lifted him up.

Qi Zhan: "..." She was autistic and didn't want to talk.

Mr. Fang was also quite disgusted, "It's still the same as when I was a child. I'm so skinny, I'm useless for nothing."

Qi Zhan walked back to Mu Ting silently, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and closed himself even more.

On the contrary, Mu Ting thought that Mr. Fang was very interesting. Qi Zhan said that Mr. Fang was both civil and military, but his burly appearance could not be compared to Wen, and as Qi Zhan described, he had a good tongue.

Qi Zhan has encountered a hard problem, a person who can control him, no wonder he hesitated for so long before knocking on the door.

Mu Ting stepped forward, clasped his hands to Mr. Fang and his wife and asked you, "I met Mr. Fang, Mrs. Fang, next to Mu Ting, it's Qi Zhan..."

"I know, you are his man. Didn't this kid go around clamoring that he wants to marry you? The news spread, and no one in the entire capital knew that he was going to marry you." Mu Ting was beaten by Mr. Fang before he finished speaking. Broken, he pointed to Qi Zhan and said with a clear face.

Then Mr. Fang looked at Mu Ting carefully, shook his head and said, "It's a pity, it looks pretty good, I heard that you used to be the son of a duke's mansion, and you are not bad at learning, why did you fall in love with someone who is not good?" Crying bag with no knowledge?" Mr. Fang gave a reaction that I didn't understand very much.

"I'm not a crybaby!" Qi Zhan heard Mr. Fang smearing himself in front of Mu Ting, and immediately refuted with a stiff neck, looking fierce.

"Tsk," Mr. Fang sneered, "I don't know who cried his nose and tears in front of me back then. Shall I help him remember it?"

Qi Zhan beeped softly, "I was ignorant when I was young, and I really love to cry."

Mr. Fang wanted to speak again, but was stopped by Mrs. Fang behind him, "Okay, those who are celebrating the New Year, what are you doing with the children, why don't you invite them in when they come to your door to give you New Year's greetings."

Mr. Fang wanted to refute, but was overwhelmed by Mrs. Fang's eyes, so he opened the door wide and invited Mu Ting and the others in angrily.

Qi Zhan is also a discerning person at the moment. He saw Mr. Fang's status in the family, so he jumped in front of Mrs. Fang, called Mrs. Fang, and then praised Mrs. Fang for her beauty, and followed Mrs. Fang Same as before, not old at all.

He went to bring up the annual gifts prepared for Mrs. Fang, saying that they were all for her.

The New Year gifts are all jewellery, such as hairpins and bracelets, which Qi's mother chose on her own, because the two wives have exactly the same taste in gold and silver jewellery.

Mr. Fang has contacts with the Qi family. After all, Mr. Fang is the martial arts master of the eldest brother Qi and the second brother Qi. In ancient times, a master was like a father, and he paid great attention to the relationship between master and student. Brother would also visit Fang's house from time to time, but Qi Zhan hadn't visited Fang's house for so many years.

As soon as she heard that it was prepared by Qi's mother, the smile on Madam Fang's face became even brighter, and she warmly welcomed them into the house for tea and snacks.

Then Mr. Fang was left out in the cold. A burly man looked at his daughter-in-law with a kind of resentful gaze, and the picture was quite infiltrating.

But Qi Zhan didn't notice it at all, and was still praising Mrs. Fang. Mrs. Fang was so happy with his praise, the smile on her face never faded, and she even called Qi Zhan a good boy.

"What's the matter, a crying slug, hum!" Mr. Fang probably couldn't bear it anymore, and said out loud.

Mu Ting poked Qi Zhan and signaled him to restrain himself. He was originally apologizing. Don't offend him even more. Then he will inevitably be beaten up when he goes back.

Qi Zhan called Qingsong, asked him to bring the food box, and then approached Mr. Fang to discuss with him, "Sir, I will treat you to something delicious. Don't be angry with me, okay?"

Qi Zhan also deliberately opened the lid of the food box to let the spicy smell of saliva chicken waft out.

