Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 461 Father and Son Duo (3)
Speaking of this, the Great Qin God of Wealth was stunned.

Only three words kept echoing in my mind...

More than four years...more than years...more...

He pointed at Leng Xia, who had a face that had nothing to do with him, and was stuttering for a long time, unable to speak. He knew that this woman was indeed his nemesis!
Nemesis, plague star, broom star...

Since she came to Daqin, the treasury has been unable to make ends meet!
"What exactly do you want to do?" Leng Xia glared at him, resisting the urge to throw this man out, and said impatiently: "Hurry up, empress is chirping!"

Daqin God of Wealth trembled, swallowed his saliva and put aside his personal grievances, and put on a dog-legged smile: "Can I borrow some money for envoy?"

Leng Xia looked at the sky, this man ran in and cried poorly, so he was thinking about Xiwei's treasury!

Whether Mo Xuan is reliable or not is indeed a question, but he must not dare to joke about such things as treasury embezzlement.

She has not been in Liangdu for the past three years, and the specific matters over there are not so clear after all. After thinking about it, Leng Xia said directly: "I will write you a letter later, you can take it to Liangdu and go to the Ministry of Household Affairs Let Shangshu discuss it and see if Xiwei has any extra money to second you."

Mo Xuan was overjoyed, shaking his little abacus and cheering: "Good!"

The abacus beads jingled, and it was the first time that Leng Xia discovered that Mo Xuan was even more noisy than Hua Girl.

Suddenly, he grinned, shook his big white teeth, and said flatteringly: "When you write the note, don't forget to write it, so the interest will be lost?"

Seeing his humble appearance, Leng Xia finally complied with the wish in her heart, stood up under Mo Xuan's shining gaze, and walked towards him step by step...

Raise your feet!

Killer Leng looked at the man who was kicked flying and screaming in the air, took a deep breath, and felt refreshed!

And the Great God of Wealth is flying and flying in mid-air, so as not to die...

boom!
Whoa!

I bumped into the father and son who finally made a loving lunch and came to Qinghuanyuan with a large army carrying plates.

Zhan Shiqi staggered when he was hit, and turned his feet to keep the plate in his hand, but the team of boys carrying the plate behind was not so capable, and they all fell down!
That scene, like dominoes, "crashed" one after another, falling to pieces.

Also fell to the ground, and the loving lunch carefully prepared by the father and son!

Mo Xuan, who got up from the ground with hands and feet, saw two identical faces, one big and one small, one was dark and the other was smiling.

Needless to say, the one with the dark face is naturally the Daqin God of War, and the smiling child, with a small appearance carved in pink and jade, with two dark and lively eyes rolling around, seems to have a layer of streamer on his body, and his eyebrows and eyes are full. simple and naive.

It's just that in this smile, people feel that Zhan Beiyan's old fox's smile hides a knife!

Immediately, Mo Xuan's hairs stood on end, and Mo Xuan walked around among the messy crowd. He probably understood what trouble he had caused. There were still two dishes left, and he patted his chest and said, "It's okay, it's okay, there are two more dishes!"

The voice fell...

boom!
A small golden abacus fell on the plate that Zhan Shiqi was holding, and the entire plate of bright and delicate dishes was completely ruined.

One big and one small looked at Mo Xuan at the same time.

The face of Daqin God of War turned darker, and the smile on Zhan Shiqi's face became sweeter.

Mo Xuan shrank his neck, carefully looked at the steamed white shrimp in Zhan Beilie's hand, and said weakly, "It's okay, it's okay, there's one... ah!"

After Leng Xia, Zhan Beilie kicked Mo Xuan away again!
Looking at the figure that was getting farther and farther away in mid-air and had turned into a small black spot, Zhan Shiqi waved his fleshy little hands, raised his face, and said sincerely, "Uncle Mo Xuan, have a good journey!" .”

When the little black spots were completely gone, one big and one small looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

A certain man casts a sideways glance—do another table?
A certain child's fingers - that's the dinner of love!
A certain man stared at him—don't talk about dinner, even a supper with love, he has to do it!

One big and one small turned around at the same time, drooping their heads and walking forward...

"Cough cough!"

A familiar cough sounded from behind, the two of them turned their heads in surprise, and what they saw was Leng Xia leaning on the door frame, with her arms folded around her chest, her face relaxed, her clear eyes looking at the only plate left in Zhan Beilie's hand, Smiling.

One big and one small, one tall and one short, with exactly the same face, exactly the same eagle eyes, and exactly the same small eyes of stray dogs.

"daughter in law……"

"Mother..."

There is also the same small tone of thousands of turns.

Leng Xia smiled lightly, and the corners of her lips turned into a happy laugh. The picturesque and pretty face was filled with a sense of satisfaction. She hooked her hands, and a large stray dog ​​led a small The stray dogs all came up smiling.

At this moment, there is love lingering, even a plate of small white shrimp is also a delicacy.

After the happy little white shrimp that day, the days that followed were like cold summer's nightmares!
She is very happy to eat a plate of small white shrimp once in a while, but what if she eats it every day?
Since that day, the two fathers and sons have been cooking in person in different ways every day. This change is just steaming, boiling, frying, frying and stewing the small white shrimp, and then happily delivering them to her. The small eyes of the large and small stray dogs looked at her expectantly.

For example, at this moment, Leng Xia looked at the two plates of small white shrimps on the table, looked up at the sky, and wanted to cry without tears.

"Mother, Seventeen cooked it himself, braised small white shrimp!" Zhan Shiqi frowned, picking up one and about to peel it: "Mother, do you want to try it?"

A tall figure bumped into him, pushed a certain child away by two points, and replaced him with a handsome face that was one size bigger.

Zhan Beilie pressed the little bastard's shoulder, pointed his chin to the other side, and smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes: "Daughter-in-law, it's not good to eat too much braised food. Small white shrimp stewed with bamboo shoots is the most nourishing!"

(End of this chapter)