"Oh, so straightforward, I like to make friends with straightforward people.

Tsk tsk tsk, is Mo Chenzhou blind? He is willing to divorce such a good wife.

If it were me, just for your looks and your skills, I would worship you every day." Lan Zhan pouted and shook his head, sighing, expressing his deep contempt for Mo Chenzhou.

"Ah, ha..." Mo Chenzhou, who had been riding at full speed and marching day and night to the southwest, suddenly sneezed.

I rubbed my nose. The temperature difference between the southwest and the capital is quite large. Here it is spring-like all year round and the temperature is just right.

He sneezed in this temperature? No, it must be his wife who was nagging him. His wife missed him. This battle had to be fought quickly. He had to go back early. His wife was about to give birth, and he had to stay by her side and wait for his twin babies to be born. Thinking of the twin babies who were about to be born, Mo Chenzhou's eyes were filled with tenderness.

When they were still more than 400 miles away from Fancheng, Mo Chenzhou ordered his troops to stop moving forward.

"Zi'ang, come with me." Mo Chenzhou was always cautious in fighting. Although half of his troops were borrowed from his biological father, he still trusted the people around him the most.

Liang Xing and Tian Ziang have been with him since they were five or six years old. Liang Xing is resourceful.

Tian Ziang was brave and rough, but also meticulous in fighting. Although he was a bit weak in some aspects, he was never vague in fighting. He was a brother that Mo Chenzhou dared to trust with his back. Tian Ziang blocked bullets for him twice on the battlefield.

He didn't know what kind of people were in the team, so he didn't dare to easily hand over his back to him. So he only discussed with Tian Ziang and several officers under him in private about how to fight and how to arrange this battle.

Tian Ziang, holding a straw stick in his mouth, followed Mo Chenzhou to find a deserted place.

"Master, what do you think?" Tian Ziang put his hands on his hips and looked at the endless meadow in front of him.

"First, send two teams of people in plain clothes to go into Fancheng to gather information. We can't advance rashly.

It's only a few hundred miles away from Fancheng, so the other party must have received the news. If we go any further, we will be ambushed and lose more than we gain." Even if he was anxious to go back to see his wife and children, Mo Chenzhou couldn't joke with the lives of his brothers.

"Yeah, that's what I thought too." Tian Ziang said as he spat out the straw stick in his mouth.

"When the news comes back, we will split into three groups. Two of them will expand the encirclement first, and then slowly advance inwards to form a siege.

You lead the others to cover the rear to prevent us from being surrounded. This will help break their encirclement and ambush. In addition, we have to attack them at night when they are least prepared..."

Two people squatted on the ground, holding small wooden sticks and drawing battle plans on the ground.

The people Liang Xing left behind were rushing day and night to catch up with Mo Chenzhou.

In the evening, Fang Qianxue, Zhao Shuang, Wei Yu and Lan Shao, who was wearing an apron, were busy in the kitchen.

Lan Zhan was beside him, asking for advice humbly and studying seriously. With Fang Qianxue's guidance, he also managed to cook two dishes properly.

After finishing, I put my hands on my hips, feeling very proud and accomplished.

“Come on, my dear wife, let’s eat together and try my cooking.” Lan Zhan was in a good mood and went out first with the two dishes he made.

A group of people also followed out carrying the prepared dishes.

The dining area of ​​the Lan family is not a luxurious living room, but more like a canteen with several tables inside. It can be seen that the father and son of the Lan family are not very particular people. Maybe they usually get along well with their brothers.

Lan Zhan placed two plates of food on a round table. "Come on, put the food on the table. Xiaohuan, quickly bring out my good wine." Nan Zhan rolled up his sleeves. With good food, one must drink.

"Everyone, sit down, come and eat together. Our Lanjiabao is a free and hospitable place, without so many rules." Lan Zhan invited Wei Yu and Zhao Shuang to sit down.

Fang Qianxue also motioned for them to sit down. When she was at home, she often ate with them.

The two maids also sat on both sides of Fang Qianxue and served her food. Her belly was so big that it pressed against the edge of the table, so she couldn't even reach the food with her arms.

Xiao Huan brought the wine and bowls and chopsticks, and saw that the table was full of delicious food that she didn't recognize. She squinted her eyes and took a sip. It was fragrant, and her saliva was swirling in her mouth.

"Sit down! Stop pretending. How could I leave you behind?" Seeing Xiaohuan's useless look, Lan Zhan asked Xiaohuan to sit down and eat with him.

"Oh, this is such a delicious dish, I have to have a drink."

Lan Zhan happily poured himself a cup of wine. He raised his glass and said, "My dear wife, since you can't drink alcohol, you can drink tea instead.

I would like to offer you a toast here, and welcome you to visit our Lanjiabao..." He hadn't finished speaking.

"You little rascal, you eat delicious food without calling me daddy. You are an unfilial son. Do you take me seriously?" A man suddenly came in from outside the door and shouted loudly, almost scaring Lan Zhan to drop the wine glass in his hand.

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