Mr. Fang has a good nose, and when he inhales subconsciously, the smell lingers in his nose, which is really attractive.

Qi Zhan added, "My daughter-in-law made this. You have been living in the capital, sir. You must have heard that my daughter-in-law is a good cook. Don't you want to try it?"

Qi Zhan lifted the lid of the food box and showed Mr. Fang the dishes inside, a large plate of golden chicken soaked in red oil, scattered peanuts and chopped green onions on the edge of the plate, it made people drool.

"Appetizers, sir, do you really not want them?"

On the verge of breaking the defense, Mr. Fang obviously wavered.

Qi Zhan asked Qingsong to bring another food box, and when he opened it, all the big chicken legs were placed on top, each of which was still steaming and fragrant.

Qi Zhan said: "Ting Ting made this for the two juniors. It tastes great. I don't think the two juniors are at home. Then this box is also yours, sir."

Qi Zhan and Qingsong each carried a food box in front of Mr. Fang, and the pungent aroma made his stomach growl, how could he bear it.

Mr. Fang stretched out his hand, a food box in each hand, "Okay, since you were young and ignorant at the time, I won't care about you."

The food box was placed on the table, and Mr. Fang brought it out carefully, and then called Mrs. Fang to bring him wine. With such a good appetizer, he must have a good drink today.

Mrs. Fang got up and went, but when she came out, besides the wine in her arms, there were two tall and strong young men who looked exactly the same.

It looked like Mr. Fang's own.

The two teenagers rushed to the table and sued his father, saying that the big chicken leg was given to them, but his father didn't ask them to come out and want to eat it alone, which was unreasonable.

Mrs. Fang gave the wine to Mr. Fang, and then took the two children to introduce Qi Zhan and the two, "This is Xing Wen Xing Wu, come, call someone, you Qi San Senior Brother, this is Mr. Mu."

Although Fang Xingwen and Fang Xingwu are quite big, they are obedient and honest children. When Mrs. Fang asked someone to call, they obediently called, and thanked Mu Ting for making them special meals.

Then he leaned next to his father to ask for the box of fried chicken that was supposed to be given to them.

How can you give away the things you got so easily, and Mr. Fang had already tasted a piece of fried chicken when the two boys were talking to Mu Ting and the others. If you taste it, you have to eat enough.

The father and son fought for a while, but in the end they were glared at by Mrs. Fang. The father and son were forced to reach a peace agreement and eat together.

Mr. Fang enjoyed a mouthful of meat and a mouthful of wine, while the brothers of the Fang family ate the drumsticks in their arms and ate them deliciously. Sitting on the high stool and shaking their legs, they were bubbling beautifully.

Mrs. Fang didn't like these things, so she just looked at Mr. Fang with some distaste, and whispered to Mu Ting, "A guy like him still has the face to call others idiots, but he himself is as small as two idiots."

Mu Ting smiled and said an old-fashioned saying, "It's a blessing to be able to eat."

The Fang family is doing well, otherwise they would not be able to raise two such strong children, Mrs. Fang agrees with Mu Ting's words.

But seeing the father and son almost fighting for the last chicken leg, Mrs. Fang felt that it was really shameful and shameless.

On the contrary, Qi Zhan looked proud, his wife's cooking skills are so good, she can make people fight after eating.

Qi Zhan ran to talk to Mr. Fang, "Sir, I have something to ask you today, can you go back to Qi's house and teach me kung fu?"

Mr. Fang took a big bite of the chicken thigh, drank a glass of wine, nodded, "OK."

Qi Zhan: "Huh?"

This promises?

He obviously prepared a lot of words, but he didn't say a word.

Mr. Fang glanced at him, "Why, you can't understand a single word?"

It's not that I don't understand, the main thing is that I was too surprised.

Qi Zhan said the truth, "Sir, you agreed so easily, but I feel a little uneasy. Why don't you listen to my advice and agree again?"

