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For a simple breakfast, this family was in dire straits.

As Zhang Chaoying took the two children who had eaten to the kitchen, Zhao Cuihua also hurriedly finished her breakfast.

Although Zhao Cuihua thought in her heart that the taste was not pleasing to the eye, um, it was very glaring, but seeing her father-in-law and husband not having a good breakfast because of Zhang Chang's presence, Zhao Cuihua, a daughter-in-law and a wife, was still a little worried... In her opinion, except for Fujiko, who was reluctantly accepted, who had a different surname, all the people in the house at the moment, except Zhang Chang, were family members.

There is a saying that "treat relatives with the warmth of a spring breeze, and treat enemies with the same ruthlessness as the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves." Although Zhang Chang is not a class enemy, his actions have completely constituted the category of enemies in Zhao Cuihua's mind.Who said that after Zhang Chang came again, Yan Jiang had already started to "send" her next child out!

You mean Fujiko?

Didn't I say it earlier?Fujiko is close to the water, and has entered our interior early. Zhao Cuihua has reluctantly accepted the existence of Fujiko. Well, of course, it was after the Pingliangshan accident... What's more, the Spring and Autumn brothers and sisters have already made a reservation. Is it to "send off" Yan Che? !

Glancing at the rice porridge with chopsticks on the table and counting scattered rice grains, pancakes, and side dishes, Zhao Cuihua’s mouth twitched, and she simply twisted her body and went to the kitchen to prepare Together with Zhang Chaoying, I prepared lunch dishes for the Chunqiu brothers and sisters, and sent the brothers and sisters to school together. As for the situation in the house... well, it’s better to be out of sight and out of mind.

As soon as she entered the kitchen, Zhao Cuihua saw Zhang Chaoying picking up fresh mung bean sprouts from the Shau Kei with chopsticks, while telling Shen Qiu, who was obediently standing aside, holding bean sprouts in a small lunch box... It was nothing more than asking Shen Qiu to take his younger sister for lunch at school, instead of just thinking about eating fried bean sprouts, and order a meat dish or something.

But Shen Chun was standing on tiptoe in front of the tiled table where the cutting board was placed, holding a small spoon, and was scooping Yan Che's homemade sweet and sour fermented bean sauce into a small glass jar that usually holds olives and vegetables.

Not only the Chunqiu brothers and sisters like to use this fermented bean sauce for bibimbap, but almost everyone in the family likes this appetizing fermented bean sauce. When Yan Jialing returned to the swimming team, Zhao Cuihua and Yan Che even asked Zhao Cuihua and Yan Che to fill him with three large cans.

Zhao Cuihua just hung at the door of the kitchen, looking at the brothers and sisters Chunqiu, feeling hot and sour in the sockets of her eyes for no reason.

When the sensitive Shen Qiu raised his head, he happened to see Zhao Cuihua with red eyes. He was slightly taken aback, and the bean sprouts that Zhang Chaoying had picked up fell to the ground.

Zhao Cuihua helped Zhang Chaoying tidy up the Chunqiu brothers and sisters, holding each other's hands. As soon as they walked out of the gate of the courtyard, they ran into Mr. Yan and Yan Guochang.

Zhao Cuihua, who was about to greet the old man, realized that the old man's face was very strange. She didn't know whether to say that the old man was in a bad mood or what.

Mr. Yan glanced at Zhao Cuihua and Zhang Chaoying, his gaze rested on Shen Qiu strangely for three or four seconds, he opened his mouth, turned his eyes away, and said to Zhao Cuihua, "Master, today... well, you and your aunt will Let's send Chun'er girl to school, um... just ask Qiu'er for a leave of absence, and tell the teacher, just today."

Before Zhao Cuihua and Zhang Chaoying had time to ask why, the old man had already stepped forward to hold the hand of Shen Qiu who was full of confusion, and was about to enter the yard.

The old man was about to step over the threshold, took it back again, sighed, turned to his aunt who was still staring at his grandchildren in a daze, and said, "You guys also go to town together, and wait for the spring to come. The little girl will come back together after school. Well, go and see Jiamei girl."

After finishing speaking, the old man walked into the courtyard, Shen Qiu looked back at Shen Chun who opened his mouth to call him, and smiled comfortingly: "Chun'er, go to school obediently, my brother will make delicious food for you at home and wait for you return."

"Yeah, his aunt, take Chun'er girl to school, she's going to be late." Yan Guochang said after watching the old man and Shen Qiu go in, behind Zhao Cuihua and Zhang Chaoying.

