Dragon Son-In-Law God Of War

Everyone was shocked when they heard that Vice Mayor Zhou was coming.

You know, this deputy county magistrate Zhou bears the name of the youngest deputy magistrate of Jingzhou, which is not something ordinary people can touch.

Now Yunshan County is changing from county to city, and the original county head has been transferred.

Zhou Jinghong can be said to be the leading figure in Yunshan County.

I heard that this person has a background in Gyeonggi, and he will definitely skyrocket in the future.

This little Yunshan County is just a small springboard for others.

And now Zhou Jinghong wants to come to Diao's family to pay a birthday, this Diao family really has something to offer!

"Congratulations, Brother Diao, it seems that your Diao family is really unstoppable!"

"Patriarch Diao, Yunshan County will rely on your Diao family in the future!"

Everyone started flattering.

Diao Fuwang was suddenly exaggerated, and even lost most of his anger.

"Huh! For the sake of Deputy County Magistrate Zhou's coming, I don't care about your family today. I quickly find a place to sit down by myself and don't talk nonsense at the birthday party for a while!" Diao Fuwang couldn't help but snorted.

After all, Secretary-General Liu is here, for fear of leaving any bad impression on the county.

"Magnolia, your son-in-law hitting my son can't just leave it alone. After the banquet is over, I will ask you to settle the account!"

Diao Haihua glared coldly and quickly greeted Secretary-General Liu to sit down.

And Diao Yulan's family was rushed to the most marginal position, and even some VIPs could not be treated as well, and the table was obviously made up, not even a piece of tablecloth. People around him cast sympathetic glances from time to time.

"It's all you rubbish. On what occasion today would you dare to hit someone? What else would you do besides being able to fight!" Diao Yulan couldn't help complaining as soon as she sat down, and gave Jiang Beichen a wicked look.

Jiang Beichen took care of herself and did not take her words seriously.

"You!" Diao Yulan looked even more angry, wishing to pin the plate on his head.

"Mom, how can you blame Beichen, it is obviously Dalong who is too much!" Wang Xuewu couldn't help but retorted.

"What about overdoing? It's all my mother's family. Compared with our Diao family, what is his humble waste? What if he is a little wronged?" Diao Yulan said with disdain.

Just a lowly door-to-door son-in-law.

Can you compare with her family?

It's not much better than those who are butlers.

"Okay, shut up!" Wang Boren scolded Diao Yulan, "Have you heard that the deputy county magistrate is coming? You can't say a few words less!"

"Huh!" Diao Yulan said angrily, but did not speak.

On the other end, Diao Haihua looked at his watch and quickly said to Secretary-General Liu.

"Secretary-General Liu, did Deputy County Magistrate Zhou say, when will he arrive? Or, can you give me a call?"

Seeing that noon was coming soon, all the guests were hungry.

Secretary-General Liu [August One Chinese Website www.zw-du.me] nodded, and quickly called Zhou Jinghong.

"Deputy Magistrate Zhou went to the province in the morning, and he is still on his way back. It is estimated that he will arrive later, otherwise let's start first!"

Secretary-General Liu hung up the phone and said quickly.

"Okay, let's start!" Diao Fuwang hurriedly spoke at this time. After all, it was not good for the guests to wait.

The birthday feast began.

For Diao Fuwang's 70th birthday, that row of noodles is naturally exquisite.

There are everything on the table, and the chefs specially invited from the city have no good cooking skills.

Not long after the opening of the banquet, the juniors of the Diao family came up to celebrate birthdays.

"Grandpa, my grandson wishes you good luck in the East China Sea and longevity!"

Diao Dalong was the first to come up to pray for birthdays, and at the same time he raised a scroll in his hand, "Grandpa, this is a calligraphy and painting I bought for you from Xuanbao Pavilion in the city, Zheng Banqiao's ink bamboo!"

As he said, the scroll was unfolded, and a delicate ink painting shop was unfolded. The painting was covered with bamboo, pavilions and plants were clean and neat.

"This is Zheng Banqiao's Mozhu?" An expert exclaimed on the spot.

