Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

The sword was eventually sold to Xu Qian for 4 million, but Xu Qian was unable to take the sword temporarily. He had to wait until the auction was over before swiping his card to fetch the goods.

There is another treasure to be auctioned later. It is a finger, which is said to be the finger worn by Duguyu, the founding emperor of the Luo Dynasty 900 years ago.

More than sixty years ago, archaeologists discovered the imperial tomb of Emperor Dugu, but found that the imperial tomb had been looted long ago and there were very few treasures left in it.

And this finger was taken by the tomb robber from Duguyu's coffin.

The funerary items worn by a generation of emperors were so expensive that everyone scrambled to hold the placards, as if they could claim the emperor by taking a photo of the object.

Song Ci tilted his head and whispered to Han Zhan, and asked him: "This is your ancestor's object, don't you shoot?"

Han Zhan shook his head, his eyes were indifferent, and said, "It's all things outside of the body, let them go."

The finger was finally auctioned away by an invisible rich man who spent 30 million yuan, and this thing was entrusted by the tomb thief to the Tyrone Auction House for auction, and the Tyrone Auction House only took a share of a lot of money.

After the auction, Song Ci sighed, "No wonder they said that the Dongfang family is rich, and the money comes faster than the wind blows."

Han Zhan shook his head and laughed, and stood up and said, "Let's go and get things."

A family of four sat downstairs for a while before going up to the third floor to collect their auction items. The third floor is designed to be very concealed. The trading area is designed as countless small compartments. Each compartment has a direct elevator to the underground garage. There are also two professional bodyguards to **** customers.

This is to prevent buyers from losing items in the auction house. But apart from this auction house, whether things stay or slip away has nothing to do with the Tyrone Auction.

Song Ci and Han Zhan arrived on the third floor and registered. Under the leadership of the waiter, they bypassed a winding corridor and stopped at the door of compartment 12.

"Mr. Han, Mrs. Han, your treasure is inside."

Han Zhan and Song Ci entered the house, swiped their cards, and then took away the brooch and pearl necklace, as well as a cold weapon shot by Han Zhan.

They didn't take any valuables. Thinking that Yanqingxiu was still on the first floor, they didn't take the elevator to the garage. A family of four walked out of the cubicle, and by coincidence they met the Xu family in Kunlun.

Xu Qian had already got the black long sword. The sword was very long, about as high as his chin. He was holding the sword with his small body, quite a bit contrary.

When Xu Qian saw Han Zhan's family, he took the initiative to stop, and once again clasped his fists to thank them. "Mr. Han, Mrs. Han, let you cut love."

Han Zhan hugged Han Jun, stared at the sword in Xu Qian's arms, showed his attitude towards his peers, and said to Xu Qian: "Actually, we are not interested in this sword. My daughter caught it at a glance. My daughter I rarely meet something I like, and I rarely catch my eyes, so I followed the bidding."

"But I think this sword is definitely more suitable to follow Xiao Gongzi Xu than to follow us Junjun." Xu Qian is a member of the Xu family in Kunlun. At a young age, he went out with his father to catch demons and ghosts. He needed a sword. .

Hearing Han Zhan's words, Xu Qian glanced at the little girl in his arms. Han Jun looked at Xu Qian's sword blankly. She really liked the sword, and she couldn't bear to let Xu Qian take it away.

She didn't know what presumptuousness meant, so she said what she was thinking. "I want to touch it." Han Jun thought, being able to touch it is also satisfied.

Han Zhan immediately became cold, and said to Han Jun half warning and half reminding: "Junjun, don't be rude."

Han Jun didn't know how rude she was, but she still closed her mouth, retracted her outstretched hand, and hugged Han Zhan's neck instead.

Xu Qian pondered for a moment, but raised his right hand and handed the sword to Han Zhan. He said: "Give you a touch."

Han Jun immediately promised that Han Zhan slipped down in his arms.

She was not as tall as that sword. She hugged the sword carefully and found that the scabbard was very cold. She shivered, but she couldn't bear to let go.

