MTL - Take a Husband for Farming-Chapter 512

In Dazhou marriage, if you want to marry your first wife, you have to make a record in the government. This divorce is also to be noted in the government, so that the man can marry the first wife again.

Yang Zixuan pushed his fat hand away without a trace, and then said indifferently: "I'll go by the way when I'm going to Yemen to do business. By the way, you don't have to make a public announcement today, so that Su's house will get the news when it gets the news. "

Although Yang Zixuan hated him, he was helpless. This was his half-brother's eldest brother. This mess had to help him clean up. Even if he didn't look at the monk's face, he also looked at the Buddha's face. Old Laojun was still watching.

"In the end, it is my brother. Those guys also said that you wanted to break the palace, and they didn't look at it. You don't want to be a child, and you're willing to move out and open the government. I don't know which of these guys' eyes have come out. "

Yang Zizhi replied proudly.

Mu Rouzang saw him become more and more uncomfortable, and his husband often helped him clean up the mess. It turned out that he was still suspicious, and said unhappy, "Father, can you go back to the hospital?"

When Yang Zixuan heard it, she knew she was angry. She was busy and sent Yang Zizhi in a few words. Then she pulled Mu Rouzang's small hand and said with a low eyebrow. "Mother, please don't be angry. Now the grandmother's body is not good. There are no soldiers at home, and no one in the family can do the job, and the elder brother is so moral. At least, before the government opens, we have to tell others not to make mistakes. "

"It's nothing, I don't bother to care about it. He is better than our husband in this life." Mu Rouzang is not rare in this world.

"Let's go back and see Grandma again! I'm always a little unruly in my heart. Her old man will be strong for a lifetime, but she will be old, but she will be seen as a joke because her son and granddaughter broke up."

Yang Zixuan's eyebrows were anxious, and I was really afraid that this would become Yang Taijun's heart disease.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Mrs. Yang treats Mu Roulang well on weekdays. She doesn't quite understand why Mrs. Yang has to tie a family together.

"There are many family members. When the upper teeth meet the lower teeth, there will inevitably be some disagreements. If there are too many opinions, it is easy to lose heart."

Yang Zixuan laughed: "Would it be better for our future children to rush out when they become married?"

The fox tail behind him was shaking, thinking, taking this opportunity to hang a number in Mu Rou Sang first, the children have their own world, sweep them out of the house, he can still carry his own little girl Qinxiang, maybe you can get an old man or something to prove that you are not old.

Mu Rou Sang does not know that this fox is far away, so please like it!

The two of them went back to Yang Taijun's yard with great love and love, but saw that the four incenses were all behind the door.

When they saw the young couple turning back again, all four had a joy on their faces, and Han Xiang greeted the two to meet him. Then he said, "Three young masters, three young grandma, please persuade the old lady soon. "

"What's the matter? What happened to grandmother?" Yang Zixuan asked urgently, but saw that Sixiang was waiting outside, not wanting to be angry.

Han Xiang replied sadly: "Since the division of the business, after you leave, the old lady seems to be a few years old instantly, just sitting alone in the house wiping her tears, slaves and others came forward to persuade her, They were all kicked out. "

Mu Rou Sang noticed that there were still tea stains on the four of them, and it was Yang Laojun's heart that made her feel unhappy, so she sighed with four big girls.

"Here are my husband and me. You took three other people to wash and wash. Some of you, but the grandmother, were so embarrassed to pass on."

She turned around and ordered a few girls of her own. Xia Hua and Xia He went to the kitchen in the courtyard and planned to make lotus leaf porridge with scent and fire. The remaining people stayed in the gallery and listened.

Mu Rouzang and Yang Zixuan came into the house. The original hall was once deserted for a moment, and the two stepped into Dongnuan Pavilion. Sure enough, they saw Yang Taijun sitting there and sighing.

"Grandmother, what kind of anger are you upset with, but Sun Yan is upset with you? Oh, what can I do? I just told Xia Hua to make porridge for you. If I cook some lotus leaf porridge for you, it ’s better to call it Are you always calming down? "

Yang Zixuan also said, "Grandmother, should your grandson hang with you?"

"Will you? I'm afraid you don't even know the brand?" Mrs. Yang finally turned her head to talk.

Mu Rouzang is very speechless, grandson is amazing! It ’s more fragrant than her grandson!

Alas, she's jealous!

Yang Zixuan said again and again: "Grandma, look at what you said, grandson will never do it again, but the monthly official fee is enough to lose!"

"Just your idea? It's not enough to grit your teeth!" Mrs. Yang asked him a question, and his face gradually improved.

She calmed down, pointed her gun at Mu Rouzang, and cursed: "What lotus leaf porridge? That's called Jasper! It really is a country girl!"

Alas, Mrs. Yang's demeanor has not yet passed, but Mu Ruosang's junior as a junior has some disadvantages, okay, she was blowing in a gust of wind, her left ear went in and her right ear out.

"Oh, my grandmother was right, Sun Yan was originally from the countryside."

