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Chapter 116 Let's go after dinner

Chen Heng took advantage of the situation and took Chen Zhuo's hand and turned his head to look at Luo.

Luo lowered his eyes gently: "It has been 14 years since his granddaughter-in-law married into the Shen family, and this is still the first time he visits his relatives. Wuxing has a long road and is thousands of miles away from the capital. I will come back next time, and it will be difficult to predict the time.

"The granddaughter-in-law is clumsy and has nothing to be filial to his grandfather. He wants to use the patriarch's banquet to serve the grandfather's clan for a lunch. He just assumes it is to fulfill his filial piety for my husband. I wonder if the grandfather can reward the grandfather's grandfather's face?"

Before Chen Zhuo could answer, he raised his face and looked at him and smiled: "Grandpa, please stay for dinner, can I cook for you?"

Before Chen Heng could be moved by Luo's words, he was surprised by Chen Zhuo: "You can cook?"

Chen Zhuo laughed: "I made plum blossom cake mung bean cake for my grandmother!"

Aunt Zeng also came forward to make fun and smiled, "Reply to the great master's words. Our ladies like to cook in Beijing. Our old lady and wife have tried her skills."

Chen Heng smiled so hard that he could not see his teeth. His beard was raised and he sighed to Luo, "My son died at the age of five. I have never enjoyed the blessing of my daughter-in-law in my life. Well, just as you say, I will just treat it as your husband to be filial."

But he pulled Chen Zhuo and refused to let go: "It's just that the kitchen is smoked and hot, so we, Sister Zhuo, don't have to go. What's the matter if it's hot?"

Chen Zhuo hiding without hesitation, and smiled and said, "Grandpa, if I don't go, I should let my mother go. I can't bear to let this!" Then he ran away.

Chen Heng looked at Luo, his eyes were envious: "You have raised a good daughter."

Luo's eyes were also a little red, and he took a veil and pressed the corners of his eyes: "She was injured and sick in front of her, and she was watching her brother die again; she was a little bit sensible in just half a year. Otherwise, I would have only one left, so I would not be able to bear any grievances." As she said that, tears rolled down.

I hurriedly wiped it again, and looked at Chen Heng with a reluctant smile: "Grandpa tribe should not laugh at his granddaughter-in-law. It's really the pain of losing his son..."

Mrs. Luo suddenly thought about this and couldn't continue to talk about it. She covered her face with a veil and sobbed in a low voice.

Chen Heng was told by her that the past had turned up, and his eyes were dazed.

Chen Dun looked at it badly, frowned, then took a step forward, and coughed lightly: "Uncle, the dead are gone. Besides, decades have passed, you are relieved..."

Chen Heng waved his hand impatiently: "You don't understand!"

The four words "The Pain of Losing a Son" really hit Chen Heng's heart.

My little son just started to chatter and acted coquettishly with the adults, and just fell into Yushuihe like that...

Thinking of the child's face, Chen Heng's old eyes, which had always been smart, became turbid and tears fell.

Chen Dun frowned, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he whispered: "Mr. Luo! My uncle is so old, why did you hook him up and say this sad thing?"

Luo turned his face to be sad. Miao's mother was wiping her tears and whispering to comfort her. After hearing Chen Dun's voice, she cried and said, "Clan leader, are you talking like this? What does our wife mean to be sad when she hooked the old man and wanted to be sad? Our young master has only been half a year, so can't our wife miss her son yet?"

Chen Heng quickly raised his hand to wipe his tears, frowned at Chen Dun, "I said you don't understand. If our grandfather and grandson talk, do you have to interfere? Can't you sit peacefully?"

Luo suppressed the sadness and stood up to wipe his tears and said, "It must be because the clan leader wants to talk to the clan grandfather. My sadness seems out of place. My grandfather goes to change his clothes, and the clan grandfather sits freely. After the meal is ready, the grandfather comes to serve you with lunch."

So understanding, but so aggrieved and so full.

Chen Hengxian looked at Luo like comfortingly, and then couldn't help but glar at Chen Dun and said, "Boss, you are becoming more and more arrogant. Why, do you have to take care of anyone I talk to?"

Chen Dunnono.

Chen Xinwen couldn't stand his father being scolded like this, so he winked at his wife.

Anyway, he had already broken his face with Mr. Luo, so Mrs. Gao simply stopped holding it in his arms, sneered, and stepped forward and said, "Grandpa, we are all granddaughters-in-laws, and are not your grandson-in-law. As for this, I'm closer. Why not, I'll serve you in this meal today? Don't be tired of our wife!"

At the end of the conversation, I couldn't help but become sarcastic.

Chen Heng suddenly lowered his face, but ignored her and met Chen Dun: "Can you care? You can't control it, let your wife take care of it! You have the nerve to say this! Is this going to serve me for dinner? Isn't this slap me in this old face?!"

Chen Dun was going crazy. He first smiled and asked Chen Heng not to be angry. He turned around and shouted to Chen Xinwen, "Take me out with you, the ignorant woman!"

Before he finished speaking, someone outside came to report: "The lunch is ready, Miss Zhuo asked to prepare three copies. The great master told me, where is the best place?"

Three copies?

Chen Heng and Shen Dun were both stunned.

Luo understood and lowered his head and said, "The clan leader has three daughters-in-law to serve him, and the granddaughter-in-law should not be the same as the other man. Therefore, the granddaughter-in-law and Zhuo Jie'er serve the grandfather of the clan. Those two must be prepared by Zhuo Jie'er as the custom of the capital, and the men and women of the clan leader - just think that Zhuo Jie'er is troublesome!"

