Yun Hao wanted to turn his head over and not look at Zhang Miaoke's smiling face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhao held Zhang Miaoke in his arms, and his face smiled like a peach blossom. It's really an old woman looking at her daughter-in-law, and the more she looks at it, the happier she becomes. It seems that Zhao has the urge to hold Zhang Miaoke in his arms and breastfeed.

How can a daughter-in-law who has not passed the door run to her husband's house, and his mother picks the dowry by herself. Finished! Finished! The old lady's brain was in the water, the agate string hung on Zhang Miaoke's neck, and the sandalwood box also had the surname Zhang. Finished! Finished! The old lady's brain was in sulfuric acid, and the key to the treasury was hung on Zhang Miaoke's belt, with two little followers of Yuan'er and Xin'er. Finished! Finished! Yun Hao felt that the world was spinning, and the world was dark.

There is no way to stay in this home, Yun Hao is going to get some delicious food to make up for the trauma to his heart.

The atmosphere in the backyard was very weird, and Qi Biao and Lai Shun'er had to hold their legs when they walked. The head looks left and right, the eyes never stay in one place, and if you don't steal, you look like a thief.

What are these two doing? Yun Hao crept behind the two rammers, not understanding why the two of them still acted like thieves in their own home. There doesn't seem to be any other place in the backyard except the kitchen. Are they going to eat and steal food? The Yun family's kitchen has always been open to them, and if they want to eat, they can go by themselves, and they still need to steal it?

The two guys looked left and right at the wooden person, and sneaked into the kitchen. Yun Hao found a bench to look at the window, and the two of them walked straight to a jar. He found a clay bowl and poured out the contents. A refreshing aroma of wine immediately filled the entire kitchen.

Yun Hao was furious, and his mother actually stole the liquor that Lao Tzu blended.

In order to treat Li Er's injuries, Yun Hao and Chai Shao distilled a large amount of alcohol. However, these alcohols are basically not directly drinkable, and need to be flavored and blended. Yun Hao, who worked in the liquor factory, left a hand in front of Chai Shao and did not tell Chai Shao about the blending process. In the two days that Lei Laohu was captured, some of the Li family's subordinates drank crookedly because they secretly drank the distilled alcohol. Since then, no one has ever cared about alcohol.

Yun Hao mixed a large jar by himself, and prepared to store it in the shade of the kitchen for a period of time to see the effect. And then find a way to produce it yourself, and most people in these days are drinking thick wine, and there are also drinking mash. This kind of blended liquor is the secret recipe for making money, and it is a big deal with great profits. The Yun family's fortune depends on this thing, but these two rammed goods actually dare to drink secretly, it is really an uncle who can endure it and an aunt who can't bear it.

"Peek at what?" Without waiting for Yun Hao to shout, a soft voice behind him was as beautiful as a yellow warbler. It's not Zhang Miaoke's voice or who is it, Yun Hao was caught off guard. Falling off the bench in one fell swoop, the two guys in the kitchen heard voices outside. Immediately ran out of the kitchen, dragging the old willow tree by the wall. climbed up in three or two clicks, and Yun Hao was dumbfounded. Are you the monkey's brothers?

"Damn, there's Lao Tzu's urine in that wine. If you want to drink it, just fucking drink Lao Tzu's urine. Yun Hao grabbed a lump of mud and shook it fiercely. On the other side of the wall, there was a retching sound.

"Humph! Dare to steal our things, and wait until I go back to see how I fix them. "I heard that those two guys secretly drank their own wine, Zhang Miaoke was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. Holding his waist with his hand, he began to shout at Qi Biao and Lai Shun'er who fled in the shape of a teapot. Footsteps quickly sounded on the other side of the wall, as if something had been knocked over, and someone was snorting.

"Hurry up, it's cold on the ground!" Zhang Miaoke scooped up Yun Hao with both hands, and the fragrance of moon flowers came from his body. It seems that the perfume he has concocted has been poisoned.

"Look at this hand, the monkey is dirty, the monkey is dirty. Xing'er, hurry up and get soap to wash the young master's hands. Zhang Miaoke looked like a good wife, and carried Yun Hao straight to the bedroom.

The child daughters-in-law in the Sui and Tang dynasties were different from later generations, and the child daughters-in-law in the Ming and Qing dynasties were all adopted from childhood. After the husband is an adult, this is the official round house. But the child daughter-in-law in the Sui and Tang dynasties lived with her husband, and she waited for her husband like a child since she was a child. As long as the husband is feasible, he will ...... (Five million words omitted here!) ）

In other words, Yun Hao's bedroom will welcome its own hostess in a month. Yun Hao has to endure the torment of being held by a beautiful woman to sleep every day, but he can't do his best. It's so fucking inhumane!

Let Zhang Miaoke hold her hand, Xing'er has already brought water. It's just that the water seems to be pulled out by well water.

"There's a silver bottle there, and there's hot water in it." Yun Hao pointed to the thermos on the table.

This is Yun Hao begged Chai Shao to find a skilled craftsman and turn the silver into a craftsman. I couldn't get a double-layer insulation sleeve, so I wrapped a layer of white iron sheet on the outside. The middle is filled with fine wood chips. On the mouth of the bottle, cork it again. Coupled with a hollow hairpin, I don't know that I think it's a chic vase.

"There's hot water in there?" Zhang Miaoke was very surprised by this thing, and carefully pulled off the cork. When I saw the heat coming out of it, my eyes lit up.

It was not that there was no silver bottle to hold water in these years, but the Sui Dynasty did not have the concept of double-layer insulation. The water in the silver bottle could only be stored for two or three hours at most, and Yun Hao's silver bottle was obviously much better than what he used now.

In view of the fact that there are many strange things in the Yun family, Zhang Miaoke quickly adapted to this silver bottle. Pour hot water out of it and press Yun Hao's paw into the basin. Picked up a piece of pancreas, wiped it on Yun Hao's hand, and began to rub it. I don't know what the ingredients of this pancreas are, they haven't bubbled at all, and they have a fucking pig smell.

"What the hell?" Yun Hao looked at Zhang Miaoke with some doubts, it was the first time he had seen this thing since he came to Dasui.

"It's called pancreas, and other idlers can't afford it." Before Zhang Miaoke could speak, Xing'er said with a long mouth. There was still a look of disdain on his face, and he looked at Yun Hao as if he was looking at a leopard. didn't have the slightest consciousness to be a minion, Yun Hao was a little puzzled. It stands to reason that Zhang Miaoke married herself, and this apricot can be regarded as a dowry, and his mother actually talked to Lao Tzu like this, aren't you afraid that Lao Tzu will sell you to the Qinglou?

"Apricot!" Zhang Miaoke didn't look up, and said while scrubbing Yun Hao.

"Miss!" Xing'er was very puzzled by Zhang Miaoke's design to marry Yun Hao, and she didn't understand what the young lady was crazy about, and she actually wanted to be a child daughter-in-law? The young master of the martial arts family is handsome and handsome, and he is a young man, why can't he get into the eyes of the young lady? How nice it would be to marry a young lady to a martial artist. I can also serve the young master of the martial family as a dowry......!

"Palm! The young master won't stop, he won't stop! Zhang Miaoke carefully washed his hands for Yun Hao, without a trace of emotion in his voice.