Did Mr.Zhan withdraw from the marriage today?

Joe ran to get the medicine box.

Zhan Nanting looked at Zhan Mingli standing there holding up his fingers and looking helpless. He calmly took his injured hand to the dishwasher to boil water to wash the wound and wash away the blood to see the condition of the wound.

The wound is not deep, but you have to stop the bleeding.

"I'm fine. I just cut a little skin." Zhan Mingli said to Zhan Nanting.

Zhan Nanting gave him a cold look: "do you think I'm worried about you? I just listen to her and show you the wound." his tone was as cold as it was, with a little anger.

Zhan Mingli nodded immediately when he heard the speech and said, "I know you don't mean anything else. I'll just say it." he thought too much. How could he worry about such a small wound?

He was ill and hospitalized before. He didn't even visit.

Zhan Mingli's heart filled with bitterness and bitterness, which made his strong smile on his face a little bitter.

Zhan Nanting saw it in his eyes, but he just walked away, turned around and went back to chop meat.

Joe hurried over with the medicine box. What he saw was Zhan Nanting, who continued to chop meat, and Zhan Mingli, who was still standing by the pool.

She first went to see Zhan Mingli's wound.

"Fortunately, the wound is not deep. Uncle, let's go to the living room to deal with the wound."

Zhan Mingli nodded in silence and followed Qiao Yun away from the kitchen to the living room.

The wound only needs simple treatment and dressing.

"Uncle, just sit here and let's do it together." Joe said.

Zhan Mingli shook his head and said, "if you agree to do it together, you have to do it together. This little wound is lazy. It's not a man. Let's go and continue."

Seeing that Zhan Mingli looked quite serious and gloomy, Qiao didn't persuade him any more and went with him.

It was a warm atmosphere just now. It was a little cold after that episode, but the whole was harmonious, especially when the three people started making dumplings together.

"Uncle, you still have a gift for making dumplings. It's good to make dumplings like this for the first time, and your hand is hurt. If you're not hurt, you can make them better." Qiao praised Zhan Mingli.

Zhan Mingli smiled awkwardly and said, "don't praise me. My dumplings are shameless than those you made. They are called dumplings. I eat all of them myself. You can leave them to Nan ting and ER Lao."

"That's no good. My uncle has to eat it too. You haven't tasted other tastes yet." Qiao Zhen smiled and said. She got on well with Zhan Mingli.

Zhan Nanting, who was standing on the other side of Qiao, was speechless.

However, Qiao Zhen still paid attention to him. He looked at the dumplings he pinched and praised them: "it's much better than last time. It's a great progress. Maybe it'll catch up with my level next time."

Zhan Nanting's face got better and said, "it's OK."

"Nanting's bag looks much better than mine. It seems that he inherited his mother's dexterity. His mother used to like cooking and often studied food with the old lady."

Zhan Mingli was in a good mood, so he naturally talked about Zhan Nanting's mother.

But as soon as he said this, the atmosphere obviously changed, and the atmosphere around Zhan Nanting was obviously cold.

Zhan Mingli naturally found out. He threw an embarrassing look for help to Qiao.

"I don't know if this dumpling will suit the old man's appetite. Will grandparents like it?" Qiao said, turning to the second old man.

Zhan Mingli immediately took the words and said, "they will like it. As long as you do it, they are sure to like it, and your cooking is really good. Don't worry, they will like it."

"That's good, isn't it, Nan Ting?" Qiao Zhen took the initiative cue to fight Nan ting.

Zhan Nanting nodded and said, "well, it's good for grandparents to like nature."

The atmosphere barely improved. Qiao Zhen and Zhan Mingli looked at each other and were relieved.

Next, Zhan Mingli didn't speak carefully and didn't mention any more people or things that couldn't be mentioned. He and Zhan Nanting were at peace. On the surface, they finished making dumplings in harmony.

After the dumplings were wrapped, Qiao found a box to hold them.

"I'll send these dumplings back first, just in the evening, the old man and the old lady can cook them." Zhan Mingli volunteered.

It's not far from the place where the second old man lives now. He can go to Zhan Junlan with Zhan Nanting Qiao when he goes and comes back.

"Why don't we go to Grandpa and grandma's together? It's just that I haven't been to see them for many days recently. What do you say, Nanting?" Qiao looked at Zhan Nanting.

As long as Joe asked questions, Zhan Nanting must nod.

"OK."

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Second, in my hometown.

Zhan Mingli didn't receive any welcome from the second old man when he came back. No one wanted to talk to him.

"Mom and Dad, Qiao Zhen and Nan Ting are back too." Zhan Mingli told Er Laodao.

Zhan Mingli's car was ahead, so he got out first. When he said this, the old lady immediately laughed.

"Where is she?" she craned her neck and looked out.

Zhan Mingli: "it's all behind. I should come in soon. These are the dumplings made by Qiao Zhen with Nan ting and me. They're brought back for you to eat."

When he said this, the second old man found that he was carrying two bags of things.

Immediately opened it curiously. Before looking carefully, the old lady praised:

"The dumplings are delicious at first sight!"

"I think it's delicious. I've got something for dinner." the old man said with a smile.

Zhan Mingli said by the side, "I wrapped the box at the top, and Joe wrapped it at the bottom."

"I said that the dumplings look strange and ugly! You made them. You can eat them yourself. Don't rob us of them." the old lady immediately took away the box and handed it to Mrs. Wang.

"Which box does Nan Ting pack?" the old man looked up and down and asked curiously.

Zhan Mingli came forward and pointed. The old man nodded and said, "sure enough, it's good to stay with girl Yu for a long time. This dumpling still looks edible. It's much better than the box of monsters just now."

Zhan Mingli who is critically hit again:

He's still not his own son?

At this time, Qiao Zhen and Zhan Nanting also arrived.

"Grandma! Grandpa!" Joe came in with a smile. The sweet call immediately made the two old men smile and their eyes bent.

The old lady waved and said, "come here, girl. I haven't seen you for a long time. Let Grandma see if it's more beautiful."

Joe went over and squatted down in front of the old lady. He held his face in his hands and said, "do you have it?"

"Yes, it's really like a flower. The longer it is, the better it looks."

Because of Qiao Zhen's arrival, the atmosphere at home has changed qualitatively. Zhan Mingli feels magical. Although he has seen it so many times, he still wants to sigh that Qiao Zhen is powerful.

Neither he nor Zhan Nanting can achieve the appearance effect of Qiao. No matter what they do when they enter the arena, they can make the second old man happy.

"Grandpa and grandma, I'm here today to bring you good news," said Joe, sitting between the two old people with a sweet smile.

"What's the good news? Why don't I know?" Zhan Mingli, who came back with Zhan Nanting Qiao, wondered. He was properly excluded again. He didn't even tell him the good news. He also made dumplings all afternoon.

[nuanuan: I'm more and more diligent at the fifth watch ~ good morning, babies. Thank you for your daily reward ~ thank you for your support ~]