Rebirth: Degenerate S*ave Abuses Tyrant

Wei Lan settled Luo Wei in the ancestral hall of the Wei family in the city, and walked with the old men to the home of the patriarch of the Wei family in Xuanzhou.

The patriarch also had an impression of that brother Nan back then, so he didn't ask Wei Lan about his life outside these years, and only said to Wei Lan: "It's good to come back. This time, do you want to go?"

Wei Lan said, "I'm not leaving."

At this time, an old man asked Wei Lan, "Brother Nan, is your brother Fu not feeling well?"

"He fell ill on the road," Wei Lan said, "He was running around on the road, and he didn't cultivate well, so the illness didn't get better."

"But I don't think he looks like someone who can stay with you in the valley," the old man Wei said, "The little old man just talked to him. This brother has been educated, and he looks like your son came out of."

Wei Lan knew that no matter how much Luo Wei pretended, he couldn't hide his boyish air.Seeing that these old people were all staring at him, and waiting for his reply, Wei Lan had no choice but to take out the set of arguments that Luo Wei had thought up on the road, "His family is also a big family in the south of the Yangtze River, but his branch There was an accident, and my parents and brothers were gone, so I followed me."

"Then his leg?"

"I accidentally fell and broke it," Wei Lan said, "I just got better, so it's not convenient to walk."

"Have you seen that Brother Fu?" The patriarch asked the old men.

"I've seen it, you're a good brother," said the old man Wei, "as long as you can live with Brother Nan in peace, what else can you ask for? We don't have any jade here now, and we want to make a fortune They will not come to our Xuanzhou either."

The patriarch stopped asking, took out a dusty family tree, and said, "Brother Nan, come and add a name."

Wei Lan said at this moment: "But I can't read."

The old men didn't find it strange that a beggar who left his hometown alone would have no chance to study.

The patriarch acted as a ghostwriter for Wei Lan, and wrote the word Wei Nan on a space in the family tree.

When Wei Lan saw the name on the genealogy, he realized that the Nan in his name was Nan in the southeast, northwest, and it was not Luo Wei who obtained the word Lan for him.Wei Lan thought about it, but still liked the word Luo Wei chose for him, the mountain wind is haze, and Wei Lan always remembered Luo Wei's words at that time.

The patriarch's name was put on the family tree at the patriarch's house, and the patriarch also agreed to Wei Lan's request to live in the valley, so Wei Lan and the old men left the patriarch's house.

"He lives here with his wife," the old man Wei told Wei Lan about the patriarch when he left the patriarch's house, "The sons have all gone out to beg for work, and I don't know when they will come back."

"I will come back," Wei Lan said, "Didn't it mean that fallen leaves return to their roots?"

"Come back when you get old, we old men can't afford to wait," the old man Wei sighed, and made an appointment with Wei Lan to go to the ancestral hall tomorrow morning, take him and Luo Wei to the Qingshan Valley, and left with the other four old friends .

Wei Lan hurried back to the ancestral hall after the five old men left.

The old hall master guarding the ancestral hall saw that Wei Lan had returned, and greeted Wei Lan: "Brother Nan is back."

"Master," Wei Lan stood down and called out to the old hall master.

The old hall master said: "Is the name written on the family tree?"

Wei Lan said, "It's written."

"Then take your brother Fu and go to the incense hall to offer incense to the ancestors," the old hall master said, "I have recognized my ancestors and returned to the clan, so I have to let the ancestors see you two."

"Okay," Wei Lan agreed, and said, "I'll go back to my room to see him first, and I'll take him there in a while."

The old hall master nodded.

When Wei Lan arrived in the room, she found that Luo Wei was not there. Wei Lan panicked all of a sudden. He has arrived in Xuanzhou, so he can't lose this man here, right?I hurried out of the room to look for it, and looked at the courtyards in the ancestral hall, only a few with candlelight, and the others were all dark.

"What's the matter?" Just as Wei Lan was about to find Luo Wei in a bright place, the old hall master came over with a big broom in his hand.

"Brother Fu is not in the room," Wei Lan said calmly, not daring to let the old hall master see that he was impatient.