Xu Qian told her: "This sword is very ice."

It's like just taking it out of the refrigerator.

Han Jun blinked, holding the hilt in his small hand, and asked Xu Qian, "Can I look inside?" She wanted to see the sword body inside.

Xu Qian frowned and said, "You can't, this sword can't be used at all..."

Before Xu Qian finished speaking, he saw Han Jun holding the hilt of the sword, gritting his teeth and pulling it upwards, suddenly, a flash of blood flashed, and a **** mysterious black iron sword came out. Sheath!

Xu Qian's pupils shrink slightly.

Behind him, Han Zhan and Song Ci also looked at Han Jun in surprise.

Han Jun's strength was weak, and the sword was weak after pulling it out. When she loosened her small hand, the sword suddenly hit the ground, about to hit Han Jun's small feet.

Xu Qian suddenly stretched out his hands to catch the sword.

He was holding the sword and looked at Han Jun's expression rather complicated.

Han Jun was baffled by Xu Qian.

Xu Qian held the sword in his arms, stared at Han Jun slapped his face for a moment, and suddenly asked her, "What is your name?"

Han Jun: "Jun Jun."

Han Zhan told Xu Qian, "She is my second daughter named Han Jun."

Xu Qian took a deep look at Han Jun. Then he nodded and said to Han Zhan and the others: "Mr. Han, let's say goodbye." Xu Qian was about to leave with his sword in his arms, and Han Zhan said from his back, "Say hello to my father, family shrine. It has been built, and I wanted to invite my grandfather to come and join me, but my grandfather is busy with his business, so I won't bother him."

Xu Qian paused, turned sideways slightly, and asked, "When will the ancestral hall be opened?"

Han Zhan responded: "The twelfth lunar month."

"I will tell it to my father."

Xu Qian left with his attendants, and Song Ci stared at the direction they were leaving, and said to Han Zhan, "How old is this little guy? How can he speak like an adult? It's quite interesting."

Han Zhan said: "Don't treat him as a child, this child is extraordinary."

Song Ci naturally knew that Xu Qian was unusual, but felt that an eight-year-old child was too mature, less childish, and unlovable.

"Let's go, go back to rest early, Wangwang's wedding date is about to come, tomorrow I have to ask the warehouse manager, we have all the dowry we prepared for her."

Han Wangwang had always been the little princess of the Han family before, and she was the proud daughter of heaven. It was not until the birth of Han Miao and Han Jun that the situation changed.

Although Han Zhan is only Han Wangwang's little cousin, he is no different from his uncle. Han Wangwang wants to get married, and Han Zhan, who is an uncle, naturally has to say something. Together, the couple decided to prepare a dowry for Han Wangwang.

"That's fine, go back."

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At the other end, Xu Qian got into the car with Gui Yijian in his arms. The bodyguards looked at him frequently, as if he had something to say, and knew that Young Master was not a talkative person. Seeing that he was also a little sleepy, he endured it all the way.

Back at the hotel, Xu Qian walked into the room and saw his father Xu Yan. On weekdays, when going out to pick up jobs, Xu Yan always wears Mian Ma Shan and carries a mahogany sword on his back, so that he looks like a master with profound knowledge.

But at the moment there are no outsiders in the hotel, Xu Yan resumed his nature, wearing boxer briefs and a bathrobe wrapped outside. The hotel has heating. He didn't wear a bathrobe belt, he was sitting so wide open on the carpet at the end of the bed, watching TV.

Hearing the movement of Xu Qian entering the room, Xu Yan asked without raising his head: "Did you get the picture?"

Xu Qian gave a hum, then took off his thick coat, dressed in a knitted sweater, and walked to the desk to take a sip of hot tea. He put down the tea cup, looked back at the screen on the TV, and saw his father was watching "Appearance E.T" again, he couldn't help saying: "Aliens don't look like this."

Xu Yan rolled his eyes and asked his son: "Have you seen aliens? Tell me, what do aliens look like?"

Xu Qian remained silent.

