Chapter 564: Not going

The white pheasant was busy in the kitchen, and the noodles, suede, and stuffing. Jin Xiaoan did not learn to understand it for a long time. "This is too much trouble."
Bai Yan smiled and said: "The delicious things are not simple. In fact, it is not difficult. It will be familiar if you practice more."
Meng Nan, who was on the side, gave Jin Xiaoan a look. Jin Xiaoan didn't see him at first. When he saw him, Meng Nan's eyes were cramping.
Jin Xiaoan received the signal from the son, coughed and coughed. He asked: "Hu Feng? How can I not see him?"
She was paused in the suede's hand, and then laughed: "The former village recruited, said that he was martial arts high, should not plant land in the village, buried the talent, he felt that there is reason, then went to the army."
Jin Xiaoan and Meng Nan looked at each other and they were all shocked and cast their troops. Hu Feng actually went to the army?
Jin Xiaoan asked again: "Will he come back later?"
Bai Yan smiled and said: "Of course I will come back. Is this still used?"
Meng Nan anxiously asked: "If he does not come back?"
"Impossible!" The smile on the face of the white scorpion, the hand of the mink is getting bigger and bigger, and the skin of a piece of skin is particularly large, and a hole is broken in the middle.
Meng Nan knows that this topic can no longer be continued, otherwise Bai Yan will turn his face.
He made a look at Jin Xiaoan again. Jin Xiaoan asked: "White girl, you and your nephew are so good, it is better to go to Kyoto as well, so you can always see the face."
Bai Yan side eyes swept Jin Xiaoan, and swept Meng Nan, and whispered: "Don't go!"
Meng Nan rushed forward and squeezed Jin Xiaoan, who was learning to make dumplings: "Why? Why not? What is good here?"
Bai Hao smashed the last small dough into a thin skin, put down the rolling pin, and turned to face Meng Nan. He was tall and as tall as Hu Feng. When talking at close range, he needed to look up.
"Here is my home, no matter how good it is, I will stay in my own home, just like you, even if you are away from home, do you have to go home?"
Meng Nandao: "If you don't like this, you will live for one month and live for one month. If you really don't like it, then come back. Maybe you will like Kyoto City?" He thinks no one would dislike Kyoto. The city, where there is more lively, there are the best clothes in Chu, the most gorgeous jewelry, the most lively market, what is the best.
"If you want to open a shop, you can also open in Kyoto. Business must be better than here."
The day is still shaking his head: "Sorry, I don't want to go now, let's talk about it later."
Meng Nan is angry and unwilling. She really doesn't understand. What is she stubborn? Waiting for Hu Feng?
Jin Xiaoan saw the atmosphere become cold, and quickly smirked and pushed the son out: "This is going to go down, you go to the front hall and wait."
When Meng Nan left, Jin Xiaoan returned to the kitchen, and the white scorpion was wrapped in dumplings. The expression on his face was dull, as if nothing had happened at all.
He said to the white: "White girl, my son is also a good intention, don't mind."
The white singer should say: "I know that he is a good intention, and he knows what he thinks in his heart. Jin Xiaoan, after you go back, you can help me to tell him. Some things are forced to come, I hope he can understand. I am far from him, but also good for him. Don't waste any feelings on an impossible person, it is not worth it."
Jin Xiaoan sighed and didn't say anything. It seemed that nothing was necessary.