Chapter 1751

"Luo Ying's younger generation is really out of my expectation. They can also develop" blood essence ", which is comparable to the elixir."

"Xiaoran, have you finished your training? Come down for breakfast Su Fangfei's voice interrupts Meng Ran's thoughts.

Meng Ran is a Leng, a flash, directly into the villa.

"Cousin Fangfei, did you live comfortably in the villa last night?" Meng ran, with a smile on her face.

"Well, my cousin has never lived in such a luxurious villa since she was little. The great kindness of Minister Meng Da is unforgettable to me. "

Su Fangfei laughs at Meng ran.

Meng ran shakes his head and laughs. He can't get used to the term "Minister Meng".

"Well, well, you two have been flirting early in the morning." Just entering the restaurant, song Shuling's angry and strange voice can not be heard.

Su Fangfei vomited her powder tongue, made a face at Meng ran, and then helped song Shuling put up the dishes and chopsticks.

The room was steaming hot. Zhang Tao and others, who had just got up and washed, came with a yawn and did not wake up.

"Mom, what day is today and how do you make dumplings?" Meng ran grabbed a steaming dumpling and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"You child! You don't wash your hands Song Shuling took off her apron and glared at Aizi, and gave him a brain crack.

"Mom I have no dirt and dust on my body. I can't wash my hands... " Meng ran with hands to help forehead, a face helpless way.

"What dust-free, dirt free, full of bacteria, let you eat into the stomach! Stinky boy, I think you are more and more bold, and dare to be stubborn! "

Song Shuling's face is not as fierce as a smile.

"Mom I was wrong I'm going to wash my hands now. "

Meng Ran's mouth a smoke, good men do not fight with women, a generation to rob the immortal Zun, on the spot admit Counseling

"It seems that in the whole world, only aunt Ling can cure our Mencius." Su Fangfei laughs at one sentence, dimple like a flower.

"Mom, you haven't said, why do you have such a troublesome dumpling?"

After washing his hands, Tai ran xianzun habitually wants to grab dumplings with his hands and stuff them into his mouth. However, song Shuling takes his chopsticks and knocks his claws back.

"If it wasn't for your aunt Xiaohui's reminding, I almost forgot that it was new year's day yesterday. It's hard for us to get together and have a reunion dinner. If aunt Xiaohui hadn't helped me last night, I would have been busy until midnight."

Song Shuling explained and asked the people to sit down.

Time flies. In a flash, it is 2011. For Meng Ran's family, because of the Jiangnan incident, the two months have been spent like years, and there is no concept of time.

Now it's also a leisurely time, a family sitting around, eating a steaming dumpling, a warm.

"By the way, what about ningfeixuan? Isn't she still sleeping? " After swallowing a few mouthfuls, Meng ran found that the Lengyan imperial sister did not appear.

"Captain Ning went out early in the morning. It seems that someone came from Yanjing." Song Shuling feeds Longma that little guy, several dumplings, casually said.

"Someone from Yanjing Meng Ran's eyebrows wrinkled, as if he had thought of something. He could not help asking, "Mom, what's the beginning of the lunar calendar today?"

"Yesterday was new year's day, but today should be the fifth day of the lunar month?" Song Shuling has some uncertain ways.

"Hehe, on the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, it seems that song Zhengde, the old fox, has sent someone here."