Xu Yan said again: "Daddy liked watching movies when I was a kid, but your grandpa didn't allow me to watch them, saying that watching movies delayed my study. Good guy, now I am in charge of Xu's family, and your grandpa finally doesn't care about me. , I still need your discipline?"

When Xu Qian heard his father's words, he realized the truth that children cannot be suppressed too hard when they are young, otherwise they will rebound very much when they grow up.

His father is a living example.

Xu Qian went to take a shower, and after taking a shower, he wore his own long-sleeved trousers pajamas and went to bed. He lay obediently, turned off the light in the room, and heard Xu Yan say: "Turn on the light, turn off the light and watch TV and hurt your eyes!"

Xu Qian: "It's easy to mature prematurely when you sleep with the light on, so you can think about your son anyway."

Xu Yan suspected that Xu Qian was lying to him. He said, "Who is telling you the truth? Did you blame me?"

Xu Qian said: "When I was a kid, I was afraid of the dark and wanted to turn on the lights to sleep. That's how you told me."

Xu Yan: "Is there?"

Xu Qian didn't bother to talk to him.

Xu Yan didn't insist on turning on the light anymore, so she squinted her eyes, staring at the TV like a TV addict. Seeing the touching plot, I couldn't help but wiped tears.

Xu Qian heard the movement of his father pulling a paper and wiping his nose. He was a little unable to sleep, so he opened his eyes and said, "Father, the ancestral hall of the Han family has been built, and the ancestral hall will be officially opened on the twelfth lunar month. rice."

After hearing this, Xu Yan asked without hesitation: "Are you rich?" Go if you have money, but don't go if you don't. Kunlun Xu Family is such a snob.

Xu Qian was choked for a while without speaking.

After a while, he said, "The second daughter of the Han family opened Gui Yijian today."

Xu Yan looked back abruptly, staring at his son who was sleeping well, and asked suspiciously: "Are you serious?"

Xu Qian nodded.

Xu Yan fell silent and stopped talking.

The Guiyi Sword is actually the heirloom sword of the Xu family in Kunlun. It is spiritual and recognizes the master. Six hundred years ago, the ancestor of the Xu family in Kunlun had set a rule before he died. If he met a woman who could successfully get Gui Yijian out of the sheath, he would marry that woman as the mistress of the Xu family.

The old ancestor never got married in his entire life, because he never met such a woman until he died.

In fact, no one takes seriously the rules set by the founder of the mountain before his death. Because in this world, the only people who have really used the Guiyi Sword are the founders of the mountain.

Before his death, the founder of the mountain gave Gui Yijian to his only disciple, the second generation of Patriarch. But the Patriarch did not get Gui Yijian's approval, and he simply couldn't get Gui Yijian out of its sheath.

This is why when the second generation ancestor is mentioned in the history books, he always mentioned that he would carry a sword when he went out, but he never drew a sword. At that time, people still speculated that if the sword did not go out of the sheath, it would be bad luck that day.

But the truth is actually very simple, the non-second-generation Patriarch does not draw the sword easily, it is that he cannot draw the sword at all!

The second-generation Patriarch died unexpectedly while he was in the West, and Gui Yijian's whereabouts were also unknown. Therefore, after six hundred years of time passed, the Xu family did not take this rule seriously.

So when Xu Yan heard Xu Qian's words, his first reaction was surprise.

Seeing Xu Qian nodding his head, he suddenly exclaimed: "Damn! So, besides our ancestors, there are really people who can successfully draw the Gui Yi sword!"

"Son, can you draw this sword out?" Xu Yan got up and took the sword, handed it to the bed, and asked Xu Qian to show him the sword drawing.

"Boring." Xu Qian rolled his eyes very helplessly, then sat up, took the sword, and pulled it out without much effort.

As soon as the blood-red slender sword body appeared, the air in the entire room seemed to become dry and thin.

That sword is a bit evil, it seems to be able to absorb heat from the air.

Xu Qian also noticed that, he closed the Gui Yi sword again, then threw it to Xu Yan, and said, "Try it yourself." Xu Qian believed that every Patriarch and heir of the Xu family could pull the Gui Yi sword.

