My wife is a passerby villain

Situ Nan was wearing a pink apron and was very angry when he passed by the deputy principal's attic and heard An Tong making noise on the third floor.

What little bastard bullied his little ancestor into crying and fussing.

The sound of things being smashed could be heard all the time in the morning, and the sound of curses lingering in the afternoon.

And now he is giggling non-stop.

Xiaoyan can definitely handle this situation and is very keen on handling it.

But Zhongzhou is nearly 900 kilometers from Huainan. It took Xiaoyan half an hour to reach Huainan with all her strength. In order to avoid the snowstorm, she had to go around two provinces before returning to Zhongzhou.

As a result, as soon as she got home, she was helped back to the bedroom by Situ Nan, where she fell down on the bed and still hasn't woken up.

It would definitely be inappropriate for Situ Nan, a grown man himself, to persuade a little girl about her relationship.

But there are more solutions than difficulties. Our ancestors haven't had a meal since last night.

So Situ Nan went to the side hall and opened more than twenty small covers on the red square table.

This is a delicacy he carefully prepared, covering most cuisines. They are all home-cooked dishes made with rare ingredients, but overall they still favor Huainan taste.

Situ Nan smelled it around, then held a white talisman between his fingers, dripped water into it and turned it into a character for "qi". Following the scent, he walked through a small courtyard and entered the attic of the deputy principal.

However, the door opened faster than Situ Nan imagined.

An Tong directly supported the wooden railing and jumped on her feet and shouted: "Is the rice ready?"

Situ Nan was startled and said quickly: "The rice is just cooked. Grandpa, please be careful and don't drop it."

"I'll be fine soon." After An Tong said that, she ran back quickly, changed her clothes and ran downstairs.

Then she followed Situ Nan, taking small swaying steps, almost spinning in the yard.

"Hey, ancestor, if you want that fish, I'll fish it out for you in a tank and take it to your house. Don't drop it."

"Oh, ancestor, that's a wedge for fighting!"

"Alas, ancestors..."

Situ Nan spent a lot of effort before letting this ancestor who was running around in the courtyard sit at the dining table.

An Tong didn't know why, she especially wanted to do a bunch of messy things like a child to calm the restlessness in her heart.

It would be great if Yin Hang could come here with me, it would really be like traveling to ancient times.

Except that the bearded guy next to me is a bit of a show off.

As for Situ Nan, he is not good at serving others, but he has a certain style of attentive service.

Coupled with the fact that An Tong was in a ridiculously good mood, Situ Nan planned to take the opportunity to talk about his next plan.

After thinking for a moment, Situ Nan said in a low voice: "Ancestor, regarding your cultivation..."

"Not today, let's do it tomorrow." An Tong said without raising her head, grunting and grabbing the rice.

"Tomorrow?" Situ Nan suddenly felt a big headache.

Fifty years ago, the Situ family was destroyed in order to survive, and the inheritance was divided into four parts. Currently, each of Situ's four sons holds a share.

If you want to carry out a complete inheritance, all four of Situ's sons must be present.

He originally wanted to take his little ancestor to play around in Zhongzhou for a few days, but tomorrow...

Situ Nan sighed, took out his cell phone, and after hesitating for a moment, made the first call.

"Hello, brother?"

"No, it's not borrowing money..."

"Can you come back tomorrow night? You can't. You're in Donghai? Don't have time?"

"What's the matter? Oh, isn't this what our family has been waiting for for decades...what, is it coming tonight?"

Situ Nan hung up the phone in confusion and muttered "Good brother" in a low voice.

He originally wanted to delay it in front of his little ancestor if he was rejected, but since the eldest brother said he could get it, he got it all.

He then aired a second call.

"Hello, second brother?"

"Yes, it's me."

"No need to fish for me...I didn't light any incense, and I didn't get into trouble."

"Listen to me first. Our family has been looking forward to it for a year...yes, there is time, right? It's tonight, too, okay."

Finally came the third call.

"Hey, fourth brother... don't play outside. You must be home tomorrow night, or I'll break your legs."

An Tong listened to Big Beard finish the phone call and asked him curiously: "Are you the third child in the family?"

"Yes, east, west, north, south,"

"Then, what do you want to teach me?" An Tong bit her chopsticks and glanced at the table, asking with some unfinished thoughts.

"This..." Situ Nan scratched his head, not knowing how to answer for a while.

"Then it mainly depends on what you want to learn." Situ Yan stood aside for a while, and saw that Situ Nan came over after making a phone call. When she looked at the table, she said in surprise: "Where is the food?"

"Isn't this..." Situ Nan pointed to the table, but was stunned and said: "Where is the rice?"

An Tong shrank her neck in embarrassment.

Situ Nan slapped his forehead: "I forgot to clean it up after eating this morning. I'll bring it to you right now."

Situ Nan quickly started clearing the table and ran outside.

After seeing Situ Nan leave, Situ Yan sat next to An Tong and asked with interest: "How are you with your little boyfriend?"

"It's my husband." An Tong emphasized, while continuing to bite her chopsticks and mutter: "He's so stupid."

She said it was stupid, but Situ Yan saw that An Tong's little face was starting to bloom again, and she really didn't know what to say.

The two of them were in the car last night and chatted a little bit.

Situ Yan mainly wanted to tell her to cherish herself,

Love is like a seed. After it is planted, if you love it in the wrong way, it is like nurturing it in the wrong way. What will be the final result?

If we really like each other, then why can't we slowly close the distance, get closer to each other little by little, care for each other, and finally the two hearts really blend together and enter the palace of marriage together? Isn't this good?

After listening to it, An Tong felt it made sense.

Then Situ Yan was about to check and accept her results, but as soon as she mentioned the little brat's name, An Tong started to giggle again.

There was no other way, Situ Yan could only try another way, so she tried to ask: "Do you want to learn something?"

"Yes, I have to work hard. I heard there seems to be an assessment." After An Tong finished speaking, he quickly regretted: "But not tonight, I have other things to do."

"In that case, do you want to learn how to calculate marriage?"

"Marriage?" An Tong was a little stunned.

"Yes, the Situ family has inherited a lot of messy things, including calculating marriages." After Situ Yan finished speaking, she raised her eyebrows and hinted: "You can calculate it for yourself after you learn it. Do you want to learn it?"

However, An Tong's expression became lonely, and she shook her head and said: "If you don't learn, if the calculation is not what I want, I won't believe it. Since the result doesn't make any difference to me, then what does it matter to me?"

After Situ Yan heard this, she felt a little emotional for a moment: "Do you know what the Situ family is based on fortune-telling and divination, and what they have learned over the generations, and finally acquired the inheritance of hundreds of schools, and decorated it as a miscellaneous family?"

"Forehead……"

"That's why... I don't believe it."

"Here comes the meal!" Situ Nan was sweating profusely and ran over with several plates of freshly cooked dishes.

Situ Yan turned her head and asked in a low voice: "Do you know what happened to An Tong? Did you spread the spiritual powder?"

"After you sprinkle it, you should increase the amount." Situ Nan wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "Actually, you were better than her at the beginning... Ahem, cough, cough, here, this is what you like to eat."

After Situ Nan finished speaking, he placed a portion of Mapo Tofu in front of Situ Yan and hid it slightly from An Tong.

Situ Yan looked at the dish, sighed and asked, "What about your favorite food?"

Situ Nan was stunned when he heard this, wiped his apron with his hand, and said with a smile:

"It's still cooking in the pot."