"Miss Chief Xie, I will not be polite after making up. I am afraid that there will be a lot of trouble for the village chief in the future. The village chief should not be disgusted with it."

Meng Qingyu also hurriedly said that he had a good impression of the village chief who was smiling in front of him with a pleated face.

I can feel sincere and welcome them very much. I don’t have the sense of superiority as a village chief. I am a real village chief.

"How is that possible? I'm not too happy, old man, I'm very happy. I especially welcome Master Meng to come and trouble you."

"Let's go and go to the old man's house. I've asked your aunt to prepare food and eat here at noon." The village chief said excitedly.

"How can I bother my aunt? I'm here to eat at my house, you all come," said Gulan.

"What does it mean to be troublesome to come from Master Meng? Your aunt is happy, and it just so happens that the children are smearing with Master Meng's anger." The village chief suddenly got stuck at an important moment.

"Uncle, it's the spirit of a book." Gulan continued helplessly.

"Yes, yes, it's just a bookish spirit. If you get too much, maybe my children will become smarter and have the talent to study."

Meng Qingyu: "..." The talent of studying can still be like this, and he looked at Village Chief Li with a wry smile.

And when did he agree to have a meal here? The two of them were scrambling to fight seriously, and he was embarrassed to refuse.

The village chief said this, and Gulan dared not argue with the village chief anymore. Otherwise, the children of the village chief's family would not have the talent to study in the future. Who knows if this old man would be dependent on her because of this meal and would never speak decisively.

Looking at the shut-up Gulan, the village chief felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment. The goatee was raised, and then grabbed Meng Qingyu's hand, smiled and said with a chrysanthemum face, "Let's go, Master Meng."

"No, no... Village Chief, I won't bother you anymore. I have something to do when I go back."

"If you have something to do, you have to have a meal. It's time to order. Your aunt has already prepared at home. Don't be polite to the old man."

"Yes, Master Meng, it's rare for uncle to invite someone to dinner. Maybe I can still get the best of all and have a meal." Gulan smiled.

"You guys, you still need to eat free food, you must be here."

Meng Qingyu looked at his weathered hand and finally did not dare to break free. As he was old, his body was very fragile, like his passing parents.

After looking at the wife, she saw that she was not impatient, Meng Qingyu finally gave up and followed the village chief to his house.

As for Gulan, she left when she sent the person to the village chief's house.

After returning, he ordered the butler to catch two fish in the water tank at home.

The fish is delicious, and both sons like to eat it, so she is, so the fish in the water tank at home has never been broken.

Whenever I encounter someone selling fish, I will buy a lot of them in a water tank every time. I will catch one when I want to eat it.

I prepared another pot of wine, took a piece of braised meat, and waited for my two sons to go to the village chief’s house with me after school.

During this period, she returned to the room and continued to improve the unfinished drawings. She only put away the things after hearing the noise coming from the yard, thinking that she had time to find the master to make them.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he met the two babies who came to find her and threw them into her arms one left and one right.

"Dad, Kang Kang misses Dad."

Looking at Xiao Douding who was holding his thighs tightly, Gulan couldn't help laughing, and said as if he hadn't seen him for a long time, but in fact it was only an hour.

However, these words of irritating to the point of being angry with milk are sweet to the bottom of my heart and make people unable to help but feel more pain.

"You are just weird." Gulan lit up between his youngest son's nose.

"Brother thought about it too." The little guy laughed and did not forget to flatter his brother, and he was sure that he was his little follower.

My younger brother said An An nodded naturally, but he was a little helpless when he looked at his expression.

"Okay, I've thought about it. You are all good kids. So should you hurry up and wash your black little hands and faces? Dad takes you to the village chief grandfather for dinner?"

Gulan rubbed his thumb against the ink on his youngest son's face, and his hands were even darker. Fortunately, he was wearing dark clothes today, otherwise he would look better.

When they heard that they were going to someone else's house for dinner, the two little guys were active and jumped to the clean room to wash. Jinbao and Jindan hurriedly followed. Even Da Ya was worried that the two children would not be cleaned, so she followed them in together.

Even if children’s food at other people’s homes is not as delicious as their own, they think it’s delicacies. An An is no exception. As for Kang Kang, he simply likes to join in the fun.

Soon the two white and clean treasures reappeared in front of Quran.

"Dad, Xiangxiang" Kang Kang stretched out his face to let Quran smell it.

"Well, it's Xiangxiang" bent down and nodded exaggeratedly with his younger son's Quran.

The little guy smiled satisfied.

"Let's go, let's go to the village chief's grandfather's house." She picked up the prepared things and wanted to pick up her youngest son, but An An thoughtful and stopped her.

"Dad, I'll hold my brother." An An said, looking at the things in her mother's hand.

"Good" looked at her eldest son with a rare look. She is really in her life now.

The mother and son appeared outside the village chief’s door in a short while with their things in their arms.

The door was open, and the three of them were seen by Brother Fan and Brother Rong who were playing in the yard. Before they could enter, they heard their loud voices reporting to their families.

"Grandpa, Uncle Gu is here."

Then I saw the village chief and Meng Qingyu and his wife walking out of the main hall. Even the village chief’s wife walked out of the kitchen wearing a cloth and greeted her with a smile on her face.

"Gulan is here, your uncle just said that Dazhi would invite you."

Gulan laughed, "Look at what my aunt said, how can I call me Brother Dazhi? Am I here?" He said that, and handed the fish and meat in his hand to the village chief's wife.

"Don't dislike me if you add two more dishes, auntie." Gulan said with a smile.

"Look at you, what should I say to my aunt?" He glanced at Gulan with anger. The village chief's wife did not be polite to him and took the braised pork and fish.

With these two dishes and the meat and chicken she prepared, it was a good meal.

"Then say nothing," Gulan smiled.

"Okay, Auntie listens to you. Okay, let's talk to your uncle with Master Meng in." The village chief's wife said happily.

"Hey, I won't make trouble with my aunt." While speaking, he looked at the village chief and deliberately shook the jar of wine in his hand. "Uncle, I'm bringing the wine. Let's have a good drink with Master Meng at noon."

"Listen to you" the village chief was happy, but this kid was considerate and even brought wine.

There is really no alcohol at home. The old woman is worried about his health and will not let him drink. This is strictly controlled.

As for An An and Kang Kang, they had been pulled into the yard by Fan Ge'er and Rong Ge'er to play with Meng Qingyu's two children.

In the room, after taking two sips of tea, Gulan, who had put down the cup, spoke and took out a long-prepared deed.

Since Meng Qingyu agreed, there must be a procedure that should be available, otherwise he would give up the job and leave for two days, and who should I ask for advice?

Village Chief Li nodded in his heart when he saw what Gulan took out. He should have done so.

Although Gu Boy is not old, he has always been safe in doing things.
Chapter completed!