As soon as Zhang Chaoying turned her head, she saw clearly that there were people behind Yan Guochang... He saw Zhen Qi at a glance, and gave a soft "Hey", and when he saw the people around Zhen Qi, Zhang Chaoying exclaimed "Ah" .

Zhao Cuihua also looked over upon hearing the sound... Unlike Zhang Chaoying, the first thing Zhao Cuihua saw was not Zhen Qi, but Zhen Qi's master.

Looking at the man in front of him who seemed to be indifferently nodding to her, but didn't feel alienated or neglected at all... No, a Taoist priest, a Taoist priest with a fairy style, suddenly, Zhao Cuihua felt an egg stuffed into her throat, He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, and only heard a horrible "cuckoo, cluck" sound in his throat.

Zhen Qi saw Shen Chun who was carrying a small schoolbag and a small lunch box twisted in his hand, her eyes lit up, and she was about to make a sound, but obediently found that the master's gaze glanced at her, so she obediently lowered her head and continued to stand over there.

As soon as Mr. Yan led Shen Qiu into the house, Yan Guochang stepped in with Master Zhen Qi and his apprentice on the back.

With the entry of Zhen Qi's master and apprentice, the few people who were sitting around the wooden table earlier, with sparks flying in the air, immediately changed their aura—Yiseki's whole body muscles tensed up, and his eyes were full of shock, and he locked his eyes guardedly. Live Zhenqi's master.

"Cough." Old Master Yan coughed, and Yan Guoqiang, Yan Guosheng, Yan Jiang, and Zhang Chang looked away from the faces of the young Taoist priests, and looked at the old man together: "This is the master of Zhenqi Xiaodao. Daoist Fang."

Yan Jiang frowned slightly. As soon as Master Zhenqi and his disciples entered the door, the Daoist Cunfang glanced around the room lightly, and then his gaze stopped at Shen Qiu who was standing next to the old man with a blank face. Body... Yan Jiang didn't know why this Daoist Cunfang acted like this, but the uneasiness rising in his heart made his brows furrow tighter and tighter.

"Hey, drinking tea after a meal is not good for your health. I have prepared some hot fruits for you..." Before the precious words could be said, Yan Che and Fujiko came into the room with a coffee pot of orange hot fruits. , I saw Daoist Cunfang at first sight.

Seeing Daoist Cunfang who was standing at the door with distorted face (actually surprised) looking at him, Yan Che's expression changed, only then did he realize that there were more Mr. Yan and Yan Guochang in the room, as well as those who should have gone to school Shen Qiu, his eyes fell on Daoist Cunfang, and said coldly: "This Daoist is..."

Mr. Yan originally planned to repeat what he said just now, but Taoist Master Cunfang said: "The poor Taoist Cunfang, Master of Zhenqi." He continued suddenly: "The poor Taoist family's surname is Wanqi."

As soon as the word "Wan Teng" fell, Yan Che's pupils shrank violently, his body trembled slightly, and the glass in his left hand fell to the ground, making a crisp shattering sound...but his gaze was fixed on him coldly. Daoist Cunfang uttered a sentence with obvious trembling through his clenched teeth: "Tell me, your surname is... Wanqi?"

"Yes. The common surname of the impoverished Taoist priest is Wanqi, and his name is Zhangtai." Priest Cunfang frowned slightly, glanced at the shattered glass, and continued speaking in a steady voice.

"Wan Teng, Wan Teng Shuyu... yes, who are you?"

Yan Che was immersed in shock, and when Yan Guoqiang's eager voice interjected, he staggered and walked up to Taoist Priest Cunfang, reaching out to grab Taoist Priest Cunfang, but in vain.

However, Yan Guoqiang couldn't care less about this. Standing a step ahead of Daoist Cunfang, his eyes sparkled with excitement, and his whole face flushed with excitement: "Wan Qishuyu, who are you, Wan Qishuyu?"

Daoist Cunfang looked at Yan Guoqiang in front of him, then at Shen Qiu, who was still confused and dazed, glanced at this, glanced at Fujiko who was supporting Yan Che with his body, his brows twitched, and finally fell On Yan Che who had lowered his head, a calm voice said plainly: "I don't know."

As soon as Daoist Cunfang's words fell, Yan Che raised his head suddenly, stared at Daoist Cunfang and said, "Impossible, it's impossible for you not to know my mother, otherwise...why do we look so alike."

Yes.