Xu Yan held the pious heart, held the hilt with his right hand, and pulled it outward.

Ok?

Nothing!

Xu Yan didn't believe in evil, so he tried again, this time the Gui Yijian still didn't respond.

Xu Yan blushed.

Xu Qian also showed a weird expression. He looked at his father suspiciously, thinking that Xu Yan was playing mystery. Xu Qian couldn't help asking: "Father, are you kidding me on purpose?"

Xu Yan shook his head, flushed with a handsome uncle's face, and said very decadently: "This thing really recognizes people. He recognizes you, but doesn't recognize me." After that, Xu Yan felt sour in his heart and muttered: "I have never seen such a lack of eyesight, who have recognized his son, why not recognize Laozi?"

Xu Qian felt that this matter was very evil.

He sat up, holding Guiyijian, and said thoughtfully: "The ancestor of the mountain can open Guiyijian, but the second generation Patriarch can't. I can open Guiyijian, but my father can't..."

Xu Yan was expecting his son to guess the truth about how this Guiyi Sword treats people differently. He curiously asked, "Then you think, why does this Guiyi Sword treat people differently?"

Xu Qian touched the sword with a finger, and came to a serious conclusion, saying: "Maybe the condition for recognizing the master of the sword is not ability, but character."

Xu Yan: "..."

Is there anyone who scolds his father so roundly?

Xu Qian reminded Xu Yan: "Remember to go to Han's house for dinner on the twelfth lunar month."

Xu Yan never recovered, and muttered disgustingly: "Do you know how valuable my time is? I count money by second!"

Xu Qian reminded him: "You must listen to your ancestors, the Han family is your future relatives." Xu Qian told his father: "Now you are posing in front of your in-laws, and when you are about to talk about marriage, you have to kneel. Become a grandson for someone else."

Xu Yan twitched his lips, "You little baby is not ashamed to say this."

Xu Qian didn't say a word.

To be honest, he was only eight years old, he hadn't gotten to know about feelings, and he had no other thoughts on Han Jun. He simply felt that the ancestor Kaishan was a god, and the ancestor's group training should be listened to.

So, from now on, the second young lady of the Han family will be his child bride.

Seeing that his son was so hasty, Xu Yan decided on his lifelong event, saying that you are really a fan of the ancestor. He couldn't help asking curiously: "Does the second young lady of the Han family look good?"

Xu Qian's mind came up with Han Jun's appearance and said, "I forgot what she looked like, but the Rubik's Cube is very good."

Hearing this, Xu Yan felt that the world was unfair.

Xu Qian didn't even remember what the other party's female doll looked like. He only remembered that the other party would play Rubik's Cube, which meant that he was lonely. But God prefers him and gave him a wife.

Xu Yan thought of the **** hard years of pursuing Xu Qian, and couldn't help feeling full of sadness.

Different fate with the same surname!

-

It is getting colder and colder, and it is the twelfth lunar month.

By the twelfth lunar month, the atmosphere of the Han family became beaming.

The fact that Han Yueyun was going to marry his daughter had long been spread, and it coincided with the transfer order of Han Yueyun's high promotion. He had to set off to Kyoto in the next few years, and he was going to Kyoto to show his grand plans.

Double happiness is coming, can the Han family not be lively?

The wedding of Han Wangwang and Jiang Zhen is scheduled for the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month. Han Wangwang is considered to be married away, so this wedding banquet for her daughter must be held on the fifth day.

According to the custom of marrying daughters here in Sunshine City, when the Han family married their daughter on the fifth day of the fifth day, the banquet will be arranged on the night of the fourth day. On the morning of the fifth day of the fifth day, the southern men's greeter team must arrive at the woman's home and pick up the bride, so that it is considered to be a daughter.

Both Han Zhan and Song Ci had to give gifts. Early in the morning of the fourth day, the family arrived in Sunshine City to attend the wedding banquet. On this day, Han Yueyun and Lin Jiao'e both dressed very grandly.

