The Only Love: Rebirth of National Goddess

The lion dance boy bent over to Chen Zhen's master and apprentice and made a respectful gesture.

Chen Zhen looks grim, first step forward, ye Zhi in accordance with the rules, followed Chen Zhen, walked in.

I thought that just like the common yard, the furnishings of the house would be very common.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the room, there is a door that can be opened to the bigger room behind.

When you enter the innermost room, there is a yard in the front and back rooms. The yard is full of piles. It looks strange.

Inside the room, its furnishings are very ancient.

A water of the nave furnishings.

Chen Zhen was honored as a VIP, so he naturally sat in the upper position.

Naturally, he and the old man surnamed Zheng sat in a right and left position.

As for ye Zhi, she is the first seat in Chen Zhen.

The lion dance boy, carrying three cups of porcelain cup up, ye Zhi a look, feel a little embarrassed.

She should be the youngest here. How can someone older than herself serve tea for her.

"Elder martial brother, I'll do it myself." Ye Zhi some embarrassed stand up, want to take the last cup of tea on the young tray.

"I'll do it." Lion dance youth shook his head, mouth hanging a trace of shallow calm, in Ye Zhi want to hand over, has tea cup safely on the table.

"Ziyue, where's your elder martial brother?" The old man surnamed Zheng didn't pay much attention to this side. He picked up the tea cup and fiddled with the tea foam with the tea cover. He asked the boy beside Yezhi.

"Master, elder martial brother, he's gone to cook..." the boy named Zuo ziyue, hesitated on his face, and finally said it all out.

"Hum, cooking, cooking. He only knows how to cook all the time. He has robbed all the women's work to do it. No wonder his martial arts have not improved at all over the years."

Zheng Haifeng a listen to a belly fire, full of anger where a cup of tea can hold, he will cup toward the table a fall, tone ferocious said.

On one side, Chen Zhen just sipped his tea.

Seeing that his old man was so angry, he said to him, "Ziqin has always been like this. He knows I'm good at stuttering and respects you all the time. If you are not satisfied with your apprentice, you can change with my junior."

Zheng Haifeng's face suddenly became very strange. After a long time, he didn't say anything more. Instead, he said bitterly: "come on, your three disciples are the waste firewood that is rare in a hundred years in the sect. You are Chen Zhen's famous name when you were young. Up to now, several people still remember it."

"You're not good either. It's not because you never marry a daughter-in-law. You've trained yourself as an apprentice for decades and become a cook."

Chen Zhen is not a vegetarian. He demoted his apprentice because he liked Ziqin very much. However, Zheng Haifeng, a smelly old man, did not show any respect for his apprentice. He said that he couldn't bear anything.

"What do you mean? My apprentice has been filial since he was a child. In order to entertain you, he is busy cooking. You actually laugh at him as a cook." Zheng Haifeng is also a short guard. He didn't think of how he just laid off his apprentice.

Two old people, who are nearly 60 years old, quarrel with each other and expose each other. Ye Zhi, as a loyal audience, drinks all the tea in the cup. They are still fighting with each other. I don't know they think they are quarreling.