Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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Seeing Grandpa Zhuge's innocent excitement, Yang Zimei couldn't help but want to laugh.

It is said that the older the person, the more he will look like a child. That is not wrong.

Grandpa Zhuge is really not like an old man at all.

"Grandpa, can I go?"

Zhuge Mingzhu asked.

"Of course I can go, and Xiaoyu, all go with the girl! Even if you die, you have to go!"

Grandpa Zhuge said categorically.

"Where to go?"

Suddenly, Zhuge's voice came from outside the door.

Yang Zimei looked out of the door.

I saw Zhu Gezhen in a white suit, holding a few pounds of meat in his hand in a very unqualified manner, and stood suspiciously at the door.

When he saw that Yang Zimei was actually there, the color of surprise was even more obvious. He came in, greeted the old man politely, and then looked at Yang Zimei and asked, "How are you here?"

"Why isn't she here?"

Grandpa Zhuge called out, "Fortunately, she is here, and the old man suddenly realized that there are still many things to do in this life."

"You conquered my grandpa again?"

Zhu Gezhen looked at it with a smile, still like the unruly and unruly blinking peach master.

"Oh, this is not a conquest, it's just finding a peer."

Yang Zimei said with a smile.

"Yes, you are an old **** stick, a little **** stick, indeed you are traveling."

Zhuge Zheng nodded.

"Shit!"

Grandpa Zhuge picked up the feather duster on the table and swept over to Zhuge Zhuan, "Did you say that?

"It was."

Zhuge Yan rolled his eyes slyly and held the meat in front of Grandpa Zhuge. "Grandpa, what kind of meat is this?"

"Wild pork?"

Grandpa Zhuge's focus immediately shifted to the flesh.

"Yeah, it ’s wild pork. I managed to grab you a few pounds."

Zhu Gezhen said with a look of invitation, "I'm so filial to you, you can't beat me, right?"

"Wait until I finish eating wild pork!"

Grandpa Zhuge is too partial to meat.

When there is flesh, he ignores Yang Zimei.

"I'll bake it for you now, or what? I brought the seasoning too."

From his expensive, limited-edition Hermès black bag, Zhu Gezhen worked out bottles and bottles of spices and put them on the table.

Yang Zimei looked sweating.

If the young men and women who are chasing famous brands are seen outside, they will vomit blood. He actually used this bag to fill seasoning bottles and cans.

It is estimated that such a thing can only be done by Zhuge Yu.

"Of course it ’s barbecue now! I have n’t eaten roast pork for a year. While there are so many people today, everyone grills and eats together, it must be delicious!”

Grandpa Zhuge is very interested in Taoism.

"Okay, now I'm going to prepare firewood! Zimei, you can come and help."

Zhuge Ye called Yang Zimei very politely.

"it is good."

Yang Zimei didn't refuse, she thought that barbecue here is also a very interesting thing.

Rong Lanxi was even happier, clapping his palms to pick up dried firewood, and finally pulled out precious medicines planted by Grandpa Zhuge.

However, Grandpa Zhuge didn't care, he patted Ronghe's shoulder and said, "Are you vulgar, can you eat meat? It's best not to eat, lest I want to give you."

"I eat!"

Ronghe rolled his eyes at him, "You can't be so stingy, old gentleman!"

"In the presence of flesh, everything is a cloud!"

Grandpa Zhuge shouted.

Yang Zimei was sweating again.

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[Xi Xi, I wish you all a Happy New Year: Happy New Year's Eve and good luck in the New Year! 】