This Daoist Cunfang made a group of people startled and terrified, and the whole body was on guard because of his face, which was exactly the same as Yan Che... no, or it was exactly the same face as Wan Qishuyu.

Mr. Yan's first gaffe when he saw Daoist Cunfang was not only because, like Yan Guochang, he found that Daoist Cunfang and Wan Qishuyu's mother and son were similar in birth, but also because Daoist Cunfang walked all the way without leaving any traces.

Thinking of the sudden appearance and disappearance of Taoist Master Cunfang's little apprentice Zhen Qi, Mr. Yan was already a little more cautious.

On the way to Wuxu Mountain with Daoist Cunfang, Daoist Cunfang occasionally asked about Shen Qiu, and Mr. Yan was already a little confused. I was stiff, and I also thought of Wan Tushuyu... Yan Che's mother.

So, all the people in the room stared at Daoist Cunfang.

Including Zhang Chang, who was not accepted as the same front, pursed his lips tightly, his eyes wandered back and forth on the faces of Daoist Cunfang and Yan Che, and his brows also frowned.

Hearing Yan Che's words, Taoist Priest Cunfang not only frowned and tightened, but his lips became thinner and thinner, and his face was also pale and distorted.

for a long time.

Priest Cunfang squinted his eyes to hide the flashing light in his eyes. After carefully looking at Yan Che's facial features, he said, "Do you know your mother... who is your grandmother's name?"

Yan Guoqiang was taken aback when he heard the words, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Yan Che.

The coffee pot in Yan Che's hand had already been transferred to the table by Fujiko, who was supporting Yan Che, who was still a little weak, to the table, and pulled out a stool for Yan Che to sit on.

Regarding the actions of the two of them, Daoist Cunfang narrowed his eyes again, showing displeasure in his eyes.

The old fox, Mr. Yan, naturally saw the change of Daoist Cunfang, and quickly said, "Fourth, let the master and apprentice be seated first." As he spoke, he looked at the one who was ignored by others after he came in, and pouted with displeasure. Zhen Qi took a look and smiled slightly: "We adults can bear it, but the Taoist leader can't."

After Mr. Yan finished speaking, Zhen Qi hurriedly nodded vigorously, pulled Priest Cunfang's Taoist robe, raised her head and spoke coquettishly to Priest Cunfang, and began to twist the corners of Priest Cunfang's robe with her fingers, muttering Said: "Master, apprentice..."

Gollum-

Zhen Qi blushed.

Yan Jiang heard it clearly, and immediately changed his simple and honest expression, with a smile on his face... Looking carefully, the smile was the same as that of Mr. Yan, and said: "The little Taoist priest hasn't eaten yet, right? There is still clear porridge at home Side dishes, I'll prepare some for you."

Zhen Qi blushed, and secretly glanced at Daoist Cunfang. Seeing that Daoist Cunfang sighed almost inaudibly, after his facial features relaxed, he nodded vigorously at Yan Jiang with a smile on his face, and said, "I smell it, you guys There are omelets at home, and I want them too."

Yan Jiang looked at the innocent Zhen Qi, and laughed dumbfounded, with a hint of love in his eyes... This kind of Zhen Qi reminded Yan Jiang of his son Yan Jialing, and said: "Okay, it's just cold, I Warm you up."

Zhen Qi's eyes were shining brightly, and her brows and eyes were also crooked with a smile. If there was a small tail behind her, she would probably have also wagged it, stretched out three chubby little fingers, and said crisply: "Three, Zhen Qi wants three. oh."

As Yan Jiang went to the kitchen with his eyes squinted, the little episode caused by Zhen Qi made the whole atmosphere relaxed, and they all sat down.

Zhen Qi did it for less than half a minute, her little butt moved around, and her small eyes looked towards the kitchen from time to time. Daoist Cunfang patted Zhen Qi on the head, and said helplessly, "Go."

Zhen Qi, who received the amnesty, let out a happy "wow", and ran to the kitchen like a little rabbit.

After a while, Zhen Qi's chirping voice and Yan Jiang's patient and smiling words came from the kitchen.

After hearing this, Daoist Cunfang glanced at Shen Qiu subconsciously, and found that Shen Qiu had quietly moved to Yan Che's side, standing behind Yan Che, and the one sitting next to Yan Che was Fujiko. .

A trace of displeasure flashed in Cunfang's eyes again, but he continued the topic just now: "Do you know your grandmother's surname?"

