City: I was reborn and became the top rich second generation

"Being able to put Lin Xuewen on the ground, my dear grandson, have you ever practiced?"

Zhou Xing had no way to explain the system in front of Zhou Dingshan, so he could only reply: "That's right, Grandpa, I practiced with a master who passed on martial arts when I was very young. The master said that my talent is not bad. It’s been almost ten years now.”

After hearing this, Zhou Dingshan stroked the beard on his chin with satisfaction: "It seems that Nizi still listened to some of my words, and didn't forget what I said. Although today is different from the past, we can use it, but we can't. .”

Zhou Xing was stunned. Originally, he wanted to pull Zhou Jianping out to take the blame, but he was still here, dissolving part of Zhou Dingshan's complaints against him.

He opened his mouth, which was a good thing, so he didn't say anything else.

"Then Lin Xuewen basically didn't survive a few rounds before he got laid down by you. My dear grandson, you probably haven't used your full strength yet, have you?"

Zhou Dingshan looked at him with interest.

"It's still grandpa who is amazing, you can tell at a glance."

Zhou Xing gave a thumbs up and flattered without hesitation.

"That's right, you don't even look at who your grandfather is. When your grandfather was young, Lin Xuewen was nothing but bullshit in my eyes."

Zhou Dingshan snorted rather arrogantly, Zhou Xing's flattery was quite in his heart.

"Then my dear grandson, tell grandpa, how far have you practiced in the past ten years?"

Zhou Dingshan's eyes brightened up.

Zhou Xing thought for a while, and then said: "If I go all out, within three seconds, I will have to kneel on the ground and beg Lin Xuewen not to die."

Chapter 349 In order not to be deceived by a bad woman

"it is good!"

Zhou Dingshan patted Zhou Xing's arm heavily, and said with an excited rosy face: "It's domineering enough, our Zhou family's species should be like this!"

After speaking, he laughed again.

Zhou Xing observed Zhou Dingshan, it seemed that his body was quite healthy, although he was nearly seventy...but he was still full of energy.

Presumably there is nothing wrong with the body, so I was relieved.

But come to think of it.

A character like him, although he is no different from an ordinary little old man in front of him, but... just as he said when he called himself.

Basically, he is equipped with the top medical team, who will check his body regularly and formulate a health regimen at the same time.

Zhou Dingshan got excited, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and took out a box of matches. After lighting the match, he lit the cigarette.

Take a deep breath.

Then a cloud of white smoke sprayed out from the nostrils.

Snapped!

Before Zhou Dingshan took another sip, his grandma slapped him on the head again: "Smoke, smoke, you know how to smoke. It doesn't matter if your old bones are broken, my good grandson is still so young, so he choked him." what to do."

Zhou Dingshan: "..."

Zhou Xing: "..."

Watching Zhou Dingshan put out the cigarette in his hand, Zhou Xing had a slight smile on his brow and eyes, and it was indeed a happy thing to be loved by grandma.

But grandma's love is really too strong.

Zhou Dingshan glanced at grandma with dissatisfaction, and said in a low voice: "Grandson is here, show me some face."

Grandma snorted and refused to answer.

Zhou Xing stood aside and could hear clearly, but he could only pretend that he didn't know anything.

Zhou Dingshan was about to speak, but moved his nose, then looked at the stove, and slapped his thigh: "Oops, the vegetables are burnt!"

There was a sudden panic in the kitchen.

………………

living room.

Zhou Xing and the middle-aged man sat at the Eight Immortals table.

The houses inside are not very luxurious, even from Zhou Xing's perspective, they are a bit shabby.

It is no different from self-built houses in rural areas.

Tables and chairs are a bit old.

The chairs were boxy wooden stools without backrests.

The posters on the walls are also old.

On the table in the distance, there is an old-fashioned radio.

This is already one of the few household appliances except light bulbs.

It seems that Zhou Xing's doubts have been seen.

The middle-aged man explained with a smile: "People of their older generation are used to living in this kind of environment. At the beginning, when they proposed to renovate the place, your grandfather still disagreed, saying that it would be more comfortable to live in this kind of environment. .”

"Your grandfather is also stubborn, and he said what he said. Later, he had no choice but to let him go."

Zhou Xingluan: "So that's the case, Uncle Ji, you know better. I'm ashamed to say that, as my own grandson, I'm the one who doesn't know them the least."

During the conversation with his grandpa and grandma, he finally knew the middle-aged man's name, Ji Yuan.

"It's okay, there will be time and opportunities to slowly understand in the future, and make up for the vacancy in the past 18 years."

Ji Yuan waved his hand casually.

The curtains are drawn.

Wearing an apron, Zhou Dingshan came in with a plate of fat sausages and put them on the table.

Then he wiped his hand on the apron again.

He raised his head and glanced outside, and found that grandma hadn't followed, so he explained to Zhou Xing solemnly: "My dear grandson, today is because of you, grandpa and I are in a good mood, so I don't know as well as your grandma. "

"Usually your grandfather is at home, and that's always the same."

