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Chapter 398 Mrs. Sheng disappeared from the world 5

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    Although she is sixty or seventy years old, she is still windy when she trots, "Huanhuan, Ah Dong is here. He said he came to thank you for saving his life."

    It¡¯s still winter in this remote island, so a big watermelon shows the sincerity of the other party¡¯s visit to thank me.

    Nan Huan raised his eyes, and sure enough, there was a man standing at the gate of the courtyard.

    She said calmly, "Oh, it's easy."

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Ah Po is alone and has no children or grandchildren, so she especially likes the excitement at home.

    She said: "I'm going to add some dishes and ask A Dong to stay for dinner together. Are you okay with your friend?"

    Mu Zhao smiled and said to her mother-in-law, "I have no objection. It's just that there are more pairs of chopsticks for more people."

    Grandma handed the watermelon to Nan Huan, "Huanhuan, go cut the watermelon and put it on a plate. I'll go to the kitchen and take a look."

    Seeing that the old man was in high spirits, Nan Huan went to the ancient well in the yard to fetch water and wash the watermelons without stopping him.

    Mu Zhao was joking from the side: "Isn't it that people are relying on you? What if you can't let go of your life-saving grace if you promise me your life?"

    Nan Huan put the small wooden bucket into the well and looked at her with a brisk smile, "Well, I am six years older than you. According to the imperial marriage law, if I get married now, it will be considered a late marriage."

    Mu Zhao followed Xiao Qi¡¯s soft fur and laughed out loud, ¡°Heh, listening to your tone, do you hate getting married?¡±

    Nan Huan brought up the water from the well and put the watermelon into the bucket, ready to wash it with bare hands.

    Mu Zhao stopped her, "Isn't the well water cold? Wear gloves!"

    Nan Huan is not a pampered little princess in the castle. In these years of fighting and killing, what kind of bloody and dirty things have she not seen?

    She chuckled, "You've really been pampered since you were a child, and I'm not as pretentious as you. Besides, the well water is warm in winter. If you don't believe me, try it."

    Mu Zhao was half convinced, so he put Xiao Qi down and curiously stretched out his hand to test it. Sure enough, it was not cold, it was warm and cool, and quite comfortable.

    Xiaoqi was watching two beautiful women washing melons, meowing and chirping, looking very happy.

    When the two of them and one dog appeared in the kitchen of the front room, Mu Zhao found that the man named Ah Dong was cooking vegetables on the stove in an orderly manner, while grandma was delivering firewood to light the fire.

    ¡°Probably when he heard the sound of them coming in, the man who called A Dong turned around immediately and gave them a faint nod. His long hair covered most of his face, only a pair of dark eyes, shining with countless graces.

    However, he quickly turned his head and continued to stir-fry the vegetables in the big iron pot.

    I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s an illusion or what.

    Mu Zhao always felt that this man under the coarse cloth and linen gauze exuded a refreshing grace that was born with the superiors: he was reserved and graceful, and he was charming.

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    There should have been a lot of chili peppers. Mu Zhao choked and coughed. Nan Huan pushed her, "Little Princess Mu, you should go out and wait. This place is not like in the city. There is no range hood. It is full of smoke and dust."

    Mu Zhao has been here for several days. It is the first time he has entered such a wood-burning stove, and he is quite curious.

    She wanted to go over and take a look, but she felt the dust was dirty, so Nan Huan pushed her out while she was still struggling.

    When dinner finally came to the table, Mu Zhao didn¡¯t do much to help, she just set out the dishes and waited for someone to serve her rice.

    Nan Huan brought the rice in front of her and smiled jokingly: "You have really been served, and you don't even serve the rice yourself."

    Mu Zhao frowned aggrievedly, "You didn't call me Sheng, so I just"

    "Just what?" Nan Huan sat next to her and laughed at her, "Do you think the rice will be put into the bowl by itself and that you can run up to you?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel  .com
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