Yan Che took a sip of the hot Guozhen that Fujiko had handed over, took a sip, and naturally handed the cup back to Fujiko, who also took it naturally and put it on a few tables aside... For the two of them Daoist Cunfang found that everyone in the room seemed to be used to it, and the displeasure in his eyes became more intense.

Yan Che didn't notice the change in Daoist Cunfang, but pursed his lips, swallowed the sweetness in his mouth, and said, "My mother follows my grandma's surname, and my grandma's resurname is Wanqi, with one word Wan."

As soon as Yan Che's words fell, Taoist Priest Cunfang stood up abruptly, Yan Che suddenly felt the invisible pressure overwhelming him, stretched out his hand, and covered Fujiko and Shen Qiu behind him, his eyes turned cold , looking at Daoist Cunfang.

With Yan Che's move, the expressions of several people in the room changed immediately, and their sharp eyes shot at Taoist Priest Cunfang.

However, Daoist Cunfang didn't seem to feel anything about all of this, he stared at Yan Che, and said, "In that case, is your surname Wanqi?"

Yan Che was slightly taken aback, then shook his head: "How is it possible, my surname is Yan."

"Nonsense!" Daoist Cunfang yelled, shaking the faces of the people in the room to three points, and all of them showed anger, but Daoist Cunfang still ignored it, pointing at Shen Qiu behind Yan Che and said: "He What? But the surname is Wanqi?"

"what?"

At this moment, the anger of everyone in the room disappeared, and even Shen Qiu lost his usual poise, pointing at himself like a normal child: "Me? What's wrong with me? My name is Shen Qiu."

Everyone nodded, Yan Che frowned, looked at Daoist Cunfang as if he no longer had good intentions, and his tone of voice was already full of anger: "Daoist, you are an outsider, please be more cautious in your words!" It is rude to change someone's surname for no reason.

"Hmph." Priest Cunfang flicked the wide sleeves of his Taoist robe, snorted coldly, and sat back in his seat.

The people in the room cast a sideways glance, glanced displeasedly at Tengzidu, Shen Qiu, and landed on Yan Che, and continued calmly: "Although your surname is not Wanqi, your name seems to be accompanied by water?"

Yan Che was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yan Guoqiang, and Yan Guoqiang blankly looked around at everyone who was looking at him, and said, "The three children in my family are all named after Shuibang, is there any difference?"

Daoist Cunfang didn't even look at Yan Guoqiang, but still stared at Yan Che.

Yan Che withdrew his eyes, looked at his fingers on his knees, and said, "My name is Yan Che, and Qing Che is the name my mother gave me."

Priest Cunfang nodded slightly, the displeasure in his eyes faded a lot, he seemed very satisfied, and said: "That's natural." Then, pointing at Shen Qiu, he said coldly and seriously: "Come here."

Seeing Taoist Priest Cunfang like this, how could Shen Qiu go obediently, clutching Yan Che's clothes tightly, thinking that he would not pass by even if he died.

Priest Cunfang frowned again, and said bluntly and unquestionably, "Come here."

Yan Che stretched out his hand to wrap Shen Qiu in his arms, patted Shen Qiu's small back gently, comfortingly and encouragingly, and said gently: "Go, stay at our house, don't be afraid!"

Shen Qiu looked at Daoist Priest Cunfang suspiciously, then at the people around him, and after seeing the guarantee in Yan Che's eyes, he slowly moved towards Daoist Priest Cunfang step by step.

Taoist Priest Cunfang carefully looked at Shen Qiu who was close to him from top to bottom, and said in a displeased tone: "As expected, the figure is too low."

Shen Qiu and Yan Che pursed their lips, which became more and more similar, and pursed away the trace of insecurity, and ignored Daoist Cunfang, or, at all, listened to Daoist Cunfang's words in one ear and out the other.

Shen Qiu's attitude naturally provoked Daoist Cunfang to snort coldly, and said: "Poverty Dao is your great-grandfather, how could he not teach you?"

As soon as Daoist Cunfang's words came out, everyone in the room was dumbfounded, their eyes flicked between Daoist Cunfang and Shen Qiu, and Yan Che's brows were so frowned that he could almost pinch a fly to death.

"Daoist, what do you mean?" Although Old Master Yan knew that Daoist Cunfang asked Shen Qiu for a reason, he really didn't think of this relationship. It was already agreed to be a child of my Yan family, why did a great-grandfather suddenly appear? !

Zhang Chang also nodded uneasily in agreement: "Yes, Taoist priest, you should be more cautious in what you say."