"He should be in the kitchen," said the old hall master. "He told me he wanted to cook some food, but it might not be ready yet." Then the old hall master said to himself, "How long has it been?" It's time, how did you cook a meal until now?"

Wei Lan hurriedly ran to the kitchen. Luo Wei was cooking. It was like losing Luo Wei. It made Wei Lan panic. He had never seen Luo Wei enter the kitchen. This man would not set the kitchen of this ancestral hall on fire. right?

"Lan," Luo Wei stood in front of the stove in the kitchen, saw Wei Lan coming in, and quickly said to Wei Lan, "I made noodles, you can try it later."

Wei Lan walked to the stove in a few steps, looked into the boiling pot, and said, "Where did the noodles come from? The old hall master gave them?"

"The old hall master gave me flour," Luo Wei said, "I made it myself."

"You can do it?" Wei Lan looked at Luo Wei.

"Why can't I do it?" Luo Wei was a little unhappy when he heard Wei Lan's question, "How useless am I in your heart?"

Wei Lan saw that Luo Wei's face was covered with flour, maybe smoked again, his face looked black and white, so he burst out laughing.

Luo Wei didn't understand why, so he said, "Why are you laughing? I just make you happy by making a meal of noodles?"

Wei Lan wiped Luo Wei's face with her hands, showed her fingers covered in flour, and said, "It's a good face, now it looks like a cat!"

"How did this happen?" Luo Wei hurriedly wiped it with his sleeve.

"Okay," Wei Lan hurriedly pulled Luo Wei's hand, "Aren't you going to take this clothes? Go wash your face, I'll watch here."

There was hot water in the kitchen, and Luo Wei looked at the big pot with noodles worriedly, and said, "Look at it, don't overcook it."

"Okay," Wei Lan said, "I'll see, I'm sure I won't be able to pass."

Only then did Luo Wei step aside and wash his face.

Wei Lan looked at the table in the kitchen. Fortunately, the flour was not scattered everywhere. The leftover flour was still placed in the basin, and everything was cleaned up.

Luo Wei washed his face in a hurry, caring about his noodles. He didn't wipe off the water on his face, so he walked to the stove again, only took a look, and shouted to Wei Lan: "The noodles are ready, Lan , Hurry up and get out of the pot, or it will rot if it is too late!"

The noodle pot was placed on the table, Wei Lan picked out a bowl of noodles for Luo Wei first, and said, "It looks good, you really know how to cook."

Luo Wei brought out another plate of bacon and a plate of pickles mixed with sesame oil from the steamer on the stove, and said, "There is nothing to eat here, only these two salty goods, Lan, you can eat them."

"You did this too?" Wei Lan asked in disbelief.

"There is no one else here except me," Luo Wei put a piece of bacon into Wei Lan's noodle bowl, and said, "Eat quickly, are you hungry too?"

Wei Lan put her head down and ate a piece of noodles with chopsticks. The noodles turned out to be very firm, and the bacon was steamed just right, not stale at all.

"How is it?" Luo Wei asked from the side.

"It's delicious," Wei Lan ate with a big mouthful, and put a chopstick of pickles into his mouth. The pickles were fried by Luo Wei, and they were delicious and crispy in his mouth. Wei Lan smiled at Luo Wei: "I really do I didn't expect the young master to cook."

Luo Wei was satisfied with Wei Lan's delicious food, and said to Wei Lan with a proud expression: "It's just cooking, I can't help it."

Wei Lan said: "Isn't it Junzi Yuanbao?"

"I'm not a gentleman," Luo Wei said, "I'll make it for you in the future."

"No need," Wei Lan said while eating heartily, while feeling sorry for Luo Wei: "You can't be tired, I'll take care of these things."

"You want to plant the land, but also take care of the cooking?" Luo Wei took a bite of the noodles in his bowl. It tasted good, and after a few mouthfuls, he said to Wei Lan: "I'm happy to cook for you, others I still can't eat my craft."

Wei Lan looked at Luo Wei with a smile on her face, and suddenly remembered the word washing hands and making soup.

"I started to giggle again," Luo Wei stuffed a piece of fat bacon into Wei Lan's mouth, "Eat it quickly, the noodles will form lumps if you don't eat them quickly."