“Yes, I am Mr. Chu.”
In front of the villa, Lu Yanxi and Lu Hua were still in a tremor and did not recover.
But Ye Fan was holding a bowl and eating dumplings while smiling lightly.
Jiangdong people have a custom, that is, whenever their relatives travel far, they will make dumplings to see them off.
This time Ye Fan was about to leave, Qiu Mucheng and Ye Fan’s wife made dumplings together on a whim.
However, this process has never been smooth.
Teaching a person with almost blank cooking skills to make dumplings is by no means easy. For Ye Fan, the hardship is no less than a grand master decisive battle.
But Qiu Mucheng insisted on learning, insisting on letting Ye Fan eat the dumplings she made for him.
In the end, the two men fought for a long time before they made the dinner.
Fortunately, the time was almost the same. They had just finished their dinner, and Lu Yanxi and the others arrived.
At this time, Ye Fan was still wearing that pink scarf, and his sleeves were still stained with white flour. He looked like a squeezed “housekeeper”. “Have you eaten?”
“Would you like to go in for a bowl of dumplings?”
Ye Fan asked enthusiastically.
“Dumplings?”
“Cement coal!”
However, Lu Hua at this time has undoubtedly recovered from the shock.
The two of them looked at Ye Fan with black lines on their faces, and it was hard to believe that the Martial God Temple would allow such a young person to participate in this operation.
“by!”
“Play with us?”
“A bastard, let me, Lu Hua, come in personally?”
“I really don’t know what the Martial God Temple is thinking.”
In this regard, Lu Hua is undoubtedly extremely dissatisfied.
Originally, this operation was extremely dangerous. Of course, he hoped that all the participants were strong people who could stand alone.
Even if everyone can’t be a respected martial artist like Kong Lao, but at least they can’t pull their hind legs.
Now that the Wushen Temple recruited a nasty bastard into their team, Lu Hua naturally felt dissatisfied.
What made him even more dissatisfied was that the Martial God Temple even arranged for them to visit this junior in person.
“Fortunately, Mr. Kong didn’t come, otherwise, I’m afraid I will be pissed off!”
Lu Hua said a few words viciously, and then turned away without lingering.
“What’s up with him?”
“Take gunpowder?”
“I don’t want to eat something that I don’t want to eat, why lose my temper.”
“Besides, the dumplings my wife made for me, I’m not happy to let him eat it?”
Ye Fan was not angry with Lu Hua’s dissatisfaction.
On the contrary, he smiled faintly, looking as if nothing had happened, but he didn’t care about it at all.
“How about you?”
“Would you like to try my wife’s craftsmanship?”
“This is the first time to make dumplings, so it can be made to the point where it’s hard to come by.”
Ye Fan was almost showing off and praised Qiu Mucheng in front of outsiders.
“I am not interested.”
Lu Yanxi obviously didn’t have a good attitude at this time.
Especially after seeing Ye Fan so young, the anticipation and respect he had previously disappeared undoubtedly.
Yes, the boy in front of him was completely different from the “Mr. Chu” he imagined, it was a world of difference.
He originally thought that the person who could make his father so admired, even if he was not as good as Old Kong, would be a martial arts senior who was very educated and full of majesty in every gesture.
However, the ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny!
He didn’t expect that this “Old Mr. Chu” turned out to be the shabby, carefree young man in front of him.
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