Daoist Cunfang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mr. Yan and Zhang Chang, pointed at Zhang Chang and said, "You have always behaved cautiously, but this time you are also in a mess? As the saying goes, you are a white wolf with empty gloves, and you are afraid that you will lose your wife." Broken soldiers again!" Daoist Cunfang deliberately emphasized the tone of the word "madame".

Zhang Chang was taken aback for a moment, his face suddenly turned pale, which attracted the attention of several other people. At this point, Zhang Chang took a strange look at Daoist Cunfang and closed his mouth.

Seeing that Zhang Chang closed his mouth obediently, Priest Cunfang took a closer look at Shen Qiu who was in a state of shock, and told about Shen Qiu's life experience.

Daoist Cunfang, that is, Wanqizhangtai had a marriage in the common world, and his wife gave birth to a son for him, named Wanqizhang (zhan).

However, Taoist Cunfang and his wife went back to Mount Sumi with his master to continue practicing in the second month after they got married, and entered a state of retreat as soon as Wanqizhangtai went up the mountain.

Wan Tengzhangtai closed the door for five years. After five years, when Wan Tengzhangtai left the customs, he found that there was an extra four or five-year-old boy beside the master.

When Wan Qizhangtai was still wondering about the origin of the child, his master directly told the origin of the child.

It turned out that as soon as Wan Tengzhangtai left home, his wife found out that she was pregnant, and a few months later gave birth to a baby boy, the little boy Wan Tengzhangtai saw at this moment.

Wan Qizhangtai's wife thought that her husband had gone to practice with the master, so in order not to disturb her husband's practice, she did not ask her family to notify Wan Qizhangtai, but raised the child alone.

It's just that the woman doesn't know that the heirs of Wanqi's family are difficult. They are all single-rooted and single seedlings in all dynasties, and they are all males, such as Wanqi Zhangtai, such as Wanqi Zhangtai's parents.

Of course, there is an exception in the family history, that is, the ancestors of Wanqizhangtai once had a dragon and a phoenix twin.

Originally, Wan Qizhangtai also felt that it would be difficult for him to have an heir in this life, but he didn't expect... When he saw that timid child, Wan Qizhangtai was so sad and joyful that he couldn't describe it, and he became stupid and stayed where he was.

After returning to his senses, Wan Qizhangtai remembered his wife, the woman who left her only two months after the newlyweds, and let her alone give birth to Wan Qi's family. The master of Wan Qizhangtai sighed In a calm tone, tell Wan Qizhangtai that the child's mother has passed away, otherwise, it is estimated that the child would not be sent to Mount Sumi, where most people cannot find the entrance.

Wan Qizhangtai looked at the child who looked like him, and thought of the gentle and shy woman on the wedding night, so he stopped talking with a heavy heart.

The little boy stayed on Mount Sumi, and named him Wanqizan.

Because he was ashamed of his wife, Wan Qizhangtai practiced hard and retreated again.

However, this time the retreat lasted for 40 years.

After Wan Tengzhangtai left the closed door again, I heard the elder brother say: he went in to retreat with his front foot, and the master also went in with his back foot.

When Wan Qizhangtai asked about Wan Qizhang, the elder brother looked away.

Seeing the elder brother like this, Wan Tengzhangtai immediately became suspicious, and pressed the elder brother to ask him, only to learn that his son had left the mountain 20 years ago.

Wan Qizhang began to reflect on his irresponsible father, and was about to go down the mountain to find Wan Qizan, but was stopped by the master who suddenly left the customs.

The master didn't let Wan Qizhangtai go to Wan Qizhang, saying that the child had no destiny with Su Mishan, "it's fine to go."

Although Wan Qi Zhangtai listened to his master's words, he didn't really give up looking for Wan Qi's whereabouts.

Ten years later, when Wan Qizhangtai found Wan Qizhang, he found that Wan Qizan had already married and started a business, married a wife and had children, and Wan Qizan also passed away five years ago.

Wan Qi Zhangtai didn't believe it at all, because when Wan Qi Zan was brought back to Mount Sumi by his master, he had already given Wan Qi Zang Ningling Pill.After taking this kind of elixir, although it will not lead to immortality, it can also ensure that people's longevity can be extended to a hundred years old, and they will be free from disease and disaster until they die of old age after a hundred years old. Wan Tuan is less than 60 years old, how can he die? ?

