The boss of Fast Travel is not a good person all day long

Jiang Ziya, who had left Kunlun Mountain over there, had nowhere to go. He thought for a long time and suddenly remembered his good friend Song Yiren who had become sworn friends in Chaoge forty years ago.

After thinking about it, it has only been 40 years, and that brother is probably still alive and well. Since he has nowhere to go, Lao Jiang plans to join his good friend Lao Song's family.

He used his earth escape technique and arrived at Songjiazhuang, thirty-five miles away from Chaoge's south gate, at dawn.

Fortunately, he had a good life. Old Songtou is still alive, the courtyard is still the same, and the green willows are still there, just like forty years ago.

Jiang Ziya stepped forward and knocked on the door. A doorman walked out. Before the doorman could speak, he took the lead and asked, "Can your family members be at home?"

"you are?"

"I am his old friend Jiang Ziya, please repay me truthfully."

Jiang Ziya looked slightly arrogant. He had already embarked on the road of cultivating immortals. He was still standing tall at nearly seventy-three years old, while his old friend Song Yiren was an ordinary person. It was thought that he had already entered his twilight years and was old and decrepit.

The doorman couldn't help but look up at him, with a hint of speechlessness in his eyes.

I seriously suspect that this man is mentally ill. He just looks for someone. What the hell is he looking so proud of? Could it be that using servants makes him feel superior to others?

He complained in his heart, but said nothing more. He responded and went back to report.

Song Yiren was settling accounts, but someone interrupted him in the middle of the calculation. He was a little angry and turned to Zhuang Tong with a bad look on his face, "What's the matter?"

"Master, there is a young man at the door who says he is your old friend named Jiang Ziya."

"Jiang Ziya?" Old Song frowned slightly, because he really couldn't remember.

It has been forty years since Jiang Ziya went to the mountain. Even if Old Songtou had a good relationship with him at the beginning, it has become not so good now.

After all, people's hearts change. How many forty years can one's life last?

After pondering for a long time, Old Songtou finally pulled out the memory of Jiang Ziya from his mind. He threw down his account book and hurriedly went out to greet him.

Standing at the door was a young man with a familiar face. Lao Songtou stepped forward, opened his mouth and asked, "Where is your father?"

Jiang Ziya: "..."

"Brother Song, it's me, I'm Jiang Ziya!"

"You kid, don't try to fool me. I have known your father for more than seventy years. How old are you?" Old Songtou glared at him unhappily.

"Hey, Brother Song, I sought Taoism in Kunlun forty years ago. Now that I have entered the immortal path, my face has long been fixed at the age of thirty, so I look younger." Jiang Ziya explained with a little pride.

He has been on the mountain for many years, and has long forgotten all about the world.

So he seemed very incapable of speaking.

However, I don’t have to show off when I return home in fine clothes. Years of hard work are like a blank slate.

Jiang Ziya had no acquaintances in his hometown, so Song Yiren became his best choice for showing off.

Old Man Song naturally heard the pride in his words. As a foreign businessman, he has a very good understanding of the world.

Even if he was dissatisfied in his heart, he would not show it on his face. Instead, he invited Jiang Ziya in very kindly.

"Since my dear brother has already practiced Taoism, are there any taboos regarding food?" Lao Songtou asked with a smile.

"Brother, there's no need to be busy. I'll just have some vegetarian food." Jiang Ziya waved his hand.

"My dear brother, life is really hard these days, can you drink?

I finally see you. Can we two have a drink? "Old Songtou suggested.

"This..." Jiang Ziya hesitated.

He didn't drink alcohol when he was practicing in Kunlun Mountain, so he didn't know if he could drink it now.

Seeing his hesitation, Lao Songtou rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Brother, I heard that gods will also attend the peach banquet to drink and practice. Dear brother, drink less and it won't be a problem!"

When Jiang Ziya heard this, his heart was filled with desire, mainly because he was also a little greedy.

So the two started drinking and chatting.

When Jiang Ziya was almost drunk, Song Yiren suddenly suggested: "Since my dear brother has left Kunlun, why not live in my brother's house? We have a deep love for each other as brothers, so you don't have to look for another place."

Jiang Ziya already had this intention, so he did not hesitate and nodded repeatedly, "Brother, as long as you don't dislike me."

"What is this nonsense!

Of course I won’t dislike you. Speaking of which, you are still alone after so many years. How about I introduce you to a family?

There are three kinds of unfilial piety in this world. The greatest is not having an heir. You should hurry up and leave a son and a half of your daughter. Don’t let the surname Jiang lose its popularity! "

Jiang Ziya waved his hands repeatedly, "I am devoted to cultivating Taoism, but I really have no interest in getting married. Let's discuss this matter later!"

Seeing his resistance to this matter, Song Yiren, who had been hit hard, felt happy and silently took the matter to heart, planning to find him a wife the next day.

Old Songtou's thoughts were too simple. He would give his wife to others when he was angry. Others would be extremely happy.

Early the next morning, he rode his donkey to Majiazhuang to find the horseman.

Jiang Ziya didn't see him the whole day. It wasn't until the afternoon that Old Songtou came back happily.

As soon as I saw him, I congratulated him greatly.

Comrade Lao Jiang was confused, "What kind of happy event are you talking about? How come I don't know anything about it?"

"When you go out today, you happen to meet a destined person who proposes marriage to you. As the saying goes, a person who is destined to travel thousands of miles to meet you does not mean that enemies will never get together..."

"What?"

"Ah, no, I'm bald. Anyway, you two are destined to be together. You are an old bachelor in his seventies, and she is a young lady in her sixties.

What a coincidence! "As he said this, Old Songtou glanced at Jiang Ziya suspiciously and asked, "Don't you dislike his age and want to find someone younger? "

As soon as he said this, Jiang Ziya waved his hands quickly. He was penniless, and his beautiful sister-in-law would go crazy to marry him.

"Brother, I know you are not this kind of person. Let's do this. You are not young anymore. Let's set a date and get married as soon as possible." Old Song patted his shoulder and said.

Jiang Ziya opened his mouth in embarrassment, but in the end he did not say any words of rejection, "Please help me, brother. My brother's kindness will be unforgettable by Ziya."

Song Yiren laughed, "Easy to say!"

He patted Jiang Ziya and stood up to leave. Good guy, those legs and feet are nimble and smoother than Nezha riding a hot wheel.

Jiang Ziya was left alone to sigh. Before he went down the mountain, Tianzun bluntly said that he was still in the mortal world, so it was difficult to achieve enlightenment.

It's fine now. Old man Fa Xiao Song sent his wife directly to him.

Lao Jiang doesn’t want to marry a wife, but Lao Jiang can’t refuse.

.......

In a few days, it was the day for Jiang Ziya to get married.

Bo Jin also found out the news a long time ago and took Da and Tu You Ping to watch the ceremony in the dark.

It can be said to be the first strange marriage in history. Jiang Ziya, who is seventy-two, looks young, and Ma Zhaodi, who is sixty-eight, also looks ageless.

The main reason is that the Ma family is rich and Ma Zhaodi has taken good care of herself. Although she is not as young as Jiang Ziya, she is not much different.

Although she is average-looking, at least she has no wrinkles.

All we can say is that the plot is powerful, and Xiao Ma really got the credit for it.