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Solo Fei was stunned. Unexpectedly, Cao Cang, who was sick, was so passionate when he was young. He also thought that Cao Cang had brought many good players, and even Mrs. Ding didn't know. Could it be that after getting to know Ma Wei?

Cao Cao patted the table and said, "Cao Coffin killed Gu Ba, but released Gu Ba's whole family."

"Yes, there are faults and debts." Mrs. Ding said: "Although I am the most violent, I applaud Cao Cund's actions!"

Cao Cao smiled and said, "Mrs. I was like a lilac back then, but I was strong and would never let men."

Mrs. Ding still didn't look at Cao Cao and continued, "That day I made a pot of rice for everyone as I did today." While speaking, she put the egg yolks into the hot pot and stirred slowly.

The charcoal is slightly extinguished, the hot pot is hot, and the egg yolks are put into the pot, and golden dots are added.

"At that time, there was no such a lot of chicken in the pot, and there was also a pitiful amount of pork belly." Mrs. Ding looked at the hot pot and said.

Xiahou Yuan smiled and said, "But that is the sweetest bowl of porridge rice that Miaocai has eaten in this life."

"Yeah?"

Mrs. Ding said calmly: "Then why can't you eat the porridge here today?"

Xiahou Yuan's old face turned red and had nothing to say for a moment. He reached out to hold a bowl of porridge and rice and smiled bitterly: "Madam, why don't you be wrong?"

He ignored what Mrs. Ding said, swallowed a mouthful of porridge and frowned secretly.

It’s not that the porridge and rice are not delicious, but that it’s too delicious. Even the restaurant in Xiahou’s house is pale in comparison.

Seeing this, Cao Cao laughed and said, "Yes, yes, use rice, use rice. I may have not eaten the meal made by my wife for a long time." He stood up and served a bowl and placed it in front of Cao Chong.

Cao Chong immediately moved the porridge to Mrs. Ding.

Cao Cao praised it in his heart, thinking that Chong'er was smart since childhood and understood the most about loneliness. He then served another bowl. Cao Cao smelled it and sighed, "It smells so fragrant. It's really as fragrant as the wife made back then."

Well, this patent of this pork-bearded chicken doesn't seem to belong to me solo.

He flew alone and smiled without saying a word, but never thought that Cao Cao was such a person.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Ding looked at the bowl of porridge in front of her and suddenly said, "The porridge rice is as sweet as before, how lovely?"

Cao Cao was stunned and his smile froze on his face.

Xiahou Yuan's tongue was numb by the hot porridge rice. He put down his bowl and said, "Madam, aren't people still like the ones before... Not only that, there are a few more."

"Miaocai, do you still remember what you said to Lord Sikong when you were released from prison and had dinner with me?" Mrs. Ding murmured.

Xiahou Yuan was stunned and thought to escape from death that day. After a big meal, everyone was very happy and said a lot. How could he know what Mrs. Ding said?

Mrs. Ding whispered: "So you don't remember it."

"Why don't you remember?" Cao Cao said, "Among remembers everything you said at the beginning, Madam.

Flying alone and feeling cold.

He knew that Cao Cao's nickname was Aman, but when this nickname came to success, he often gave up and ignored it. Cao Cao called himself Aman now, obviously trying to use this to recall the wonderful time he had with Mrs. Ding.

This Ah Meng is quite passionate.

If I hadn't been aware of my knowledge, I would almost feel that I would be attracted by Cao Cao's infatuated acting skills. If I had to win an Oscar, Little Li still wouldn't have gotten the Little Golden Man.

"I remember everything that Lord Sikong said." Mrs. Ding said coldly.

Seeing Mrs. Ding's cold look, Cao Cao couldn't help but feel frightened, "What did I say at that time?"

"You and Miaocai said at that time..." Mrs. Ding said word by word: "I wish I could kill all the bullies in the world!"

Everyone was silent.

Zhang Liao suddenly felt passionate and wanted to say something, but finally fell silent, but saw Guo Jia seemingly looked at him inadvertently.

