How sweet Chai Rong's smile was, how dark Po Meng's face looked.

Especially when I saw Ding Xiaoyi's slutty face, I felt like I wanted to slap him with my shoes.

However, Ding Xiaoyi always stood honestly at the door of his house.

Even when he saw Chai Rong, he had no intention of going out to greet her.

Just kidding, except for this door, if Po Meng really beats her up, who will she cry to?

"Rong'er is here too."

Seeing Rong'er jumping off the green bull and walking toward him, the smile on Ding Xiaoyi's face became even brighter.

"Long time no see, Ronger is getting more and more beautiful."

Liao Qiu looked at Chai Rong and his eyes lit up.

If we talk about a rich and noble girl, the Ronger in front of her is definitely worthy of the title. She exudes a natural and carved charm from the inside out.

Pure and elegant.

If women are compared to flowers.

Then Tutu should be regarded as the thorn flower among women, with a hidden fragrance, but with thorns, it can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be desecrated.

Thinking of this, the beautiful scenery under Tu Tu's clothes flashed through Liao Qiu's mind. His nose felt hot, and he thought mischievously: Well... it's okay to blaspheme occasionally.

My face just hurts.

Shuang'er is more like a quiet lily, low-key, bright, quiet and elegant. You may not notice her on weekdays, but she always gives you a different kind of surprise inadvertently.

The Chai Rong in front of me belongs to Peony.

The national beauty is fragrant, graceful and luxurious, but only the peony is the true national beauty, which moves the capital when it blooms.

Liao Qiu secretly compared her in his mind, then thought about it and remembered the Yu Niang he had met before. Although he didn't have much contact with her, his reliance on Yu Niang was very pertinent.

Yuniang belongs to the Overlord Flower, not only because Yuniang has a strong personality, but also because the Overlord Flower has another name, called False Epiphyllum.

Because it, like the night-blooming epiphyllum, chooses to bloom when "the moon is on the willow branches, and people are about to go after dusk."

It exudes a unique fragrance in the long night, but it is not like an epiphyllum that blooms and fades in a hurry. Even when dawn comes, it still shows a pure, white and heroic flower appearance.

But in Ding Xiaoyi's heart, he is more willing to compare Yu Niang to a free wild horse. Except for pulling him into the haystack when he wants to torment himself, at other times, he is always making trouble outside.

"Ahem!"

Seeing Ding Xiaoyi and Chai Rong winking at each other, Mrs. Meng finally couldn't help but knock on the crutch at hand and coughed twice to remind them that she, an old woman, was beside them.

"Hey, long time no see, my mother-in-law is getting more and more energetic!"

Ding Xiaoyi cupped her hands towards Po Meng and said.

As the saying goes, you are a guest when you come to the door. I don't like Po Meng in my heart, but Po Meng's coming is really beyond my expectation.

With such a big pit, he wished that Po Meng would jump in on her own initiative.

So when I speak now, I am extremely polite.

"Humph, if it weren't for that old thing's sake, even if you invited me in a sedan chair, the old lady wouldn't want to move."

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he couldn't help but look at Liao Qiu. Unexpectedly, Po Meng was actually invited by the old man.

It seems that in order to lure everyone into trouble, the old man really spent a lot of money this time.

Immediately, his head nodded like a chicken eating rice: "Yes, yes, it is really a blessing that my mother-in-law can come. If I were not afraid of the crutch in my mother-in-law's hand, I would definitely beat gongs and drums to welcome you."

Liao Qiu curled his lips and added in his mind for Ding Xiaoyi: "That's right, plus a few hundred million in betrothal gifts, I'll take Chai Rong over and give birth to a football team with her."

"Hmph!"

Seeing that Ding Xiaoyi was finally not so hateful today, Po Meng handed him the door sticker.

Then, without waiting for Ding Xiaoyi to speak, he pulled Chai Rong and strode inside with rapid strides. His expression was like that of an old hen guarding against a weasel.

"I said, you are such a good girl, don't give up!"

Liao Qiu stood aside and watched the scene of Chai Rong being dragged away by Po Meng. The more he looked at it, the more he looked like the evil queen dragging away Snow White.

"Don't talk nonsense, I have a wife."

Ding Xiaoyi quickly stopped Liao Qiu.

If Yu Niang knows this, she won't hang him up next time.

Not long after, the Eight Great Yaksha Kings also arrived.

There is not one Yaksha in the underworld, but many. The eight Yaksha kings are the leaders who command these Yakshas.

All in all, it can be regarded as the old department that the bad old man relies on more.

For a time, Chaimu's new residence was filled with excitement.

Bai Pangpang repeatedly emphasized to everyone the rules here. When you come here, you put aside your identity and class. Everyone is a tourist and comes here to relax.

With the rules read out by Pangpang, the leader of the Netherworld, everyone naturally relaxed completely.

No one wants to play here with a straight face.

Besides, in this lawless place, apart from Youshan, this is the only place where you feel more at ease.

The kitchen was filled with steam.

Three large pots, set to full heat.

The steamer basket alone is stacked more than four meters high.

The other two large pots are used for stir-frying and stewing.

The aroma is permeating and makes your mouth water.

In addition, the process of Mr. Chen showing off his knife skills can't help but become more enjoyable to watch.

The two kitchen knives moved smoothly in Mr. Chen's hands. It was more like a performance than cooking.

Mr. Chen learned this routine from Wang Xiaowu.

Liao Qiu also specially asked his company to develop a set of sensory video glasses similar to a ghost phone, which can be connected to those video apps in reality.

Let these old guys occasionally see various scenes in reality, which also attracted many people to stop and watch.

Seeing that the atmosphere inside was getting more and more lively, Pangpang came over and said, "Hey, I have a hunch that we can have a big harvest today!"

"I don't know if it will be a good harvest or not, but are you sure they won't run away after the main course is served?"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the steamer in the kitchen and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"What are you afraid of? Will they be able to spit it out after they finish eating?"

Fatty said nonchalantly.

He naturally looked outside the door with his peripheral vision, his sneaky little eyes wandering back and forth between Yu Lei's mount and the big green bull.

Daqingniu seemed to have noticed something, turned his head, and hid directly behind Yu Lei's mount.

"Hey Hey……"

Pangpang took a look and stared at Yu Lei's mount.

That one-legged chicken.

Although there is only one leg, just by looking at the thick and powerful muscles of this leg, you can tell that it must taste very good.

I couldn't help but smash my mouth, and I was planning Xiao Jiujiu in my heart.

Suddenly he raised his eyebrows and looked suspiciously into the distance.

"Someone is coming!"

Liao Qiu put down the cigar in his hand and looked ahead.

I saw the front line in a blur, and there was a faint sound of horses, horses and iron hooves.

Bai Pangpang came over and took a look: "Oh, our house is very lively today, even he is here."

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but be confused when he heard this: "Who is it?"

"Who else could it be, Du Ziren!" Pangpang said.

"Du Ziren?"

Ding Xiaoyi wondered why this name sounded so familiar to him.

Seeing that he didn't think about it, Pangpang could only remind him in a low voice: "What's wrong, the mutton skewers are no longer fragrant, or is the handsome boy's happy clothes no longer warm?"

"It's him!"

Seeing Du Ziren, Ding Xiaoyi immediately thought of it.

Speaking of Du Ziren, he was not very impressed.

Speaking of mutton skewers and pretty boys' happy clothes, Ding Xiaoyi immediately thought of them.

The sheep they ate before was raised by Du Ziren, wasn't it?
To be continued...