It is approaching noon, heavy rain has stopped, the air is fresh and cool and pleasant.

I promised yesterday that I would like to have hot pot today.

"Xiao Yezi, Meng Meng bullied me!" Nangong Heng walked into the kitchen with a wooden barrel, his hair slightly messy, and frowned.

"Don't slander others, I think you always want to bully him." Ye Ling chuckled.

Nangong Heng was dissatisfied when he heard this: "Where are you from Xiao Yezi?"

"He is a guest, so are you?" Ye Ling asked back.

Nangong Heng smiled and said, "I am the master! But Mengmeng came with her hands empty-handed and was unwilling to milk. What should I do if the baby wants to drink milk tea?"

"I'll go." Ye Ling prepared the hot pot soup base and cooked it. She asked Nangong Heng to cut the vegetables. She took the wooden barrel and walked out.

"Oh, the bucket needs to be washed again! It's dirty!" said Nangong Heng.

"Where is it dirty?" Ye Ling looked at it, it was quite clean.

Nangong Heng said quietly: "That bastard just now covered the bucket on my head..."

Ye Ling heard this, lifted the wooden barrel and then covered Nangong Heng's head with a slightly curled lips: "Is that true?"

Nangong Heng put a wooden barrel on his head and pointed at Ye Ling angrily: "Xiao Yezi, are you looking for a fight?" He himself was not in a hurry to take down the wooden barrel...

"It looks pretty." Ye Ling looked happy, reached out to take off the wooden barrel, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Nangong Heng gently, smiling, "So cute!"

Nangong Heng wanted to have a stern face and pretended to be fierce, but he had no temper in an instant and laughed out loud.

Ye Ling took the washed wooden bucket to the back garden to milk, and Nangong Heng handled the dishes to cook hot pot in the kitchen. This was not the first time he made it, he was already very skilled.

Ye Chen happily pedaled the carriage, left Xiuzhuxuan, and headed towards the back garden. The deer chased after him. Mo Zhu followed him not far or near.

When approaching Wuhua Pavilion, a figure in Moyi sat by the lake.

After being unable to bear it, I felt even more embarrassed in this mansion but could not leave.

The breeze is coming, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, but the back is a bit lonely no matter how you look at it.

Ye Chen rode the car over and Mo Zhu was about to step forward when he saw Meng Qi reaching out and grabbing the antlers on the front of the car. The car parked steadily by the lake.

"Uncle Mengmeng! Uncle Beauty said, you are his younger brother!" Ye Chen looked at Mengmeng curiously.

Meng Qi frowned, nodded, and did not deny it.

Ye Chen got off the car and rushed into Meng Qi's arms.

Meng Yu was a little uncomfortable with the sudden closeness of the child, so he felt a soft little hand reaching into his big hand.

Ye Chen sat on Meng's lap, looked at the rippling lake in front of him, and asked with a smile: "Uncle Mengmeng, what are you looking at?"

Meng Yu thought for a while and said, "Look at the lake."

Ye Chen looked up at Meng Qi, and smiled brightly: "Uncle Meng Meng, you look so good, why don't you smile?"

Meng Yu couldn't explain this problem to a child.

But Ye Chen soon forgot that he met a new uncle and happily talked about something else.

"Uncle Mengmeng, I have a very big snowman! The snowman's belly is a house!" Ye Chen opened his arms and gestured to the maximum.

Meng Yu nodded slightly.

"So it's there!" Ye Chen pointed at a clearing area next to Wuhua Pavilion, "But the snowman is going home now. He has to wait until it snows in winter before he can come to play with me again!"

Meng Yu followed Ye Chen's little hand and glanced at him, unable to imagine what Ye Chen's snowman looked like.

After playing for a while, Ye Chen rubbed his belly: "I'm so hungry! Uncle Mengmeng, let's have a meal! There is a delicious hot pot today! It's hot!"

Hotpot? Meng Yu first heard of it.

Meng Yu held Ye Chen in one hand and Ye Chen's car in the other, and walked towards Xiuzhuxuan.

It feels less embarrassing to have a child in hand.

As soon as I entered the Zhuxuan, I met Nangong Heng head-on.

Meng Qi frowned, but Nangong Heng smiled as if nothing had happened before: "I'm going to find you. Meng Meng, baby, come and have a meal!"

"Uncle Beauty, do you have milk tea?" Ye Chen asked with bright eyes.

"Of course." Nangong Heng nodded.

Meng Yu always felt something was wrong with Nangong Heng. He had never taken advantage of Nangong Heng. He had a very small number of counterattacks, and later he was "very miserable".

When you enter the door, the steaming hot pot makes a gurgling sound, and an attractive fragrance drifts from the air.

"Come on, Mengmeng, you are a distinguished guest, sit here." Nangong Heng pointed at a location.