"The men of our Zhou family... have to have such a demeanor. They can't be restrained by mere women. Men are the pillars of the family!"

Zhou Xing smiled: "Grandpa, I understand."

Ji Yuan glanced at Zhou Dingshan helplessly, and wanted to brag in front of his grandson, at least say no in private.

I have been in Zhou Dingshan's house since I was a child, I don't know his family status, and I am not afraid to expose it myself.

But when he saw his grandson for the first time, Ji Yuan didn't say anything.

...............

soon.

The table is full of dazzling dishes.

It's all big fish and big meat.

Grandma first filled Zhou Xing with a large porcelain bowl of rice, then filled it with two steamed buns, and began to sandwich chicken and fish for him.

"My dear grandson, eat more... don't be picky eaters, look at how thin you have become, that kid Zhou Jianping is really good, he knows how to be busy outside and doesn't know how to take good care of his son, when he comes to the capital, I will definitely Talk to him well!"

When Zhou Dingshan heard Zhou Jianping's name, he immediately put the bowl heavily on the table, and snorted: "That Nizi doesn't even care about his parents, who else do you want him to take good care of?"

But grandma glared at Zhou Dingshan directly: "If he can't do it, he's also your seed!"

"Such an unfilial, unkind and unrighteous son, I would rather not have such a child!"

"He can't, you think you can get better!"

Grandma scolded relentlessly: "No one in the capital knows that when you were young, Zhou Dingshan was also a dubious guy, wandering around in these four or nine cities every day, just like blind Liuzi, who was also promiscuous everywhere, don't think I have no idea!"

After Zhou Dingshan heard the words 'flirting with flowers and grass', his lips moved as if the fire of a ball had been extinguished in an instant, and he argued weakly: "It's not that you are young and ignorant, how many years have passed, and you are still talking about this matter, it's so exciting No energy."

"Say more!"

Zhou Dingshan was a little annoyed and said: "Our good grandson is also promiscuous everywhere now, as far as I know, there are more than four or five."

"Cough cough..."

As soon as Zhou Xing took a bite of the rice, he almost choked, why did he suddenly transfer the fire to himself.

Besides, this is not something glorious, there is no need to say it in public, he also wants to save face when he travels around.

Seeing Zhou Xing coughing, grandma quickly patted him on the back, and while helping him calm down, she looked at Zhou Dingshan viciously: "It's all your fault, you are so old, but you still have the nerve to support your grandson, do you look like a grandfather. "

"My good grandson is so young, he still doesn't know how to feel. Let's talk a little more to learn and accumulate some experience, so as not to be deceived by bad women in the future. What's the problem?"

"It's completely different from you, an old bastard, you are a pure playboy!"

Zhou Xing looked at his grandma.

I couldn't help being in awe for a while.

Grandma's words... won his heart deeply. There are not many elders who are so enlightened.

a meal.

Ate for a full two hours.

Although Zhou Dingshan didn't drink, his face was full of spring breeze, extremely happy, and the smile on his face never stopped.

After eating, Ji Yuan also wiped his mouth, got up and said goodbye: "Uncle Zhou, Aunt Zhang... I'll leave first, don't disturb your family to catch up, I'll come back tomorrow."

Zhou Dingshan did not persuade him to stay either.

They are very familiar with each other, just nodded, and Ji Yuan left the courtyard.

Aunt Xu stepped forward to clear the dining table.

Grandma was a little tired, so she went to wash up first.

Only Zhou Dingshan looked at Zhou Xing: "My dear grandson... we are left alone, go to the study with grandpa, let's have a chat."

Chapter 350 Small Gifts

Zhou Xing was taken to the study by Zhou Dingshan.

The study looks very simple... There is only a mahogany desk covered with rice paper, paper, ink, brush and inkstone... all the four treasures of the study are available.

Thinking about it, Zhou Dingshan usually likes to study calligraphy.

Next to the tea table, a few wicker chairs.

Then there is nothing else.

Zhou Dingshan pulled away the rattan chair, sat down, and waved to Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing also sat opposite to Zhou Dingshan.

stab...

The matchbox is lit.

Zhou Dingshan took a deep breath of the cigarette, and slowly exhaled the thick white smoke with enjoyment in his expression.

Under the coercion of grandma.

He couldn't light another cigarette for several hours... This is undoubtedly painful for an old smoker.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Zhou Dingshan didn't rest in his hand, squinting his eyes... and started to boil water.

goo go go go...

soon.

The water in the kettle was steaming.

Zhou Dingshan washed the teacup first, then poured the water in the teacup on the tea pet, and immediately took out a piece of dark brown tea cake from the cabinet beside him.

Carefully break off a piece from the tea cake, throw it into the teapot, and soak it in hot water.

The rich tea aroma permeated the air.

Zhou moved his nose, which was really refreshing.

"Good tea needs to be brewed with good water."