Chapter 462 My sister-in-law likes to eat meat more than my brother

After turning around twice, Wang Xiulan pulled the fourth girl and asked:

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Tell me in detail, why does your brother always look at your sister-in-law? I think your sister-in-law is well-behaved and good at talking, she works quickly and has good sense, why should your brother take care of her?"

"I didn't say anything bad about my sister-in-law. I just found that she likes to eat meat more than my brother. It's not uncommon to like eating meat. I think you shouldn't worry about it. Anyway, I won't admit it if my brother asks. Why don't you think about it carefully?"

After hearing this, Wang Xiulan carefully recalled how her daughter-in-law's appetite was no less than that of the eldest girl and the look in her eyes when she saw the meat. She gasped in horror and felt that she had done something stupid again, covering her head with her hands.

The daughter-in-law can indeed control her son, but she can also instigate her son to satisfy her appetite and stare at her man bringing things back in broad daylight.

I was just worried about safety, but now, what if the two of them, husband and wife, are all killed together? I don’t know if the coffin of the old Zhang family ancestor is solid enough, but her husband’s grave must be filled with black smoke...

After leaving the house, Bai Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief and instantly became a heroic good friend again, saying with a beaming face:

"Brother, I'm not saying anything bad to you, but you should hang out more while you're still young. I haven't seen those two guys in a long time. What you did is not fair."

"Can you blame me for this? You need to take a nap, and I can't wake you up even if I call you."

Bai Xiaoya's legs went limp after hearing this, and then she became furious and bared her teeth and replied:

"You are so careless. I just want to remember it. Can you get up? You are just an animal..."

"Just talk, why are you touching me? We're not at home."

There was a reason why the two of them hadn't gone out recently. After all, they had just gotten a five-kill and a first kill in the mountains. It would be strange if they could sleep well after returning home. In addition, the two of them were newlyweds and were very passionate. How could they relieve their worries? They were just full of passion...

Bai Xiaoya was actually fine, after all, she didn't do anything from beginning to end. But Zhang Xingwang was different. It took him two full days to calm down. He originally wanted to go out and chat with people in the courtyard to relax, but there was always a fair-skinned and beautiful girl around him who disturbed his mind. He could endure his hot temper and fought the whole game every day until the other party gave up the fight.

The pigeon market is very lively today. The manager is standing at the door smiling so hard that his face seems to be almost stiff. He must be happy about something. It's a rare occasion that the Third Master is also here. He is leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. His body is standing relatively straight, but his neck is a little crooked, like an old crooked tree.

The manager's smile became natural with the arrival of the short-legged daughter-in-law. Then he walked quickly to greet her, walked past Zhang Xingwang without any sense of incongruity, and started chatting with Bai Xiaoya skillfully. The scene was like the reunion of old friends who had not seen each other for many years.

After hearing the noise, the Third Master slowly opened his eyes, nodded at Bai Xiaoya, chuckled with the corners of his mouth raised, and then raised his head to look at the bright moon in the sky.

With his arms holding the pipe, he exuded a fierce aura. The pipe in his arms seemed like a sword that could be drawn at any time. His expression became calm and he said with a stern face as if talking to himself:

"You're here too early!"

Bai Xiaoya casually took the bow and arrow from the steward, put it behind her back, and trotted over. Her childish face was full of seriousness. She stood on tiptoe to look in the direction of the Third Master's gaze, and replied in a serious tone:

"The moon is still in the sky, and good food is never too late!"

The Third Master's momentum suddenly dropped, and his eyes revealed something called desire. After a long sigh, he replied, "I'll go get the pot," and then turned and left. He looked as if he had made up his mind, but Zhang Xingwang felt that even the back of the Third Master was sulking.

Zhang Xingwang looked at his short-legged wife helplessly, moved closer, and said with a suppressed smile:

"One look at the Third Master's expression tells me that he practiced this pose for a long time, and now you have ruined it all with just one sentence. You should be more careful next time. This is the only hobby of the Third Master, and stewed meat is delicious, so you should give him some face."

Bai Xiaoya replied unhappily:

"Come on, I knew it was coming. You three are the most arrogant people in the whole market. One of you has a bad brain, one has a cold leg, and one has a weak arm. What kind of martial arts are you playing with three disabled people? Can't you just drink, eat meat and brag? I'm getting straight to the point!"

"You are being a little disrespectful to me. My master is..."

"Your master hasn't shown up for such a long time, and I haven't seen you worry once. I still haven't seen our wedding. I guess he's not much better than you. Maybe he's too old to walk well, or he's too short of money to be comfortable..."

"Are you not afraid that my master will come out and beat you up?"

Bai Xiaoya curled her lips. With her many years of experience in coaxing the elderly, how could she be afraid of her husband's master? She was still waiting for the master to come out and learn a few tricks. At the very least, she had to make up the red envelope.

"What am I afraid of? If I have to beat you, I'll beat you. There's no reason to beat my apprentice's wife. He still hasn't said anything even after I've said so much. Could it be that I was right?"

As soon as these words came out, the manager could no longer stand, and crossed his legs and asked anxiously:

"Isn't it possible that something really happened to the old Eight-Armed Arhat?"

Seeing the butler's expression of despair, Zhang Xingwang thought for a moment, put on an expression of heartbreak, raised his head and replied sadly:

"He's fine, but he lives too far away, so it's hard to get a letter of introduction, and he's too old to do that."

While saying this, he looked at Bai Xiaoya's "I knew it" expression and added:

"It's true that my legs and feet are not very flexible!"

There was a loud bang and the three turned around to see the Third Master standing not far away with a sad face and the copper pot at his feet still rolling on the ground.

He looked distraught, as if he had just woken up and found that his second brother was missing. It was not until the copper pot stopped moving that the Third Master suddenly came to his senses and his eyes gradually became empty.

After silently picking up the copper pot, he stood with his hands behind his back, took a deep breath, raised his head to the moon and sighed, and said slowly in a desolate and sad tone:

"The hero is old, I only regret that I never met you in your prime. The moon is thousands of miles away, but it doesn't recognize you."

After the Third Master finished speaking, they staggered one by one. The manager felt heartbroken and echoed him muttering to himself.

"It's worth it for us brothers. When we were young, we believed in a man with a big sword. When we grew up, we felt that we should believe in ourselves. But people always change. Our memory has become worse now. It doesn't matter if we can't see him. Just don't forget him."

Zhang Xingwang listened to the two brothers talking in unison and noticed that they were secretly glancing at him. He knew that they were playing a trick on him and replied helplessly:

"My attempt to test the waters has already been successful. If you two can persist for another ten or eight years, you will be able to die with peace of mind."