The three siblings of the Ye family were sitting. As guests, Meng Yu said, "I'm disturbing." Then he sat down.

Ye Chen sat in the exclusive child chair beside Ye Ying, picked up the exquisite milk tea cup in front of him, held it high, and his voice was crisp: "Welcome to Uncle Mengmeng, cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses with a smile, Meng Yu also raised the cup in front of him and touched Ye Chen.

Ye Chen said he wanted to toast, but Meng Yu had never drunk milk tea. Out of honest politeness, he drank it all in one go, just like drinking.

Sweet, fragrant, and then a hot smell spread from the mouth to the stomach!

Meng Wei's whole body was stiff, a trace of water mist appeared in the corners of his eyes, and his body instinctively wanted to cry...

Nangong Heng smiled seriously at Meng Yu: "Meng Meng, is milk tea delicious? My brother specially made it for you!"

Seasoned with high-density chili water, this cup of milk tea is indeed unique! Meng Yu felt like he was about to boil!

This ecstasy feeling made him want to beat Nangong Heng to death immediately! Save it! Beat it to death again!

Meng Yu, who was visiting for the first time, did not bring gifts, felt rude, with the elegance and tenacity in his bones, frowned, closed his mouth, his face stiff, but felt heavier and more and more!

"Uncle Mengmeng, are you uncomfortable?" Ye Chen's face was concerned.

Meng Yu felt that his mouth was about to spit out of fire, so he tried hard to hold his face and shook his head slightly.

Nangong Heng admired Meng Wei's face, curled his lips slightly, got up and walked over, pressed Meng Wei's shoulder with one hand, pinched his chin with the other, forced him to open his mouth, threw a pill into his mouth, and said quietly in his ear: "Meng Meng, you must be good in the future, do you know?"

The pill melts immediately when it enters the mouth, and a cool feeling spreads throughout the limbs and the spicy smell disappears instantly.

Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief, narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at Nangong Heng.

The guest's self-cultivation made him decide to fight with Nangong Heng after dinner!

Hotpot is best for a family to eat, sit around and be lively.

This warmth that belongs to home is very unfamiliar to Meng Qi, because he has never had it before. Every time Nangong Heng picks up food for him, he feels that there is a trap, but he still ate it silently and found that it is really delicious...

The two chicken legs were cooked so crispy that they tasted so good. Nangong Heng picked up one and put it in Ye Chen's small bowl.

"Thank you, Uncle Beauty!" Ye Chen was a polite and good boy.

Another one, Nangong Heng fished it out and put it in a Mengqiu bowl.

Meng Yu was stunned for a moment, and Nangong Heng blinked: "Meng Meng, you should say thank you to the beauty brother."

Meng Yu lowered his head and ate chicken legs gracefully, completely ignoring Nangong Heng.

After dinner, Meng Yu felt that the original embarrassment and restraint had disappeared a lot. The Ye siblings were not too enthusiastic to him, nor were they cold, just like he was a member of this family.

In the open space in the back garden, Nangong Heng and Meng Yu each held their swords and stood opposite each other.

In Nangong Heng's hand is the Ghost Red Sword given by Ye Ling, and in Meng's hand is the Tianxie Sword lent to him by Ye Ling.

It has been three years since the last competition between the two. We are looking forward to this battle.

The three siblings of the Ye family took a baby, a deer and a ferret, and watched the battle next to them.

Watching the two fights, Ye Chen's little face was excited and waved his little hand: "Uncle Beauty, come on! Uncle Mengmeng, come on! Fight!"

Ye Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, and soon discovered that the two of them had a clear lineage of martial arts.

Nangong Heng was at ease and quite calm.

Meng Yu's moves are more sharp.

About half an hour passed, the two separated and the battle ended. Judging from their expressions, they were all normal.

"Who won?" Ye Chen's little face was confused.

"Ask you Uncle Mengmeng." Nangong Heng smiled and put away his sword.

Meng Yu said with a faint expression: "He is my master."

It seems natural that the apprentice cannot beat the master. But his heart to beat the master was very firm. However, it has not been done yet.

"Hey? Is the beauty uncle the master of Uncle Mengmeng?" Ye Chen was surprised, "Why don't I have a master?"

Nangong Heng curled his lips slightly: "Baby, you should also worship me as your teacher! I will let you be the eldest brother!"

"Okay, okay! I am the eldest brother!" Ye Chen clapped his little hands happily.

Meng Qi frowned, and the next moment he heard Nangong Heng say: "Meng Meng, hurry up and go to see your senior brother! You are now the junior brother!"

Meng Qi expressed his refusal and directly changed the topic: "When will we leave?"

"If you want to leave, you will leave, I won't leave!" said Nangong Heng.
To be continued...