Mr. Fang looked at him with a look of "Sure enough, he is still a fool", and said truthfully, "Who rushed to you, I just because of your daughter-in-law's good cooking skills, I became your master, It can also be regarded as your daughter-in-law and master, and then..."

Mr. Fang's eyes fell on Mu Ting, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

He has become Mu Ting's master, so why can't he have a meal made by his apprentice every day?

Mu Ting first agreed for Qi Zhan, and then every day Mr. Fang went to Qi's family to teach Qi Zhan martial arts, and he took care of all the meals.

Mr. Fang picked up the last peanut on the plate and was extremely satisfied. He wished he could go to Qi's house to teach Qi Zhan tomorrow.

Fang Xingwen and Fang Xingwu wiped the oil from his mouth, envious of his father, hated that he was too young to be Qi Zhan's master, otherwise they would have a share in the good thing of eating.

Mr. Fang also noticed the envious eyes of the two sons, picked up one of them and said, "You see, you can only eat after you have practiced kung fu. Now believe your father's words?"

The one who was picked up was Fang Xingwu, who nodded in distress, "I believe it, but it's too late."

Relying on his own weight advantage, the child successfully landed on the ground, and sighed in a deep tone, "It's really hard to eat."

These words successfully made Mu Ting and the others laugh, and Qi Zhan stepped forward and said, "Then you brothers should practice martial arts well. I also have a little nephew who wants to practice martial arts when he grows up. I can invite you to be teachers at that time." , also have food to eat."

"Really?" Fang Xingwen also jumped off the stool and stood beside his younger brother, looking at Qi Zhan with bright eyes.

Qi Zhan nodded, "Really, but without strong skills, this meal may only be eaten by your father."

"That won't work," the two brothers shook their heads together, and said with great fighting spirit, "We will definitely defeat Dad and take his job!"

"Stinky boy," Mr. Fang scolded, but he didn't hit them. He just carried Qi Zhan out, and wanted to see how he was doing in the courtyard first.

Qi Zhan's foundation is that Mr. Fang put him down with a few fingers, which is too miserable.

Qi Zhan also felt ashamed, "I'm so weak."

Mr. Fang picked him up and commented: "It's still self-aware, good thing."

Qi Zhan felt that it was not good at all.

Mr. Fang didn't care what Qi Zhan was thinking, and said, "You are so weak, you have to learn from the beginning. Now that you are old and your bones are hardened, you will have to suffer a lot, kid. Although I promised to teach you, I also I want to ask you one more question, do you really want to practice martial arts?"

"Learn!" Qi Zhan nodded without hesitation.

"Aren't you afraid of hardship or tiredness?"

"Don't be afraid, I just gritted my teeth and endured it. When I get better, at least I don't have to hold Ting Ting back."

Qi Zhan's eyes were firm, "Sir, I'm different from before. I have someone I like now, and I want to protect him. Don't worry, I won't cry you away again."

Mr. Fang snorted coldly, "You still have the face to mention it, brat, you cry, shame on you."

Qi Zhan retorted, "I'm not a crying bag!"

"It's just that you are you. It annoyed me back then. Fortunately, I left early, otherwise your tears would have flooded the entire capital."

Qi Zhan admits that he was ignorant back then, but he resolutely refuses to be called a crying bag. He feels so ashamed that he has no face to face Ting Ting.

Then the master and apprentice quarreled in the courtyard.

Mu Ting witnessed the whole process as a bystander at the door, and didn't know what to say for a while, probably because no matter the age or size, childishness is really equal.

Mrs. Fang also stood next to Mu Ting, looked at the two people in the courtyard and said to Mu Ting, "Isn't it strange and lively?"

Mutin nodded, it was true.

"Your master has a dispassionate temper. He has been like this for so many years. When he was young, many people told me that he was not good, that he would not become a great weapon in the future. He, maybe only one thing is good, that is, if there is something good, no matter how expensive it is. If he is not expensive, he will bring it to me eagerly. Up to now, he has indeed not become a great talent, but I don’t regret marrying him at all. I have never felt cold when I was with him, and now my two children are also in their teens. Now, I often quarrel with him, and fight from time to time, more noisy than before."