Han Yueyun put on a smoky gray three-piece suit tailored for him, with a vest and shirt as the base, and a pair of fireworks on his chest. The smoky-grey light-colored suit concealed his serious and iron-blooded side a bit, revealing some softness.

On the day when his daughter was married, the father, no matter how rigorous and strict he was, would not give up.

Lin Jiao'e was wearing a light blue dress, a pure white warm coat over her body, and a red firework on her chest. She was dressed ceremoniously, with a smile on her face. She gave a smile to everybody, beaming with joy.

At the dinner party the night before, Han Wangwang, as a bride-to-be, needed to come out to meet the guests. He also had to offer tea to every guest who came to the wedding banquet, which was regarded as the care and care for her natal relatives and uncles over the years.

After serving the tea, the guests will put some good meanings in the tea cups. Putting a peanut in a child means that the bride will give birth to a child early, and putting a flower means that the bride has always been beautiful and beautiful.

Most adults will put some less expensive gifts, such as earrings, bracelets or red envelopes.

After serving the tea, Han Wangwang had to wait for more than ten minutes to take away the teacup. No matter what you put in the teacup, as long as it has a good meaning, she will say thank you.

Upon receiving the table of Song Porcelain, Han Wangwang saw a long gift box on Song Porcelain’s cup. The box contained the pearl necklace that Song Porcelain bought at the auction some time ago.

There were two gold bars in Han Zhan's cup.

Han Wangwang looked at those things, couldn't laugh or cry, and was moved. "Little cousin, little cousin, I love you!" Before getting married, Han Wangwang couldn't help crying again.

Han Zhan heard Han Wangwang's choking voice, thinking that his daughter would marry in the future, his heart was sour, and his eyes were red.

But Han Zhan soon recovered and said to Han Wangwang, "Go and greet others, we are a family, you don't have to be polite."

"Ok."

Song Ci stared at Han Wangwang’s busy figure and sighed: “Now I still clearly remember the scene when I met Wangwang for the first time. She had small dirty braids all over her head, and she was wearing a nightclub hip-hop coat, and she wrote all over her body. "I'm very rebellious." In a blink of an eye, the little girl is married."

Han Zhan thought of something more interesting, laughed, and said, "You still regarded Wangwang as my ambiguous object, remember?"

Song Ci blushed by Han Zhan, "Don't say it."

After having a dinner, Han Zhan took Song Ci to visit the father of the statement. After the old man had a stroke that year, he was healed by Mo Fengying from the Mo family. Now he is well maintained and his body is recovering well.

They stayed at the old man's house until nine o'clock before they went back to the hotel to rest. Early the next morning, Song Ci and Han Zhan got up early and went to Han Yueyun's house with the baby.

Almost all the relatives arrived and were eating breakfast.

After having breakfast, not long after waiting, I received a call saying that the welcoming team had arrived in Sunsin City and was rushing to Han's side.

Hearing that the bridegroom was coming, a group of relatives immediately became busy, some were busy preparing the bench to block the door, and some began to prepare the props to make things difficult for Jiang Zhen.

Han Wangwang stayed in the room, wearing go-out yarn. Hearing the movement downstairs, he asked Song Ci: "Aunt Xiaobiao, if you said they made things too hard, Jiang Zhen turned his head and went back. Wouldn't I be successful? A joke?"

Han Wangwang was nervous before marriage and started to think about it. For a while, he felt that Jiang Zhen would regret the marriage, and then he felt that he was dreaming.

Song Ci was amused by Han Wangwang’s words. She teased Han Wangwang: "If you really want to go back, then I will go to Wangdongcheng to beat him up and introduce you to a more handsome guy! Look, how about our Mr. President , He is still single now."

Han Wangwang hurriedly said, "Aunt Xiaobiao, just shut up."

Seeing Han Wangwang's frustration again, Song Ci laughed in a low voice. She walked up to Han Wangwang and sat down, held Han Wangwang’s hand, and told her: "It is normal to be nervous before marriage. Wangwang, Jiang Zhen is a good man, and you are also a good girl. You got married because of love. This is comparable. Those couples who have been married for a lifetime are much stronger."