"The bamboo painted by Zheng Banqiao is well-known, and there is even an allusion of'blooming bamboo'. This painting can be called the best!" An old man on the other side couldn't help but speak, "Master Dalong, you may have a lot of paintings. Money?"

"Hi!" Dalong waved his hand quickly, "It's not much, it's only one million yuan, mainly because of the meaning of this painting. My grandfather has two cool sleeves in his life, and the character is noble, just like Mozhu! I am also a sword gift hero! "

"Haha, good! My grandson really understands me, come, grandpa rewards you with a red envelope!"

Diao Fuwang was said to be laughing and hurriedly stuffed a red envelope on Diao Dalong's body.

Inside the red envelope is a card with hundreds of thousands in it.

What he wanted was just a noodle, so naturally he couldn't let his grandson suffer.

"Hehe, a fake painting, it's ridiculous to say that a sword is a gift to a hero!" Jiang Beichen whispered to himself.

He could tell at a glance that the painting was fake, and it was about the same with a bear!

Wang Xuewu was frightened, and quickly covered his mouth, "Husband, don't talk nonsense!"

Let grandpa hear it, it's worth it!

"You trash, shut your mouth if you can't speak, and you can see what is true or false at such a distance!" Diao Yulan really wanted to pick out the trash eyeballs.

"I'm telling the truth. Zheng Banqiao's bamboo has a characteristic, and they are all made in one stroke. Look at his bamboo, trace it back and forth, and you can see that it was copied by a young child, it is simply crude!" Jiang Beichenren Can't help but say.

Wang Boren couldn't help but shook his head, "This child, Dalong, too, is really unreasonable to use a fake painting to deceive the old man!"

"You all shut your mouths! I don't want to listen to you!" Diao Yulan was so angry that the two husbands and sons sang together, really going to make her angry.

After Diao Dalong went down here, other juniors also came up to offer gifts.

The jade pendant, calligraphy and painting, antiques, and thousand-year-old ginseng were all dazzled and envious.

Diao Fuwang laughed from ear to ear, stuffing his red envelopes.

In the end, Diao Dapeng, as the finale, walked up slowly empty-handed, in a proud posture.

"Grandpa, I didn't prepare any gifts today, because I know Grandpa you don't need anything!"

Everyone stayed for a while.

I don't know what the **** is this guy?

Sending birthday gifts is for filial piety, what does it have to do with the old man?

It's just an excuse!

"But I have prepared a special gift for you!" Diao Dapeng suddenly said again.

At this time, even Diao Fuwang was at a loss, wondering what tricks these three grandsons were doing?

"Once you're done with Dapeng, you don't want to betray you. Tell your grandfather the good news!" Diao Haihua couldn't help but laughed and scolded. Obviously, he had already known this in advance.

Diao Dapeng looked around proudly for a week, and then smiled at Diao Fuwang, "Grandpa, my cultural class score has come out, and it is twenty points higher than the score line, and I am applying for the military academy, and I have received the admission notice from the Argentine Military Academy. !"

"What? Agni Military Academy?"

"That's the number one military academy in China! Known as the'Tsinghua University in the Army'!"

"Yes, when you come out of Agni Military Academy, at least it is a school-level start, and the last is a camp!"

Everyone immediately talked about it.

The arrogance on Diao Dapeng's face became stronger, and the group of juniors around was envious.

There is no doubt that Diao Dapeng today is definitely the most dazzling existence among the Diao family.

"Hahaha! Good! My three grandsons are promising. There is an officer in our family. Grandpa is happy!" Diao Fuwang laughed suddenly.

What kind of antique calligraphy and painting are all passing by, and only the younger generations are promising, this is Guangzong Yaozu!

"Brother Diao, congratulations! Your family came out of two officers at once. This is the virtue of the ancestors!" The old man beside him couldn't help but praised, his tone envied.

"Two officers?" Diao Haihua couldn't help frowning.

"Uncle Yu, are you talking about the strength of my elder brother's family?"

"He's a special soldier, his arms are a bit special, he's not an officer, he has no future!" Diao Haihua waved his hand repeatedly with a dismissive expression.