I couldn't help but rushed over again, asking, "Let me see what's going on?"
There were two pots of well-cut plants in front of Meng Fan's father's study. They looked a bit like Clivia, with lush branches and leaves. When he entered, he saw Fanla kneeling again, and this time Xiaozui was kneeling with him.
Milong was holding his son and watching beside him. Lei Baoer was holding a bottle of bubble water in his hand, which Shuoyu had made for him not long ago. Milong gave a thumbs up and said, "Fanla, I finally did something manly."
"Okay, little face, you're a man!"
Milong's wife was standing beside him, pulling Milong and whispering, "You have nothing to do here." But Milong insisted on talking in a loud voice. The two words he had agreed on turned into six, eight, and twelve words, and he kept talking without stopping.
Shuo Yu glanced at him and ordered him that he would not be allowed to skip A Yi and Fan La's literacy class from tomorrow on.
Milong finally shut up with a bitter face. Shangguan Jieci gave Shuoyu a thumbs up. Lei Baoer looked curiously at the short-haired child in Shuoyu's hand.
Fanla's father had his hands behind his back, his expression was unreadable, but the words he said were still annoying.
"My daughter-in-law, Wen Dai, is the second daughter of my old friend, Brother Chen Shi. She is well-educated, well-mannered, and abides by the code of conduct for women. She will definitely be able to live in harmony with my son. We were engaged as children in the 10th year of the Republic of China."
Shuo Yu stood in front of Xiao Zui and Fanla, looking at the old man's back, and said, "Why couldn't Zhang Lixian and the others do a good deed and beat this old guy half to death?"
I feel like something bad is going to happen. Milong stared with his eyes wide open, not knowing what was going on. Xiaozui just looked at Shuoyu standing in front of him in a daze.
Fanla wanted to use the same trick again, but the mountain next to Shuoyu started baring its teeth at Fanla as soon as it saw someone approaching. Its good teeth had just bitten off a piece of bloody thigh meat from the deputy battalion commander of the Yu division's supply battalion. Fanla had just seen it with his own eyes and hesitated to reach out his hand.
Just when he was hesitating, Shuo Yu had already spoken.
"Dad, I thought you would at least change a little after last time, but it seems I was overthinking it. Some people can do nothing but complain about everything—!"
"Do I need to remind you? It's the 32nd year of the Republic of China. Free love and marriage are practiced. Our Xiaozui is very good, but your son doesn't deserve her! She is kind-hearted and likes your son. That's the result of eight lifetimes of cultivation! If a couple lives like strangers who have not met for eight hundred years, it would be better for them not to get married at all. Your son is not a lump of mud you gave birth to and can be molded at will!"
"You old termite who can't even produce any means of production, what right do you have to criticize me?"
Milong and Yao Mabula, who were standing nearby and came to watch the fun, had already started laughing when their father talked about childhood marriages. That laughter was definitely not envy. When Banxianer finished speaking the rest of the sentence, they widened their eyes and kept their mouths tightly shut.
Meng Fanle covered his face with his hands, took his hands back, and clenched the hand next to him. He made up his mind and ignored everything.
"Dad, I still call you Dad because this cannot be changed. Your original daughter-in-law Wen Dai has long been married to a compliant citizen in the Japanese-occupied area. Whether you still recognize me or not, the woman next to me is your daughter-in-law."
After saying this, Meng Fanle took Xiaozui's hand and left Milong's house. Xiaozui was confused and didn't know who he bowed to. Before leaving, Fanle told Milong that the big footprint on his chest came from a four-eyed frog named He Shuguang, and left with Xiaozui.
Shuoyu didn't want to care where they were going next, but Bu La and Yao Ma ran to see them with their eyes wide open, saying that it was already done.
He stayed at Milong's house, waiting for their leader to wake up. He introduced Dashan to Lei Baoer, as there was not much age difference between them, and then played with the two children, blowing bubbles.
Strings of transparent, colorful bubbles floated in the air, gently falling to the ground, or popping in the air, and soapy water splashed on the faces of the three of them. Dashan's face showed a faint smile because of the small bubbles. Looking at the bubbles bathed in sunlight, he finally looked like a child.
Shuoyu took her to chase the bubbles blown by Lei Baoer. Milong and his wife were in a hurry to do something, so they irresponsibly threw the child to him.
On such an evening when Northeast Errenzhuan was being sung, Shuoyu took Dashan to chase bubbles under the porch of Milong's house, winning the child's smile.
During this time, Fanla's mother stood behind the door on a sunny day, holding the door and looking out. She had no right to speak in the conversation just now, but it was her son who left. Shuoyu looked up and saw the woman's back.
"Xiaozui is really a good girl."
"As long as he likes it, that's fine."
"Fanla never says he likes someone. This is the first time he has said it."
"he……"
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