"Hey, Taoist Ying, keep your eyes cleaner. Sister Lian is my wife now. What does it mean to look at her so lustful?"

Until his vision was blocked, Uncle Jiu then withdrew his gaze: "Hmph, I'm watching how Sister Lian has been with you over the years. If you owe something to her, don't blame me for turning against you."

"You, you, you. Come..." Wang Dalong was very angry at Uncle Jiu's righteous words. Sister Lian is my wife and not your wife. Is it your turn to take care of me?

But before he could open his mouth and spray Michilian, he grabbed him: "Okay, Dalong, Brother Jiu is the guest I invited, okay don't be so rude?

Thank you Brother Jiu for your love. I have been very happy with Dalong over the years.

Now I can pass on the family line for their old Ren family, it is God's blessing!"

Zhang Wuji's mother is right. The better the woman is, the more she will be able to deceive people.

Michilian's words comforted Uncle Jiu, who was already a little impatient with Ren Dalong, his former rival.

In front of Ren Dalong, he expressed his belongings and maintained Ren Dalong's face.

"Brother Jiu, this time I invited you to come for the strange disease on Dalong. I invited many doctors to see him, but they couldn't see any results.

I suspect that something dirty has gotten involved with the dragon. Please, Brother Jiu, please help the dragon in the face of past love?"

Although he was very unhappy with Ren Dalong, facing the request of his former lover, Uncle Jiu agreed without looking at the monk and the Buddha's face: "I have agreed to this matter.

Sister Lian, you are pregnant. Don’t be too happy and sad. With me here, you will never let the child in your belly lose his father before he was born.

You are pregnant, don’t be too tired, go back and rest!"

Seeing Taoist Ying talking and holding his wife's hand, Ren Dalong was filled with anger.

But his EQ and IQ are telling him at this moment: It’s not the time to get angry, not the time to get angry, just bear with it for a moment…

So, Ren Dalong, who felt a little oil on his head, simply stopped looking at the direction his wife and Taoist Ying were in, and numbed himself in his heart.

"Then I'll trouble Brother Jiu. I'll ask you to prepare more good ingredients later. I'll cook to cook a home-cooked meal in the evening and make some of your favorite dishes from Brother Jiu.

Tonight, Brother Jiu, you and Dalong should have a good chat. We all grew up together. Compared to those who haven’t seen each other for so many years, you will definitely be very happy to have a chat."

Michilian, who originally wanted to talk to Uncle Jiu, immediately gave up the idea after seeing her husband's appearance from the corner of her eyes.

A woman must always be worried about her father when she is at home, and her husband when she is married, and her husband is dead, so that others will not gossip.

So, she simply pretended to be tired according to Uncle Jiu's polite words just now.

However, according to what Mi Nianying said just now, she was a woman who had just had a nap.

Even if pregnant women feel too much, they won’t be like this!

Seeing Michilian's very tired posture on her face, Uncle Jiu, who was clear in her heart, could not guess what she was thinking.

However, he had already untied his heart, but he did not make any unreasonable trouble: "Okay, Lianmei, please be careful when walking, don't bump into it."

Although he did not look directly at the place where his wife and Taoist Ying were, Ren Dalong's eyes had never been moved.

Seeing his wife getting close to Taoist priest Ying, Ren Zhengfei felt that he was so angry that he was about to explode.

If my wife hadn't acted dignified and decent, she would have given him a lot of face, so she wouldn't have a gun to attack Taoist Ying either without a gun.

After watching Michilian leave the restaurant, Uncle Jiu swept his eyes to Ren Dalong with an angry face: "Ren Dalong, do you think you got sick after returning home to worship your ancestors, or is it because the routine doctors cannot treat them well.

I suspect that you were hit by evil when worshiping your ancestors. Judging from your current state, you are likely to be injured by a zombie.

If we believe me, we will go to your ancestral hall now to see if we can find anything.

If you don’t believe it, after I talk to Lianmei tonight, I will go back to Renjia Town immediately. You can ask for more blessings by yourself!"

Without his first love being by his side, Uncle Jiu returned to his smart and capable appearance. He was always a little uneasy and his words were not smooth.

The state of the love and faith of most monks, who love and believe, and do not believe, will go to death while going to death.

Knowing that Uncle Jiu is the orthodox Maoshan direct descendant Ren Dalong, although he didn't hear what he said to Uncle Jiu, he didn't compete with him.

After all, he still has the basic knowledge of specializing in the arts: "Tao Shiying, if you say you want to go to the ancestral hall, then let's go to the ancestral hall. If you say you are a zombie, I believe you.

But if you get the wrong direction and find the wrong place, don’t blame me for not giving Lian Mei a face and bury you into my ancestral hall."

As a military commander, Ren Dalong's style is quite decisive: "Come on, prepare your horses, target my ancestral tomb, and prepare to set off."

After leaving the Grand Marshal's Mansion, he rode the horses prepared by the soldiers. In less than a quarter of an hour, the group arrived at the edge of the Xiang River, a tributary of the Xiang River.

After finding a ferry, Uncle Jiu and his group went down the water for more than ten miles before finding a small pier to get ashore.

Although Ren Dalong's surname is Ren and has the same surname as Ren's family in Renjia Town, they were really just a little quarrel five hundred years ago.

They were a family at that time.

Looking at the dilapidated village in front of him and looking at his old love rival around him, Ren Dalong suddenly started talking about sex, or rather, he wanted to pretend to be a comparison.

"Tao Shiying, you know, although the surname Ren is not a big family, our family has nothing to do with Renjia Town.

But compared with Ren Fa, the head of the Ren family in Ren Family Town, the Ren family led by Ren Dalong is definitely not comparable to that kind of person.

My team has been making some progress over the years, so I brought all the relatives and friends of the entire village out of this poor village.

Over the years, it’s just a little bit of a crowd here during Qingming Festival.”

Looking at Ren Dalong, who was waiting for him to exclaim with a stinky look on his face, Uncle Jiu was covered in black lines.

How old is you? I have seen you wearing open-crotch pants. Is it interesting to pretend to be more interesting than me?

Seeing that Uncle Jiu's face was full of darkness but did not say a word, Ren Dalong felt relieved.

Sure enough, not only did I surpass Taoist Ying in my relationship, but my career achievements were also hard to match.

This feels great!

Regardless of Uncle Jiu's ugly and awkward face, Ren Dalong boasted while walking.

"But don't think our village is desolate and you think it's dilapidated. Let me tell you, this is a Feng Shui treasure land where my Ren family can make great achievements.

In the past, my ancestors had a lesson. No matter where our branch died, they would ask someone to bury the body back to the ancestral hall.

Speaking of which, I was really unfilial a few years ago. I was busy fighting outside and never came back to worship my ancestors during festivals."

Although he was blaming himself, Ren Dalong's indifferent look was that everyone knew that he was lying and bragging.
Chapter completed!