The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Jomo Maple comes down from the horse and does what Heineken says, kicks the sedan door, crosses the fire basin, etc.

By the time the General's Palace was in full court, Hatto, Mr. and Mrs. Ning Mengyao, and Phoenix were already sitting there.

“At an auspicious time to the heavens and the earth. ”

“Worship the heavens and the earth. ”

“Second Bye High Hall. ”

“Couple of goodbyes. ”

Phoenix looked at his son and daughter-in-law in the chapel, and the smile on his face made Phoenix laugh.

After the two of them went to the cave room, Feng looked at Hatu and said with a smile: "Let's go have a drink. ”

“Drink up. ”

The General Palace has a wide network of people, and there are many people here. Not only is there a running water table outside. If the cooks from the nearby Fu Mansion hao hadn't been called here, I'm afraid there would be too many people without making so much food.

They don't know what the water table is like outside, but these things are about to turn upside down in the house.

Many people are Wu generals, speaking loudly, one or two don't think, this person more, Ning Mengyao suddenly felt very noisy, but seeing them this excitement, he swallowed the words to his mouth again.

Joe Mo Feng has come out of the cave and is toasting. For the old gas bars in the barracks, he really has a way. The amount of wine in the bar is not good for these people. No drinking, it's not good. Finally, Joe Tian smoothly blocked these people's wine, so he drank two drinks and went somewhere else.

Despite being blocked from drinking, Joe Mo Feng's head was just a little dizzy. These wines were made in Ning Mengyao's distillery and were still the best. This time he got married, Ning Mengyao was bleeding greatly. Even if the wine was sold outside, it would have been hundreds of thousands of taels. If it had been empty, it would have hurt already.

Ning Mengyao looked at Joe Mo Feng's drunken face and shook his head helplessly. He asked her to bring her soda soup: “Drink the soda soup back to the new room, ignore them and let them make their own mess. ”

“Thank you, Mother.” Joe Mo Feng nodded with a smile and drank the decanting soup with a bowl and was held back by Zhao Mingyu and the others.

Apart from Joe Mo Feng, Joe Mo Feng's small group almost went crazy today. It's good to think that it's Joe Mo Feng who got married without going too far. Otherwise... I wouldn't dare to go on thinking about it.

“Auntie, we're going to play. ”

“Go on.” Ning Mengyao shook his head helplessly.

Today they actually had a lot of shows, campfire parties in the garden, and people who ate and didn't drink went there to play.

Jomo looked at all of this with bright eyes, and the expression on his face was very exciting, and it made people feel very beat up.

This campfire party was prepared by a few children. I'd rather see Yao Mengyao with the excitement of playing with people than say anything. Turn around and go away. She's tired and doesn't want to play with these little lunatics.

Ning Mengyao returned to his room, just washed up and ready to rest. Joe Tianjin pushed the door in, but was also drunk.

The corner of his eyes kept twitching, and Mengyao suddenly wanted to beat this guy to bitterness, one or two not to be spared.

“Yao Yao.” Joe Tian shook herself up and reached out and hugged her.

The smell of wine made Ning Mengyao almost throw people into the pond outside.

“How much did you drink?” How can she not be angry when this man drinks so well and now he drinks like this?

However, Qiao Tianchang never answered Ning Mengyao's words. He fell asleep standing in his arms.

Ning Mengyao pushed twice without pushing people away, his face suddenly didn't look good, this guy came to scold, right?

He tried so hard to get into bed, looked at the reddish cheeks of Qiao Tianjing, rather than dressing him naked appointed by Mengyao, and washed him with water, which helped him put on a clean cover.

After being tortured, I preferred Mengyao's face. It was as ugly as it was supposed to be. How much did this person drink? So much torment didn't even wake people up to torment. This is really...

Reaching out his hand and pinching Joe Tian's smooth face, he preferred Mengyao to say angrily: "If the amount of alcohol is good, it's a mess, right? ”

Joe Tian wrinkled his eyebrows, reached out to hold people in his arms, rubbed them in Ning Mengyao's shoulder socket and then continued sleeping...