Cao Cao and Xiahou Yuan looked at each other. After a long time, Xiahou Yuan finally said, "Yes, Miaocai hates bully rampant. He did speak so much with Lord Sikong at the beginning, but..." He glanced at Cao Cao and did not continue to say anything.

"It's just... you were still very young at that time."

For some reason, Mrs. Ding felt ridiculed, "You don't know that the bullies in the world are endless."

Everyone was silent.

Solo Fei looked at Mrs. Ding's words with hatred. He felt a little disgusted and wanted to say something, but he felt that his identity was too low and he was abrupt, so he finally swallowed it back.

He didn't notice that Guo Jia also glanced at him.

"Porridge may be more fragrant than before, but unfortunately... people are like the past two. Those who wanted to kill bullies back then never thought that they would become bullies that others hate."

Mrs. Ding stood up, her voice choked and said, "Thank you, Lord Sikong, for giving the meal, but in the future..."

She wanted to say something else. Seeing Cao Chong pulling her sleeve pitifully, she finally didn't say anything. She forced herself to pull Cao Chong's hand away and walked quickly towards the restaurant.

"clove!"

Cao Cao stood up suddenly, but did not chase after him, just because he knew that no matter how much he pursued, he would not be able to catch up with those times in the past.

Seeing Mrs. Ding's footsteps come down, Cao Cao pushed Xiahou Yuan and shouted in a low voice: "Don't you apologize to Dingxiang yet."

Why is it me?

Xiahou Yuan was puzzled, and Cao Cao's anxious face finally said, "Madam, everything is Miaocai's fault."

Mrs. Ding suddenly turned around and looked at Cao Cao.

That was the first time she was watching Cao Cao today.

When Cao Cao saw it, he felt that one glance was like lightning, and he saw the depths of his heart, which made his words suddenly choke in his throat.

"Cao Aman, you really disappointed me!"

After Mrs. Ding said this, she didn't say anything more. She walked out of the garden and walked through the restaurant, and finally disappeared.

Cao Cao stood there blankly, looking in a daze.

Everyone was silent, only looking at the hot pot, whether it was the pork belly chicken or the pork belly porridge slowly rolling, steaming the heat, and was blown away by the autumn wind in a flash.

After a long time, Xiahou Yuan turned to Cao Cao and knelt on one knee and said, "Sikong, Miaocai is incompetent in discipline, so he asks Sikong to punish him."

Seeing Cao Cao silent, Xiahou Yuan looked at Cao Hong and said, "Miaocai lost this competition."

Everyone was stunned.

When they saw Xiahou Yuan asking for a plaque and looking for someone, they were very popular, and they never thought that Xiahou Yuan would give in.

Cao Hong thought he would laugh, but his laughter turned into a slight sensation when he reached the corner of his mouth. He walked over and helped Xiahou Yuan up and glared at Cao Fu.

Cao Fu finally understood and said embarrassedly: "Uncle Xiahou, everything is far-reaching."

Cao Hong and Xiahou Yuan looked at each other and saw the complicated meaning in each other's eyes. When they turned to Cao Cao, they still stared blankly at the direction where Mrs. Ding was leaving. The two wanted to persuade each other, but if they had known why, they had no words for a moment.

Cao Cao suddenly staggered with his forehead.

Cao Hong and Xiahou Yuan were shocked and hurriedly held each other and shouted: "Brother!"

Cao Cao shook his head and signaled that he had nothing to do. He sat down slowly, reached out and picked up the spoon, and silently served himself a bowl of porridge and rice.

"Yes, use rice, use rice." Cao Hong and Xiahou Yuan actually persuaded each other in unison.

Cao Cao looked silent and just lowered his head to look at the steaming bowl of porridge and rice. He didn't know if it was water or something, so he moistened his eyes.

On the fog side, there are past events and years. The young Aman was holding the lilac that fainted on the ground, and tears filled his eyes.
Chapter completed!