Meng Laoshuai looked outside, and he was so angry that he slapped the table and shook the wine bowl: "You worthless thing, a general who has experienced hundreds of battles, was scared into a rat by a woman, what can I do?"

There is such a cowardly grandson."

Jiang Fan laughed loudly: "They say the love scene is like a battlefield. I think with Brother Meng, the love scene is a hundred times scarier than the battlefield."

The old handsome man could no longer stand the shrinking man outside, so he yelled: "Get out of here!"

General Meng, who was wearing a helmet and armor and had a majestic appearance, entered the room, but the sneer on his face really undermined his majesty.

"Tian, ​​meet the prince..."

"Okay, I just rushed back. Sit down quickly, little Yanzi went to get the wine. I'll be back soon." Meng Lao said handsomely.

As soon as he mentioned Lin Nanyan, Montaigne's big face suddenly turned red.

"This, my grandson is not..."

"No shit, I was 10,000 times stronger than you back then! I think back then, your grandmother was a famous beauty in Yangdu. As soon as I saw it, I fell in love with her and snatched her back with my horse whipped. It's not like you.

You little bear, shivering like a turtle..."

Marshal Meng was in the middle of reprimanding him when a voice suddenly came from him, "Old Immortal, you are so courageous."

Meng Laoshuai's expression was frozen at that moment.

Jiang Fan turned his head and looked around, and saw a tall old lady with silver hair like snow walking in from the door, holding a dragon-head crutch in her hand. Yes, the old lady has arrived.

He quickly stepped forward to greet her and said, "The old lady is well, Jiang Fan is polite."

The old lady had been very familiar with him for a long time, and she patted him on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, you have become a lot stronger. I will compete with grandma tomorrow to see if I have made any progress in martial arts."

Jiang Fan stuck out his tongue, haha, Bibi? Forget it, even though this woman has silver hair like snow now, she was a famous female general in the past. Her cultivation level is not much worse than that of Marshal Meng, and she is the master of the house at home.

, when seeing this, all the juniors have to shrink their necks. Not to mention the juniors, when she gets angry, even Meng, who is so powerful outside, has to kneel down.

Therefore, in fact, the Meng family's henpeck is inherited from ancestors.

Montaigne also came forward respectfully and saluted: "I have met my grandmother."

The old lady hummed: "Sit back and stop listening to that old man's nonsense."

"Yes, yes..."

Meng Laoshuai secretly glared at his grandson, and quickly stood up to open the seat for the old lady, but his hands and feet had nowhere to rest.

"Madam...why are you here?"

Haha... Jiang Fan was speechless. The word "you" is used well, which fully proves the status of the family.

The old lady didn't even look at him and snorted softly: "Old man, how do you feel about bragging?"

Meng Laoshuai's old face was slightly red, and he said sarcastically: "That... just say it casually, just say it casually..."

The old lady snorted and was too lazy to pay attention to him.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"Boy Jiang, why are you here today? Come to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do."

Jiang Fan chuckled and quickly took out a cloth bag from his arms: "It's been a long time since I saw you growing up, and I'm thinking about you. Lishan just happened to have some gadgets, specially brought to honor you."

The old lady nodded and said with satisfaction: "This boy still knows how to talk. Although I know he is telling lies, he still sounds good. Look at each of you, you are vulgar."

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes secretly, "How can I be so dishonest if I know what I'm telling you is a lie?"

But he didn't dare to refute, and said with a smile: "No way, your reputation for running the family has spread to Yangdu. As a grandson, I have great admiration for you. You also know that I am lazy and the worst.

Good at managing a family, haha..."

The old lady smiled and glared at him: "That little mouth is so cute, no wonder girls are so tight."

Then he glanced at Montaigne again: "It's not like that good-for-nothing."

Montaigne lay on his back with a gun, his face full of aggrievedness.

Jiang Fan said, "I really didn't mean it. Brother Tian, ​​I can't help you."

Fortunately, Lin Nanyan, who had just come in, didn't hear this. When he saw the old lady, he smiled happily, dropped the wine and ran over, hugged the old lady's arm and shook her: "Grandma, I miss Xiaoqi so much.

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"Okay, okay." The old lady was obviously very fond of seeing this girl, and her face was full of smiles.

"Girl Lin is the most pleasant, unlike all of you who are vain."

Yes, this time it’s all a lie.

Everyone watched helplessly as Lin Nanyan acted coquettishly with the old lady. The old lady even took off the pearl flowers on her head and gave them to her. This kind of treatment was like heaven and earth.

After a while of commotion, the old lady looked at Jiang Fan with a smile.

"Okay, everyone can make my old man happy. Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Fan was actually a little scared of this old lady, so he had to mutter about going to court.

The old lady was also stunned for a moment and looked him up and down: "Regent and supervisor of the country? Just you?"

Jiang Fan was speechless, why do you look down on others so much?

"What does this girl Wushuang think..."

The old lady frowned and seemed a little confused.

It was not without reason that she dared to call the Empress "Girl". This old lady was actually the biological mother of Ying Wushuang's wet nurse, and she had always respectfully called her her grandmother.

"Yes, yes, you said that I am too lazy to smoke. If she goes out, she can go out. It's okay to let Mr. Meng supervise the country. Why do you have to let me do it? It's so troublesome..."

While he was speaking, the old lady's expression moved slightly. She turned to look at Mr. Meng, "Old man, tell me, who is the biggest in our family?"

Everyone was stunned. We were talking about business, why did you suddenly talk about this?

Meng Laoshuai felt very embarrassed, but he could only say: "Madam is diligent and manages the family well. Naturally, Madam has the final say."

The old lady seemed not to let him go: "Then tell me how you married me in the first place."

In front of his children and grandchildren, the old handsome man scratched his head in embarrassment: "This... madam, family affairs, family affairs..."

The old lady glared: "Just tell me."

Meng Laoshuai just rolled his eyes, but Lin Nanyan chuckled: "I know this. At first, my grandfather's family was full of martial artists, and it was a mess all day long. Later, when I heard that grandma was virtuous, I made up my mind to marry her.

I stay in charge of the house and hang around the door of grandma’s house all day long..."

The old handsome man's face was red with shame. Montaigne couldn't offend anyone. He could only lower his eyebrows and droop his eyes. He didn't dare to look at anyone and just stared at the roasted chicken in front of him, as if he wanted to bring the roasted chicken to life.

Lin Nanyan chirped: "Later, grandma still couldn't stand it, so she simply proposed a martial arts contest to recruit a bride. Then Marshal Meng came on stage to compete, and the result..."

She giggled and said: "I never beat grandma, but grandma let grandpa give him a hand, and he hugged the beauty back. No outsiders noticed this, and they even praised grandpa for his powerful wind sword. Hehe..."

Marshal Meng was so ashamed that he wished he could get into the wine jar.
Chapter completed!