"I just think it's good like this. I can live my whole life without illness and disaster in a lively manner. It doesn't matter if I become a master or not. This is the best, and I am content."

Mu Ting turned his head to look at Mrs. Fang, and saw her eyes fell on Mr. Fang, lingeringly.

Soon she spoke again, "I'm not telling you this to persuade you to be content, and I don't mean to preach. I just want to tell you that I am very accurate. That child is caring, and so are you, so you two have a good time. Don't be afraid."

Mu Ting thanked him, and then said, "I have never been afraid, I know he has a sincere heart, I will guard it well, and keep him unchanged until the old days."

He likes Qi Zhan's energetic appearance, and doesn't want him to force him to do things he doesn't like in order to become a so-called master. They already have a lot, and they are content.

The quarrel over there ended, and the reason for the end was that Mr. Fang used force to suppress Qi Zhan, and the little weak chicken had to give in pitifully.

As soon as he was let go, he ran to Mu Ting and grabbed his hand for comfort. At the same time, he complained to Mrs. Fang, saying that Master bullied him and asked Mrs. Fang to help him decide. Mr. Fang was so angry that he wanted to do it again on the spot.

Qi Zhan hurriedly took Mu Ting and ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.

But not long after, he ran back again, took out a stack of bank notes and handed it to Mr. Fang, "Sir, can I discuss something with you?"

Mr. Fang glanced at him, "Speak up if you have something to say."

"Then what, Ting Ting doesn't cook at home every day. After the Chinese New Year, he still has important things to do. I don't want him because I'm stuck at home all day in the kitchen, so when he doesn't cook, Mr. Can you eat Zhao Quan's cooking?"

Qi Zhan looked very serious, "I know I shouldn't say such things to my husband, but Ting Ting doesn't owe me anything, so I have to say, sir, can I make up for you in addition?"

Mr. Fang looked at the banknotes in his hand, "So you plan to use these banknotes to compensate me?"

"Stinky boy, are you such an unreasonable person? Do you believe that I will beat you?"

Qi Zhan shrunk his neck subconsciously and nodded, "I believe it, I will definitely believe it, but we promised, we can't keep our promises first, I just want to tell you in advance."

Qi Zhan put the banknote in Mr. Saifang's hand, "Take it, sir, you will know the use of this banknote soon."

After Qi Zhan finished speaking, he ran away, but came back after a few steps, "Mr. Fang, God knows this secret, so please don't tell others."

This time, I really ran away.

Mr. Fang looked at Qi Zhan's back, then looked at the bank note in his hand, and laughed, "Silly boy," as for the bank note, the apprentice respects him, and he doesn't take anything for nothing.

……

Mu Ting was waiting for Qi Zhan outside, and when he came out, the two got into the carriage, and Mu Ting didn't ask him what he did when he went back.

Instead, Qi Zhan looked at the two boxes on the carriage and rummaged through them curiously, "Where did these come from?"

Mu Ting explained, "Qingsong said that Mrs. Fang sent someone to send it. She said that some merchants came to the capital from other places to sell things. She bought some hair accessories and asked them to bring them to mother."

The box was opened, and there was indeed a golden hair accessory inside, which was very suitable for his mother's preferences and appetite.

Qi Zhan was not interested anymore, and instead asked Mu Ting if he wanted to play.

During the Chinese New Year, the capital is extremely lively, so I just do nothing and feel happy walking from the street to the end of the street to see the scene along the road.

Mu Ting shook his head, "Forget it, every time we talk about going to play, we will meet bad people or things, so let's stay at home?"

Mu Ting is extremely tolerant, and feels that he can live without going out, and he is not bored staying at home.

But sometimes, it's just such an inch, even if he said he couldn't play anymore, he still ran into trouble.

The Qi family's carriage collided with someone, startled the horse on the spot, and overturned several stalls. If Mu Ting hadn't gone out to rein in the horse, he might have hurt people even more.

