Ruo Tuo Ren Zhuli of the Original God

Chapter 137

"I didn't pay attention to it before, but now I look carefully. I didn't expect that A Ping not only looked old, but also her heart was no longer young. Alas, her death at the end had a great impact on her."

"That lively and cheerful little girl who always hangs around Morax's side may never come back again."

When Ruojin borrowed the dust-cleaning bell from Grandma Ping, Dragon King Ruotuo had no interest in observing Grandma Ping. After all, when Ruojin called his old friend Grandma Ping, Dragon King Ruotuo always felt that his seniority was unknowingly a little younger. Big cut.

However, Grandma He Ping kept nagging about Ruojin and the little girl named Xiangling. The perception of Ruotuo Dragon King was connected with Ruojin. When Ruotuo was observing Grandma Ping, Ruotuo Dragon King also accidentally I found that the little girl who was always full of cleverness in her eyes back then seemed to be a different person now, with only the kindness of looking at the younger generation in her eyes.

"Boss Ruotuo, hasn't Grandma Ping always looked like this?"

In Ruojin's impression, Grandma Ping seems to have always been like this. When Xiangling Xiangling worshiped Grandma Ping as his teacher, Ruojin also met Grandma Ping. It has been so many years since that old man , Even the clothes on his body have not changed.

"A Ping was considered pretty among the immortals when she was young, and because of her young age, she would pester Morax whenever he had time. Thinking about it now, hmph, what happened in the past, no Mention it."

Dragon King Ruo Tuo snorted unhappily and then fell into silence. He didn't speak anymore, but Ruo Jin was curious. He really couldn't imagine what Grandma Ping looked like when she was young.

When I came to Wanmintang, I found that Xiangling was not busy in Wanmintang. I heard from Master Mao that a Xumi businessman invited Xiangling to cook a meal with a Xumi cookbook as a reward. It seemed that there was some important guest. For a banquet, as for the important guests, Master Mao didn't ask in detail, as long as they are not fools, Master Mao has no objection.

Chatting with Master Mao in Wanmintang without saying a word, soon the sky darkened, people working in Liyue Port came one after another, and if Master Mao was too busy, he could not help but make a guest appearance I ordered a handful of diners and helped serve the dishes for a while.

With the arrival and departure of batch after batch of diners, Ruojin did not wait for Ying, who had agreed to meet him at Wanmintang, and looked at Yueli who was already hanging high outside, Ruojin was more than once at the restaurant where the food was served. Take a moment to think about a question, Ying should not be detained at the merchant because she didn't have Mo La to pay for what Zhongli bought.

But this possibility is not great, after all, Zhongli can still send the bill to the Hall of Rebirth, so why does Ying and Zhongli take so long to buy something?Could it be that Zhongli is looking for some kind of fairy beast to pull the coffin on the fairy delivery ceremony?Ruo Jin is puzzled by this.

After sending away the last group of people who ate, Master Mao wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up the teapot beside him and filled his mouth with more than half a pot of tea.

It may be that after drinking the tea, he became more energetic. Master Mao who put down the teapot hammered his back and looked less tired. Looking at the dishes piled up in the sink, he said with some emotion.

"It's always hard to be dissatisfied. When I was young, let alone busy with a meal, even if I cooked all day, I wouldn't be tired. Now, I can't."

"Master Mao, what you said, with your physique, it won't be a problem to work for another 40 to [-] years."

"Haha, you're the only one who can talk. Speaking of which, Ah Jin, what do you think of my daughter?"

Ruojin's words provoked Master Mao to laugh out loud. Master Mao knew about Ruojin when he and Xiangling became sworn brothers when he was a child. Since that day, Master Mao has been observing Ruojin. He said that it is not easy to watch Ruojin grow up. However, because he knew what kind of person Ruojin was, Master Mao felt that entrusting Xiangling to Ruojin was a very good choice. At least after he left, no one in Liyue Port would dare to bully his daughter.

"Xiangling, I think Xiangling is very good, why did you suddenly ask this, Master Mao?"

Picking up the teacup and drinking the tea, Ruojin didn't think too much, and replied casually, hearing that Ruojin also thought Xiangling was very good, Master Mao seemed to have made up his mind, walked up to Ruojin and patted Ruojin shoulder said.

"Then how about I marry my daughter to you? When the time comes, I will give you the whole Wanmin Hall as a dowry."

Master Mao's words made Ruojin couldn't hold back the tea in his mouth and sprayed Master Mao's face with a puff. He never expected that Master Mao would say such a thing. The master was not angry, but showed a hearty smile, looking at the seriousness in Master Mao's eyes, Ruojin knew that Master Mao was not joking.

This made Ruojin panic for a while, he had never thought about the matter between him and Xiangling before, and now Master Mao suddenly mentioned it, Ruojin really didn't know how to answer Master Mao's words.

Master Mao has been running Wanmin Hall for many years, and he has been in contact with all kinds of monsters, ghosts and snakes. He can see the panic on Ruojin's face at a glance. Instead of being angry at Ruojin's panic, Master Mao feels a little happy. This is not because of Ruojin Do you panic because you are interested in your daughter?

"Master Mao, Xiangling is still young, so she can't..."

"Wait a few more years when you are young, and settle the matter first, then I will ask you, boy, if you like my daughter."

Master Mao's straightforwardness made Ruojin nod slightly shyly. After being with Xiangling for so many years, it would be pure fart to say that he has no idea. Now that Master Mao asked, Ruojin simply admitted it openly. Nodding, Master Mao patted Ruojin's shoulder excitedly, shouting loudly.

"Isn't that enough? What are you talking about, boy, I agree to the matter between you and my daughter. No matter what relationship you have with that Hall Master Hu, I just ask for it. You boy can't let my daughter be wronged." .”

"If my daughter is wronged, I will definitely not let you go easily."

"Father, you can't talk to Brother Jin like that!"

At some point, Xiangling was already standing at the entrance of Wanmin Hall with a flushed face. Not only that, Xiangling looked at Ruojin with a little excitement in her dodging eyes, and finally everything turned into a smirk. Before the girl got married, she spoke for Ruojin, a brat, and Master Mao suddenly felt a pain in his liver.

Looking at Ruojin who was giggling at his daughter at the side, Master Mao directly drove Ruojin out of Wanmintang, and brought Xiangling closer to the house by the way, although he, as a father, supported Xiangling and Ruojin to be together , but when he really saw his little padded jacket with other men, Master Mao felt very unhappy.

"Brother Jin, come to Wanmin Hall for dinner in the morning, and I'll make you some delicious Sumeru dishes~"

When Master Mao was about to close the gate of Wanmintang, Xiangling yelled at Ruojin who was outside the door. Ruojin shook his hand to signal that he heard it. Looking at the interaction between his daughter and Ruojin, Master Mao The liver hurt even more, and his good daughter learned a new dish and didn't cook it for him, the old man. The more he thought about it, the more angry Master Mao picked up the teapot and drank the remaining tea in the teapot.

"Father, what's wrong with you, you won't be able to sleep with too much tea at night."

"It's okay, your father. I've been too angry recently. I need some tea to relieve the fire. Go to bed first, girl."

"Sleep? Don't worry, I'll prepare the ingredients for a new dish for Brother Jin tomorrow morning."

Ton, ton, in Wanmin Hall, there was another sound of drinking tea, accompanied by the sound of dissatisfied Lulu after the rice crust was ravaged.

(End of this chapter)