Quan Shao dotes on his 'wife'

Earlier, five cars drove into the village one after another. The leading black car was driven by Pan Xiangdong. There was no one else in the car except him. The three cars behind were also all black, only the last car was silver. The man was He Chenggong, and an old man with his eyes closed was sitting in the back seat of the car. He seemed to be about the same age as Mr. Pan, and his face was also radiant. Even if he didn't open his eyes, he could see that he was full of energy.

Five cars stopped at the door of Pan's house one after another. Pan Xiangdong, the leader, opened the car door. At the same time, the last He Chenggong also got out of the car, opened the rear car door respectfully, and stretched out his hand to help the old man out. The three cars in the middle The first ones came down were a few strong men in suits. Seeing that they were upright and walking steadily, it was not difficult to guess their identities, they might be soldiers who had undergone rigorous training.

"Chief, please get out of the car!"

Opening the car door, a few men bowed respectfully, even though they bowed, they were still proud.

"Is this the home of Old Pan?"

Four old men who were also full of energy and glowing red came down. Even if they didn't do anything deliberately, they exuded the unique tyrannical aura of the superiors. They were all in their seventies and eighties, and they looked like they were five or sixty years old. One of them The two bodies are still very strong, which shows how heroic they were when they were young.

"I want to see what's going on in the countryside. How long has it been since the old boy went back to the capital to see our old comrades in arms?"

"Go, go in and have a look."

"Old Pantou, labor and capital are here, where did you go?"

"Ha ha"

All of them were still thinking about the same thing without talking, but when they spoke decisively, the five capable old men threw aside 1000 young people and walked into the slightly open door with dirty mouths. Pan Xiangdong congratulated Chenggong and looked at each other At a glance, the former did not follow, but turned his heels to the next door, and the latter gave some instructions to the strong men, and followed helplessly.

"What are you shouting for? I heard your chirping from all the way, and you came as soon as you came. Would labor and capital carry eight sedan chairs to pick you up? Are they all landlords and riches?"

When they stepped through the door, Elder Pan also came out of the main room.

"The labor and management see you as the landlord's old fortune. Damn it, living in such a big house alone is a waste of the country's land."

"The surname is Zheng, I call your grandma"

"Haha, this old Pantou is still as rough and vulgar as ever!"

"Isn't it? When people are old, they are still the same as when they were young."

"Fuck you, you sounded very elegant. I don't know who made the noise just now."

"Ha ha……"

A few old comrades-in-arms started swearing and making noise as soon as they met each other. Don't look at their dog days past and dog days coming, everyone has a bright smile on their faces. People like them are almost considered an endangered species now. Conservation species, the friendship that has continued since the war years is by no means comparable to ordinary feelings.

He Chenggong, who followed behind, has long been used to it. This group of old men are all bandits. One is more tyrannical than the other. He once saw these old monsters fighting for things, but they are all old, and one death is one less, maybe this is one of the reasons why they are so rude and casual, don't make a fuss, they I'm afraid I will take them into the main room and sit down. He Chenggong leaned forward and poured a cup of tea for everyone, and then stepped aside respectfully. .

"Hello, Chief!"

Seeing Mr. Pan, the group immediately straightened their waists and shrunk their stomachs, and performed a standard military salute. Mr. Pan nodded in satisfaction, and raised his hand to return the salute: "Just leave the salute there. Your chiefs can't lose it with me, so you all go back. .”

"This"

Several people looked at the others hesitantly. They were all their guards. How could they leave them?If something happened, they would never have enough heads to chop off.

"Listen to Mr. Pan, when you go back, stop by the town and call me the third child."

Looking at Mr. Pan and then at the guards who were in trouble, one of them said in a concentrated voice that he was none other than the old man of the old Zheng's family, Zheng Hongwen's own grandfather.

"Yes, Chief!"

The guards immediately stood at attention, and the other old men waved their hands one after another. Several guards had to leave temporarily, but they all made up their minds, so they stayed in the guest house in the town and waited for orders. They are too far away.

"Old boy, you have a good life in this little life."

When there were only a few of them left in the main room and congratulated him on success, he raised his eyes to look at the bright and clean main room. One of them picked up a teacup while talking. He picked up the teapot and poured another cup, and watched him pour it for a while and sip it for a while. The other old men couldn't help but picked up the teacup, and a pair of exquisite eyes suddenly appeared. So it turns out that it is really good tea. No wonder Lao He is like that.

"Where did you get this tea?"

After finally drinking enough, Mr. He was not polite to Mr. Pan, and went straight to the point when he opened his mouth. He didn't love anything in his life, he only loved a sip of tea, and he regarded tea as his life.

"Where did this country place come from? Your precious grandson offered it."

I had expected him to be like this for a long time, the old god Pan was holding the teacup, and the next second.

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"You prodigal son of a dog, if you have good tea, you don't first respect labor and capital. What's the use of labor and capital supporting you?"