On the other side, the horse that they bumped into was not much better. The coachman was thrown off, and the horse ran forward all the way. The people on the street were frightened and retreated to avoid it. I don't know how many stalls were hit.

After chasing and stopping the Qi family's carriage, Mu Ting turned around and chased another carriage. No matter who the person in the carriage was or what the other party's intentions were, it would be a big problem if he really hurt someone.

Just when the horse was about to step on a child, the curtain lifted by the wind allowed Mu Ting to see clearly the person sitting in the carriage, and the other party smiled at him, full of provocation.

Mu Ting's eyes turned cold, and he rushed to grab the child, but he was too close...

However, at the very moment, the carriage was overturned and the horses were brought along. Mu Ting quickly took the child away and stood aside.

The overturned carriage Qi Zhan clapped his hands, looked at the person who fell on the ground and tried to get up leisurely, and kicked the carriage compartment with his feet, "Hey, the surname is Yang, the Duke Mu's mansion didn't lock you up, let him go!" Are you out of your mind?"

The person in the carriage was Mu Qiu, and Qi Zhan preferred to call him Yang Yongfu.

The force of the fall was not small. Mu Qiu was thrown so badly that he even had difficulty getting up, but he still pointed at Qi Zhan and scolded, "Your surname is Qi, you wait for me, this young master will definitely clean up today!" you!"

Hearing what he said, Qi Zhan simply stepped on the carriage to prevent Mu Qiu from getting up, "I'm waiting, you should get up first, otherwise you should be careful if I step on your head, and I will deal with you first."

"How dare you! The surname Qi, if you dare to touch this young master, be careful of your dog's life."

Qi Zhan raised his foot and wanted to kick someone, but someone was faster and stronger than him. After kicking, he directly crushed his outstretched hand, and Mu Qiu screamed like a pig.

Mu Ting, who moved his feet, came over after handing over the child to his family, just in time to hear Mu Qiu say that he wanted Qi Zhan's dog's life, how could this be tolerated.

After screaming, Mu Qiu began to scold Mu Ting again, and Mu Ting simply kicked him again, "If you don't want to be buried with this carriage today, keep your mouth clean, otherwise..." Mu Ting moved his feet, Proved with practical actions what would have happened otherwise.

Mu Qiu couldn't move, he was only kicked, after a few times of tossing, he finally became honest.

Mutin asked him, "Say, why did you bump into us all of a sudden?"

Mu Qiu denied it, "You clearly said that you bumped into my young master's carriage, causing the horse to lose control. You can see for yourself, the coachman fell down, and the carriage ran so far. If you hadn't bumped into my young master, my horse would be fine. Yes, how could it get out of control?"

Mu Ting sneered, "Mu Qiu, you'd better think about it before you talk about it. After all, the people on the street can see who hits first."

Mu Qiu looked up at Mu Ting, with a bit of sarcasm on his lips, "Common people? Then you let these people go to the yamen to testify for you, don't say anything else, just the child you saved just now, you ask which family, Are they willing, do they dare to go to the Yamen to testify for you?"

"To put it bluntly, a group of mobs may look like a lot, but they are actually useless. Go and ask these people who dares to offend Duke Mu!"

Mu Ting looked at him and asked: "So is this your purpose today? Let the carriage go out of control first, and then blame us. It's a fluke that no one was hurt. If someone is hurt, you can't run away, right?"

Mu Qiu withdrew his hand from Mu Ting's feet, "No one saw that I bumped into you first. They only saw that my horse lost control and ran far away, almost hurting someone, but you were fine."

"Mu Ting, I have to thank you for coming to save people, because it is because you hit my carriage, and it was because you were afraid of accidents after shocking my horse, that's why you came here to save people, because you were afraid If someone dies, you have to pay with your life."

"Otherwise, it's me who should be afraid."

Mu Qiu said something that made Mu Ting's hair stand on end. He said: "Mu Ting, I'm different from other people. I have only one purpose from the beginning to the end, and that is to kill you!"

"And now you've lived long enough."