"I know that changing from an innocent little girl to a woman overnight is indeed an unacceptable thing. But as long as you think about it, for the rest of your life, you can talk to your favorite person. Living together, these discomforts and tensions will disappear."

Han Wangwang was confirmed by Song Ci. She held Song Ci’s hand instead and said, “I am, I’m just a little scared. If every couple is like you and your little cousin, it’s fine. But I also I'm afraid, I am a lawyer. Every day, couples come to us to file a divorce lawsuit. After understanding, we will find that many couples who now strongly demand divorce were once lovers of vigorous vows.

"Love will be weak for a long time. I'm so afraid that after a long time, Jiang Zhen hates me, and I hate him." Han Wangwang lowered his head and frowned and said: "If love can always be in love, then The side is ready."

Song Ci nodded Han Wangwang's nose and said, "Thinking about it again! Beibei divorced Li Li because Aunt Li was making trouble. You are married to Jiang Zhen and you are the mistress of the Jiang family. What can happen if you decide?"

"You look like a blessed one, you will be able to go smoothly in your life, with good feelings and good career."

Han Wangwang felt relieved after hearing Song Ci's words.

When the two were talking, they heard the sound of electronic firecrackers outside the door.

Nowadays, the nationwide ban on firecrackers and firecrackers cannot take the lead in violation of regulations. Therefore, on big days like marriage, electronic firecrackers can only be used instead.

Han Wangwang subconsciously got up and looked out of the small building, but Song Ci grabbed him. "You are a bride, you should be more reserved!"

Han Wangwang was wearing socks and cotton shoes at his feet. The high heels were hidden by Song Ci, and Jiang Zhen had to find them later.

She stomped the cotton shoes on the bottom of her feet and said impatiently: "I haven't seen him for several days, so I just glanced at him at the window."

"No way!"

Song Ci grabbed Han Wangwang, and she said, "I will help you take a look."

Song Ci walked to the window and took a video with her mobile phone to show Han Wangwang. Han Wangwang watched the video and saw that Jiang Zhen and the best man group were stopped by family and friends to make things difficult. The others were blocked by others, so he didn't know what they looked like.

"Forget it, I won't watch it."

Han Wangwang put down his phone and quietly waited for Jiang Zhen to come and marry her.

Downstairs, Jiang Zhen and his best man were all stopped.

There are five long benches at the front door of the Han's house, which are old-fashioned solid wood benches, and I don't know where they got them.

Han Yueyun's subordinates said to Jiang Zhen: "Xiao Jiang, the five benches in front of you are the levels we set up for you. Every time you pass the level, we will remove one bench."

"Hey, the customs clearance failed, and it delayed the auspicious time to marry the bride, so don't blame me."

Jiang Zhen knew that welcoming relatives was not so easy.

He glanced upstairs and saw Han Wangwang's window was open, but he couldn't see Han Wangwang's person. "All right, Uncle Zhang, if you have any questions, just ask."

Uncle Zhang looked at his watch and said to Jiang Zhen, "What dragon has a back sail on its back?"

Jiang Zhen: "?"

What?

What the hell?

Jiang Zhen had a miserable life when he was a child. He exhausted all his energy to survive every day. He never had a chance to read a book or cartoon about dinosaurs.

Later, when he grew up, he was busy starting a company to make money, busy taking revenge, and was completely disinterested in creatures like dinosaurs.

Therefore, when he heard this very simple question for the children, Jiang Zhen couldn't tell the answer.

The best man group behind Jiang Zhen was about to speak when he heard Uncle Zhang say: "Hey! Can't remind me, we won't withdraw this bench after reminding."

Jiang Zhen conceded directly and said, "Uncle Zhang, I really don't know about that, or would you give me some punishment and remove this bench?"

Seeing Jiang Zhen's sincere attitude, Uncle Zhang nodded and agreed.

A group of little boys watching the excitement just stuck out their tongues and said to Jiang Zhen grinningly: "The groom is really stupid! It's Spinosaurus!"