The teacup in Old He's hand was placed on the table fiercely, his previously warm eyes suddenly widened. Complainingly, he glared at Old Pan, who obviously deliberately slandered him, his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably, but the corners of his mouth could not be bent. Damn, if he is a bitch, what is he?Old pervert, has he scolded his own grandson like this?

"My lord, look at what you said. It's not wrong that I contributed the tea, but what I contributed is just ordinary Longjing. What really makes the tea taste sweeter and refreshing is the water and the way of making the tea. The difference between this tea The reason is that it is boiled, not soaked."

Suppressing the slander in his heart, He Chenggong wanted to cry but had no tears. He didn't believe that his family's old monster could not produce anything, and he must have deliberately tormented him again.

"Who made the tea? Where did the water come from?"

Obviously, Mr. He also knew about it, otherwise his attitude would not have changed so quickly. With such a grandfather, He Chenggong didn't know whether to be thankful or to cry. A handsome face is more bitter than a bitter melon: "Dongzi At the daughter-in-law's house, the tea maker is my Dongzi's third brother-in-law."

My daughter-in-law, who originally wanted to blurt it out, swallowed it abruptly. He is different from Pan Dongzi. Pan Dongzi has Mr. Pan’s approval, and he can be called daughter-in-law anytime, anywhere. His old man doesn’t know the existence of Xiaobudian The reason why he took the risk of being dealt with by Ye Zhou to recruit the old man this time is, of course, for the boss, and also for himself. He wants the little one to show his face in front of the old man first. Okay, but for the time being, he won't let the old man know his relationship with Tianci. Tianci is still young and his ability to withstand pressure is not strong. He is afraid that the old man will be fine. big pressure.

"Dongzi's daughter-in-law? Just Pan Dongzi who doesn't know anything, drinks tea and drinks, and always wastes good things from labor and capital? When did he get a wife?"

Hearing this, Mr. He resolutely stared. Since Pan Dongzi was a child, he has been particularly unwelcome to see him. Every time before he comes to the house, he has to hide his precious tea leaves first, so as not to be stalked by the little bastard again. God knows how much he resented him for throwing away his pot of good tea, and it still hurts him so much.

"What's the old man talking about? My Dongzi can't marry a wife?"

However, hearing him talk about his precious grandson like that, Old Pan gave a sharp look and resolutely quit. Apart from being arrogant and unreasonable, this group of people also took special precautions.

"Marry a woolen man, only your grandson is tall and thick, can a girl fall in love with him? Nonsense!"

It's not Mr. He who went back, but Mr. Zheng, who has been in good shape and has been tall and strong until now. He still complains about it. As long as he thinks of Pan Dongzi not long ago, he dug up all the good seedlings in his family After leaving, he will not only suffer from physical pain, but also have a dull pain in his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys. Is it easy for the regular army to produce a few good seedlings?A dead dog, let's see how he will deal with him during the big military exercise at the end of the year.

"What's the matter? Are you envious or jealous? I tell you, don't you believe me. I won't talk about the appearance of my granddaughter-in-law. She is just like my daughter-in-law when she married me. , When you came, did you see the archway outside, all inside the archway is my granddaughter-in-law's property."

Sweeping away the previous anger, Mr. Pan gave a weird smile, showing off his granddaughter-in-law in all sorts of embarrassing ways.

"Are you willing to show off this industry?"

Mr. Zheng and Mr. He snorted disdainfully, and it was clear that he was in a fight with him. The other three old men were also happy to watch the show, and they didn't have the slightest intention of acting as peacemakers. This is their way of getting along. How bad their relationship is, in fact, only they themselves know, they are suitable for complaining about each other, the more noisy, the better their relationship.

"Really? Old He and Old Zheng, let's not say much else. Since you two are not interested, then don't make any plans for my granddaughter-in-law's property in the future!"

Without any intention of getting angry, Mr. Pan smiled strangely. He wanted to see if this old boy who regards tea as his life and loves orchids can still see Zhouzi's tea garden and mutant orchids. With such disdain, if you cheated their promise now and waited for them to know, they must have a very good face, right?

The two old men are not stupid, just by looking at him, you can tell that there must be something wrong, besides, the vegetables in Happy Farm are so hot, how could they not know, especially Mr. He, he is addicted to that green rice.

"Ahem...Grandpa, don't"

"Shut up for labor and management!"

Pan Laoming pretended to cheat them, He Chenggong looked at them back and forth, coughed twice on purpose to remind his grandfather, but Pan Lao gave a sharp look, and he was so frightened that he had to swallow all the words he was about to say. No way, he can't afford to provoke any of the old monsters sitting here.

"grandfather!"

Just when He Chenggong was so frightened that he lost his temper and the old men were at a stalemate, Pan Xiangdong and Ye Zhou walked in from the outside together. He Chenggong was so excited that he almost didn't run up to hug them and kiss them hard. They came too It's time, if it's later, he will be eaten alive by these old monsters, grandma, these old men are getting more and more perverted one by one, scaring people to death, do you have anything to say, if it weren't for these old perverts, how could he and Pan Xiangdong be born? This little pervert?