Chen Dun was blushed by her words, and she endured her anger and then endured her anger. Fang said in a deep voice: "How can I make the uncle and sister-in-law have the same seat? Our family naturally has to separate tables."

Chen Heng was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he ordered someone: "I'll clean my hands."

Chen Dun looked at the back of the old man Gu Jie, with anger on his face.

Mrs. Luo also quietly retreated and wiped his face with his hands.

For a moment, Chen Heng, Luo and Chen Zhuo, who had packed up, came back, Chen Dun had already ordered people to set up three tables, separated by screens, and each had their own meals.

Luo stood aside and asked Chen Hengbu to do so.

Chen Zhuo smiled and said, "I learned from the cook and made your favorite water shield soup. I drank a drop of sesame oil into it, which was very fragrant. Try it!"

Luo then offered him a present.

Chen Heng hurriedly tasted it, and it was indeed not the ordinary taste he drank in Wuxing. The aroma of that drop of oil gave him a new experience of his taste that had deteriorated due to his old age.

Chen Heng was surprised and happy, and kept praising him. He wanted to drink two bowls.

Luo family tactfully dissuaded: "At the age of the clan grandfather, he can use anything as long as he eats in moderation, and it is not a taboo to use anything. The cook at the other side of the garden is very skilled, so the clan grandfather also try this black fungus yam?"

Chen Heng also knew that after eating too much of one thing, his old stomach couldn't stand it, but he couldn't help but feel greedy. But when Luo said that, he nodded happily: "Okay, listen to you."

He sighed again, Chen Zhuo laughed at himself: "Your young master, I am lazy when I passed away from my old wife. The people who serve the family have been dismissed day by day. Now, they usually eat alone..."

Chen Zhuo smiled heartlessly: "I have many people in my family. Especially when my father came back, the three people from the front house gathered together to have a meal, which was very lively!

"Great grandpa, you have nothing big to do here. When we return to Beijing, you will go together, right?

"My grandfather and the prince can't come back, so I want to be in my hometown. You go and have a walk with them. Even if you drink from the capital, it's different from the old house!"

Chen Dun and others were eating on the side of the screen, but their ears were sticking to listen to the movements here.

Chen Zhuo's words did not hide any sound at all. Everyone could hear them clearly, but they were all overjoyed!

If Chen Heng went to the capital, his generation alone would be able to crush the Duke's Mansion and the Minister's Mansion to death!

Then who are you afraid of when you wait for someone to enter Beijing?!

Chen Xinwu was already laughing and jumping up: "Young Ershier is right! Grandpa, you can go to Beijing with us too?"

But Luo looked at Chen Zhuo lightly: "Eat with your heart and talk less."

Chen Zhuo stuck out his tongue, laughed, and lowered his head to cook his own rice.

Chen Xinwu also sat down embarrassedly by Chen Dun's eyes.

After a meal was finished, Chen Heng was satisfied and shook his head, but he didn't say anything more, and stopped sitting and chatting with Chen Dun and others. He only said, "I'm eating very well, I have to go back and take a break."

Then he patted Chen Zhuo meaningfully: "I'm waiting for the little master to come and eat your specialty food!" Yang Chang left.

Seeing that he had left like this, Chen Dun and his family were stunned.

Gao turned his head to look at Chen Zhuo, but saw her raised her pointed chin like a provocative attitude towards her, snorted coldly in her heart, and turned her eyes away.

It seems that they have also appeared.

In Wuxing, whoever wins Chen Heng wins the right to speak.

Gao looked at Chen Dun and repelled everyone, left with his hands behind his back, and a hint of contempt appeared in his heart.

Being arrogant and losing is a shame, just relying on this selfish and careless old man, he still wants to use himself to fight for his second son and youngest son? Be his dream of spring and autumn!

In this matter, any benefit is also her sons!

Gao followed Shen Xinwen and walked out.

She wanted to go home and discuss it with her two sons to see who would push the four rooms, which would be more appropriate!

Seeing them disperse, Luo fell into slump in fatigue.

Chen Zhuo hurriedly served soup again and gave her a warm stomach. Then he forced her to use a few sips of staple food and told Fangfei: "Let my mother take a good rest for a while."

I also went back to the room, fell down, and had a sweet sleep.

Until Wei Shizheng, Linglong came to push her: "Miss, Uncle Shun is back."

Chen Zhuo woke up with a sudden inspiration, turned over and sat up: "How is it? Is there any news?"

Linglong laughed: "No. He brought two people to you, then went to chat with the coachman for a long time, and left again."

Chen Zhuo was about to fall down, but Linglong grabbed her: "Madam, you woke up."

Being tried, scolded, and repaired!

With a scream, Chen Zhuo buried himself in the quilt.

Aunt Zeng and Chunliu both covered their mouths and laughed outside.

...

...

The capital city, the Duke’s Mansion, and the Duke Chen’s study.

Two letters were spread out on the table.

One was sent back by Yong Bo, and the other was sent back by Wanqi Sheng.

The upper part wrote a line of words: The second wife talked about the ups and downs of Miss Cen's marriage, without any scruples...

Chen Guogong Chen Feng's heroic and Fengshuang face is now frowning, and he is grimly holding his beard without saying a word.

His two sons, the eldest son Chen Xinmei, were dressed in a decent Confucian robe, wearing a half-sleeved, double-breasted robe that was the most common among the powerful people in the capital. They sat on a chair, lowered their heads and leaned on their knees silently; the second son Chen Xinfang stood next to his brother, with a majestic national character on his face full of guilt, holding a horse whip with one hand and holding his black leather armor with the other, at a loss.

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