Being ridiculed by a group of kids for being'silly', Jiang Zhen blushed.

"Come on, drink a glass of water." Uncle Zhang handed Jiang Zhen a glass of water he had prepared.

As soon as Jiang Zhen took the glass, he smelled the sour smell in the glass. He took a sip, and was suddenly stunned by the acid.

This stuff....

Jiang Zhen asked Uncle Zhang strangely: "Uncle Zhang, is this... lemon juice?"

Uncle Zhang laughed and admitted readily, "Yes, six lemons squeeze out such a glass of water, Xiao Jiang, you have to show sincerity if you want us to withdraw from the bench."

Jiang Zhen made enough mental preparations, and then closed his eyes and poured the glass of lemon juice.

When he saw him, he said to drink, and the best man behind him grinned, feeling that his entire mouth was sour. Jiang Zhen put down the cup, his brows and nose were frowning.

He stood there, and after a while he came back to life.

Jiang Zhen's mouth was already sour and bitter, but he still had to smile and say to Uncle Zhang and the others: "Uncle Zhang, please take off the bench."

Uncle Zhang said: "Xiaojiang, treat Xi girl better in the future. You make her feel wronged and let her down. Her heart is just like the lemon juice you drank, so sour."

Jiang Zhen understood what Uncle Zhang meant, and he promised: "Uncle Zhang, don't worry, in the future, I will eat the sour and bitter, and give her the sweet fragrance."

A woman behind smiled and said, "The mouth is sweet."

Jiang Zhen said with ignorance of his conscience: "It's lemon sweet."

Everyone: "..."

Sweet hammer!

Uncle Zhang removed the bench and asked the second question.

"The second question, which three kinds of animals have the highest superimposition?"

Jiang Zhen: "..."

What are these problems?

Jiang Zhen thought for a while and asked hesitantly: "Giraffe?"

Uncle Zhang: "Wrong!"

Jiang Zhen asked without shame: "What is the correct answer?"

Uncle Zhang: "Pig, she-wolf, hornet!"

Jiang Zhen: "..."

God **** Everest!

"I surrender."

Uncle Zhang asked the aunt next to her to prepare hair removal stickers in advance, and said to Jiang Zhen: "Put up the trouser legs!"

Jiang Zhen honestly lifted the trouser legs, Uncle Zhang put the depilatory paste on Jiang Zhen's leg, and then tore it mercilessly!

Jiang Zhen was shivering again.

"The third question, where is your mother-in-law the biggest?"

Jiang Zhen answered quickly this time: "Broad-minded!"

Uncle Zhang glanced at him quite unexpectedly, then snorted: "The brain is still bright."

"The fourth question, where is your husband the darkest!"

These two questions are linked together, and when you encounter the clumsy brain, you may answer one sentence after opening your mouth: the heart is the darkest!

But Jiang Zhen's mind is clear, he said without thinking: "Hair is the darkest!"

Standing behind the crowd, Han Yueyun subconsciously touched his bluish-black hair, saying that this hair dye cream is indeed good, and it is especially natural after dyeing.

"The fifth question, your mother-in-law and your daughter-in-law fell into the water at the same time, who would you save?"

Jiang Zhen remained speechless.

He escaped the question of whom you saved when your mother and your daughter-in-law fell into the water at the same time, but he did not escape the question of whom you saved when your mother-in-law and your daughter-in-law fell into the water at the same time.

After Zhang Shu asked, he looked at Jiang Zhen quite proudly.

No one can answer this question at all.

Any answer is a mistake.

But after a few seconds of silence, Jiang Zhen said, "My wife."

Uncle Zhang squinted at him and said with a meaningful threat: "Boy, can you figure it out clearly? You said something wrong, be careful of being beaten."

Jiang Zhen showed a wise smile. He said: "My old husband is physically strong, can fly a plane and dive, and my mother-in-law can't save me."

Uncle Zhang: "..."

Worthy of being a business man, this flattery is a good shot.

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There is no two more, the title says one, because one chapter can't finish the content of marriage