Old Laojun was speechless for a while, looked at her and looked at Yang Zixuan, and found that he was smiling aside.

The old man was unhappy, his mouth sulked and said, "You go, you go, one by one, you have to use good-bye to me, the old immortal. It is also a waste of food to live in the world."

Mu Rouzang knew that she was suffocating and had to pick up her small ears and listen obediently.

Yang Zixuan advised: "Grandmother, what are you talking about? Although this house is divided, as the saying goes, the smell of the fragrant smell is near, and we ca n’t go closer to each other. Grandchild thinks, I still hope to see our relationships better. "

There wasn't much in Yang Laojun's heart, but she was twitching, and really afraid that after separation, these people went to her own business and left her old lady on the beam to fall dust.

"Then it's opened, can't you come over to accompany me?" This was to Mu Rouzang.

She hurriedly answered, "As long as my grandmother sends someone, she's on call."

"Oh, my old lady wouldn't call you, wouldn't you come?"

If someone asks Mu Rouzang who is the most poisonous tongue, she will definitely answer that the grandmother in our house is the most poisonous tongue.

"Grandmother! How can I say that I can't accompany you? You have to be so horny, hum, I look at you mentally, and it makes me worry for half a day."

Mrs. Yang nodded and replied, "I'm just a **** horn, how can you help me?"

Mu Rouzang secretly glanced at her. Is there such a grandmother?

"No, I'm not going to make Xia Hua as lotus leaf porridge."

Mrs. Yang bit her hook immediately and shouted, "Who said no to eat? And how many times have I told you, it's Jasper."

Mu Rou Sang weakly replied: "It was obviously porridge cooked with lotus leaves."

"According to you, it ’s boring to eat." Yang Taijun gave her a hateful glance, it was really rotten wood!

Yang Zixuan blinked at her from behind, and sure enough they were right back.

"Grandma, what do you think of Sunsun?"

"According to you, it ’s boring to eat." Yang Taijun gave her a hateful glance, it was really rotten wood!

Yang Zixuan blinked at her from behind, and sure enough they were right back.

"Grandma, what do you think of Sunsun?"

Mrs. Yang replied very readily: "Okay, hello, Sang girl, I praise you in front of your husband. You have to make me three plates of mung bean cake, no, four plates, no, it's five plates."

"A saucer, no price." Mu Rouzang shook his head resolutely, and then said, "That's too cold. Don't try to be greedy."

Well, now is the time when the west wind overwhelms the east wind.

Lao Taijun and Mu Rouzang fought for wisdom, and finally won two dishes. As for the sad thing of splitting up, Lao Taijun thought that it would be sad to leave some free time!

The two accompanied her for a while, then heard that Xia Hua was turning around outside, saying that the lotus leaf porridge had been cooked.

After hearing this, Mrs. Yang said angrily to Yang Zixuan: "Look, there is a girl with any master, it is Xia painting!"

She shouted to the door again, Xia Hua was busy.

"If you say the rustic name of lotus leaf porridge next time, I will punish you to cook jasper rice dumplings every day."

Mu Rou Sang quietly glanced, grandmother, you are sure it is not fake public welfare, oh no, it should be a feather arrow to hold the feathers!

"Xia Hua, can you hear me?"

Yang Zixuan watched the show enough, so he was very happy to play with summer paintings.

"When the slaves heard that, they would do the same. This was originally porridge cooked with fresh lotus leaves. It wasn't called Jasper Porridge without lotus leaf porridge. They didn't know what it was."

Mu Rouzang heard that black lines drifted across her head, and she dared not look at old Mrs. Yang who was still pouting.

"Huh! You Minger keep cooking for me."

"Grandma, can Minger slaves come again? It's obviously lotus leaf porridge, and slaves are right."

Mu Rouzang reluctantly replied, "Come and wait for Grandma tomorrow!"

Well, Mrs. Yang who lost the mung bean cake took another advantage.

After she had eaten the lotus leaf porridge from Xia Hua, she nodded with satisfaction, and said, "This pickle is very well made. In the past, the chef also tried to make more, but it was just a bad taste."

Xia Hua laughed aloud: "I don't know the old lady, there is a famous dish in Shuzhou called pickled fish, but this sauerkraut must be fried in the pot first, then stir-fry with muddy oil and seasoning So that they can smell. "

"I said, the original kitchen lady had a sour smell of glutinous rice, and it was so smokey that people couldn't eat it all the time, and they could serve it vigorously."

A few people ignored the complaint of Mrs. Yang, and they were obviously old and yellow. She had been told about things that happened decades ago.

Mrs. Yang had eaten and drank enough, and then she lived again and again. She was wrong because she jumped alive.

"Where are you going to open the government? The official residence is too small to stretch your feet."

Yang Zixuan responded quickly: "In Dongguiyuan, Grandson has added a large courtyard, divided into two front and rear courtyards, and the backyard is the courtyard courtyard. The courtyards are not too far away, and flowers and trees are in the middle .. .... fruit trees, vegetables, and some flowers and plants! "