Seeing Grandpa Zhuge looking innocent and excited like a child, Yang Zimei couldn't help but want to laugh.
It is said that the older people get, the more they look like children, and that is not wrong.
Grandpa Zhuge really doesn't look like an old man at all.
"Grandpa, can I go?"
Zhuge Mingzhu asked.
"Of course I can go, and Xiaoyue, we will all go with the girl! Even if we die, we will go!"
Grandpa Zhuge said categorically.
"Where to go?"
Zhuge Yue's voice suddenly came from outside the door.
Yang Zimei looked outside the door.
I saw Zhuge Yue in a white suit, holding several kilograms of meat in his hand that was not in line with his temperament, standing at the door suspiciously and asking.
When he saw Yang Zimei actually there, his surprise became even more obvious. He walked in, greeted the old man politely, then looked at Yang Zimei and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Why isn't she here?"
Grandpa Zhuge shouted, "Fortunately, she is here. This old man like me suddenly realized that there are still many things to do in this life."
"You conquered my great-grandfather again?"
Zhuge Yue looked at him with a half-smile, still looking like a careless young man with his peach-blossom eyes blinking.
"Haha, this is not a conquest, it's just a chance to find a companion."
Yang Zimei said with a smile.
"Yes, you, an old magician and a young magician, are indeed peers."
Zhuge Yue nodded.
"Brat!"
Grandpa Zhuge picked up the chicken feather brush on the table and swept it towards Zhuge Yue, "Does anyone talk about physiognomy like this?"
"That's what it is."
Zhuge Yue rolled his eyes slyly and raised the meat in his hand in front of Grandpa Zhuge, "Grandpa, look, what kind of meat is this?"
"Wild boar meat?"
Grandpa Zhuge's focus immediately shifted to meat.
"Yes, it's wild boar meat. I managed to get a few kilograms of it for you with great difficulty."
Zhuge Yue looked like he was asking for credit and said, "I am so filial to you, so you can't hit me, right?"
"Wait until I finish eating the wild boar meat before I hunt!"
Grandpa Zhuge really likes meat too much.
Since there was meat, Yang Zimei's matter was ignored.
"Should I bake it for you now, or what? I've also brought the seasonings."
Zhuge Yue took out bottles after bottles of condiments from his expensive limited edition Hermès black bag and placed them on the table.
Yang Zimei was sweating at the sight.
If the young ladies outside who are chasing famous brands see it, they will definitely vomit blood. He actually uses this kind of bag to hold bottles and jars of condiments.
It is estimated that only Zhuge Yue can do this kind of thing.
"Of course we're going to have barbecue now! I haven't had barbecue pork for a year. Taking advantage of the crowd today, we can all grill it together. It will be delicious!"
Grandpa Zhuge said with great interest.
"Okay, now I'm going to prepare firewood! Zimei, you have to come over and help."
Zhuge Yue called Yang Zimei very rudely.
"good."
Yang Zimei did not refuse. She thought it would be interesting to barbecue here.
Rong Lanxi became even more happy. She clapped her hands and went to collect dry firewood, but ended up pulling out all the precious medicines planted by Grandpa Zhuge.
However, Grandpa Zhuge didn't care at all. He patted Rong He on the shoulder and said, "Have you returned to secular life? Can you eat meat? It's best if you don't, lest I have to share it with you."
"I eat!"
Rong He rolled his eyes at him, "Old sir, you can't be so stingy!"
"In front of flesh, all generosity is just a cloud!"
Grandpa Zhuge shouted.
Yang Zimei sweated again.
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[Xixi wishes everyone a happy New Year: I wish you all a happy New Year’s Eve and good luck in the New Year!]