Moreover, Wan Qizhangtai learned that Wan Qizhang also had only one son, so he named him Wan Qizhang according to the family tree of Wan Qi, but Wan Qizhangtai found the whereabouts of his son, and also knew that his daughter-in-law was also buried in the same cemetery with his son. , Why is there no news of the grandson alone?

Thus, Wan Qizhangtai started the journey to find his grandson again.

Coincidentally, on the way to look for Wan Qizhen at Wanqizhangtai, he got something that made him happy and sad.

It turned out that Wan Qi's family was not the only one left behind. The daughter of his ancestor's twin was also alive, almost as sad as his family——Wan Qizhangtai's lineage can only have an only son And it’s a male, and the grand-aunt’s lineage of Wanqizhangtai, who doesn’t know what to go back to, is similar to his family’s situation, and his family’s lineage is still a single lineage, the only difference Yes, that is, the line of Wanqizhangtai's family is male, and the line of grandparents and aunts is all girls.

Surprised, Wan Qizhangtai hid his face and wept bitterly... because only his aunt's line survived, the girl named Wan Qiwan, who was supposed to be his niece, was being framed and fled by the idiot Wan Qizhen .

As for Wan Qizhangtai, Wan Qizhangtai was so disappointed that he hated it and never wanted to mention it again. After trying to find Wan Qiwan, Wan Qizhangtai returned to Mount Sumi to recuperate with injuries all over his body.

It took decades for Wan Tengzhangtai to heal his wounds, until the big brother went out on a trip and brought him back news-Wan Tengzhen died, but someone used Wan Tengzhen's frozen sperm for decades, and finally succeeded. A child was bred.

However, the child was taken away by the child's surrogate mother.

After waiting for a few years, when Wan Qizhangtai found the surrogate mother, what he got was a death certificate.

As for the conceived child that Wan Tengzhangtai had been looking for, his whereabouts have been unknown since then.

Well, until the last time Zhen Qi went down the mountain to look for him, accidentally, or by fate, she came to Yanjiawan by accident, met Yan Che, and met Shen Qiu.

After Zhen Qi told about Shen Qiu's appearance and what Zhen Qi smelled, Wan Tengzhangtai was sure——Shen Qiu was the child he had been looking for—his great-grandson.

Listening to Daoist Cunfang, um, that is to say, after Wan Qizhangtai told these long stories, Zhen Qi had already eaten and drank enough and fell asleep contentedly leaning on Yan Che's arms.

And Shen Qiu didn't listen at all, but stared at Zhen Qi who was sleeping soundly in Yan Che's arms and frowned... Shen Qiu has always wanted to sleep like this.As a result, it is now preempted by others.

After Wan Qizhangtai told about Shen Qiu's life experience, everyone looked at me and I looked at you in astonishment, and finally their eyes fell on Shen Qiu and Yan Che, and then occasionally glanced at Wan Qizhangtai.

Not to mention, the more you look at it, the more everyone feels that the three of them are really damn similar, but Yan Guoqiang and Yan Jiang have dark faces, staring at Wan Qizhangtai like a thief.

After a long time, Yan Guoqiang said reluctantly: "According to you, the child's mother is your niece's daughter?"

Yan Guoqiang's words brought Wan Tengzhangtai a roll of his eyes, and frowned at Yan Guoqiang: "Why does my niece and granddaughter fall in love with a man like you?"

Now, not only Yan Guoqiang was annoyed, but even the entire Yan family was unhappy: What happened to my Yan family?

Wan Tengzhangtai ignored their cannibalistic gazes, but looked at the three apprentices, great-grandson, and grandnephew who were nesting together with satisfaction, and subconsciously took the vines that provided Yan Che as a backing as the background.

"Your surname is Yan?" Wan Qizhangtai sneered unceremoniously: "Could it be that it's been so long that you don't even know your own surname?"

Hearing Wan Tengzhangtai's words, except for Mr. Yan's face turned pale, all the other people surnamed Yan looked puzzled. Finally, they turned their eyes to Mr. Yan and asked silently.

Mr. Yan quickly came back to his senses, with an embarrassed expression and some scruples. He pushed the tea made by Yan Jiang, changed the subject and said with a dry smile: "Hehe, Taoist priest, let's drink some tea. This is our local tea. It's very delicious. Not bad."

Wan Qi Zhangtai raised his eyebrows, but ignored Mr. Yan.

While drinking tea, Mr. Yan quickly lowered his head, avoiding the questioning gazes from the juniors, and said in his heart: I can't see it, I can't see it, my old man can't see anything.