Good Morning Marshal: Adorable Rabbit Sweet Wife Attacks

Quan Xiao pulled Mu Jiaren to kneel down on the cushion, and respectfully kowtowed three times.Then he took the tea, "If you are not filial to your grandson, serve tea to your grandparents."

The old lady's face bloomed with a smile: "Okay, okay." Her eyes kept turning around Mu Jiaren's body.It seems that no matter how I look at it, I can't get enough of this white girl.

She stuffed the red envelope that she had prepared into Mu Jiaren's arms.

The old man pointed to the seat of Quan Xiao's father: "Sit first."

The butler led his servants back out, leaving only the Quan family members in the main hall.

The old man took a sip of tea: "Today you are all coming back because I have something to announce! I am getting old, and our Quan family's century-old family business cannot just be disbanded like this. So in addition to worshiping the ancestors, we have to choose a new one this time. The master of the house is coming!"

Hearing the word Patriarch, many people's backs couldn't help but straighten, and their eyes lit up instantly. No one except the Patriarch knew how much money the Quan family had, how many properties, and real estate they had!

The old man actually wanted to give up his seat?This is a golden opportunity!So whether there is a chance or no chance is gearing up.

Only Quan Xiao is calm about this matter!

If it wasn't for the ten-year sacrifice to ancestors, he wouldn't come back at all.He even caught up with the selection of the Patriarch.

Even during the banquet, everyone's complexion is different. Those who have the opportunity will go to support those who have no opportunity, and those who have no opportunity will find the opportunity to cling to it.

Mu Jiaren looked at the messy Quan family, and asked Quan Xiao in a low voice: "Is it very powerful to be the head of your family?"

Quan Xiao lightly hit Mu Jiaren on the head with his chopsticks: "Even you can see that they are fighting for position, can you not be strong?"

Mu Jiaren glanced at Quan Xiao in disgust, "You know how to mock me in a roundabout way. I haven't settled the score with you yet. I'm going home to worship my ancestors. Why did you bring that woman here? Even your family can see that your wife and concubine are married. What a shame!"

Quan Xiao looked at the group of people who didn't even bother to eat, anyway, he was full of wine and food.

Pulling Mu Jiaren back to her room: "You are ashamed? Why are you ashamed? Everyone can see that you are a wife and she is a concubine. You should be happy. Besides, the old housekeeper, it started with his father. The one in our house has been with grandpa all his life. Even he treats you differently. You are not satisfied yet. "

Although Mu Jiaren felt that what Quan Xiao said was quite reasonable, she still looked at Quan Xiao with her mouth turned upside down, "I am a wife and she is a concubine, so you admit that you have an affair with her." ? I knew it, I knew it!"

Seeing Mu Jia's angry little face flushed, Quan Xiao stroked her hair: "Okay, okay, this is not the tense atmosphere just now, let me make a joke to tease you!"

tease me?Mu Jiaren is already too angry to speak?I really don't know if this is just a joke belonging to the Quan family, only people from the Quan family would find it funny.

On this hard mahogany bed, Mu Jiaren slept with a sore back and aching back, and didn't feel how good the 1000 million bought thing was at all.

Each of them had a black suit, which was prepared by the family a long time ago, because she didn't know that Mu Jiaren would come, so her clothes were made by the tailor overnight by the old housekeeper.

It wasn't until everyone was waiting in the yard that Mu Jia changed her clothes and came out in a hurry.

The second uncle looked at Mu Jiaren's heavy dark circles: "This new daughter-in-law still looks a lot uncomfortable after going home all at once? Or is it that Xiaoer regards ancestor worship as a tourist and wants to take a child back?"

As soon as the second uncle's words fell, everyone around burst into laughter, and Mu Jiaren, who was laughing, felt a little uncomfortable.What Xiaoer, such an imposing name came out of his mouth, it was extremely ugly.

Quan Xiao didn't take it seriously: "Second Uncle is right. As the saying goes, filial piety comes first. As the saying goes, there are three unfilial sons and no descendants. Of course I want to be able to spread branches and leaves for the Quan family. I am usually too busy in the army. Although I came back Worshiping ancestors is also a rare leisure, of course I want to."

Mu Jiaren has been winking at Quan Xiao all the time, obviously she didn't do anything last night, isn't he confirming the reason why she woke up late?

The old man and the old lady came out with the help of their servants, and when they saw the flushed Mu Jiaren, they immediately understood that these people must have regarded the power lord as a stumbling block in their struggle for the position of Patriarch.

The old man shook his head, lowered his head and got into the car.

Worshiping the ancestors means going to the grave. The mighty black car and the black suit of the same style seem to have a heavy feeling.

The Quan family's ancestral grave is on Lingshan.It is a beautiful place, and it is said that it is a rare geomantic treasure. The Quan family was able to prosper from generation to generation because of the blessing of the ancestral tomb.

There are many offshoots of the Quan family, plus the large-scale ancestor worship held once every ten years, and the selection of a new family to live in, all relatives, big and small, were present.

The cars parked at the foot of the mountain were full, and Mu Jiaren held onto Quan Xiao's hand tightly, for fear that someone would accidentally get lost and not find him.

"Marshal, Marshal..."

Mu Jiaren's face darkened in an instant, it was that annoying woman again, she was really lingering, she actually wanted to follow her when she went up the mountain to worship her ancestors, how shameless she was?

Han Lishu was actually wearing the same black clothes, and he looked like a member of the same Quan family.No wonder the old man specially ordered the mountain to be sealed today so she can still come in.

But even Quan Xiao was very surprised when he saw Han Lishu, and never thought that she would chase after him.

Because of Han Lishu's heavy fall yesterday, his face was painted and white tape was pasted on it, Quan Xiao walked up to him.

"Translator Han, why are you here?" Quan Xiao didn't pretend, he was genuinely surprised.

But before Han Lishu could answer, Fifth Uncle had already come over, looked at Han Lishu, and then at Quan Xiao: "Do you know each other?"

This sentence surprised Quan Xiao far more than Han Lishu chasing him, and he looked at Uncle Wu inexplicably.

Uncle Wu smiled: "Li Shu is still your cousin according to her seniority, but it's not considered blood relationship in your generation, but the family relationship can't be broken. I sent her an invitation. Thinking that Li Shu has a heart, she really came."

Mu Jiaren felt that the whole person was not well. At first, she just thought that Han Lishu was just a little translator by Quan Xiao's side, but in an instant, he became a relative, a relative who had no blood relationship.

Oh my god, Han Lishu, are you a monkey-pie douchebag?Make fun of me like this.

Quan Xiao also looked confused, but Han Lishu smiled generously: "They have already gone up the mountain, let's go too."

While they were still struggling with Han Lishu's identity, the large army had already gone a long way.From a distance, the black figure is truly spectacular.

Since it had just rained, even though the road had already been paved with gravel by Quan's family, there was still muddy water washing over from the side.

Mu Jiaren carefully looked at the road under her feet, and went up the mountain carefully.

Quan Xiao was a soldier after all, needless to say his physical strength, and Han Lishu has also been on the battlefield for many years, so this little journey is nothing.