The old "woman" glanced at me, smiled, an old man who doesn’t get any oil and salt, old man, I’ve said it’s almost half an hour, you always don’t look at my thin face, you should see it too. Snort for the sake of so many old friends and old friends.
Thinking of this, I glared at Sun Zeming again, and saw this person sitting aside with an embarrassed look. Now, on this occasion, he didn't even dare to let go of a fart and said that he was the grandson in front of the "milk" or "milk". It's a bit thin, and it doesn't seem to be an offensive role now.
However, since my grandfather made it clear that I would represent the Zhang family, the other party would reply back somehow, but the person who responded obviously looked down upon me as a nouveau riche.
"What are you! What qualifications do you have to talk to me like "milk" or "milk"!"
A woman with a clean face, but very well-dressed, patted the table and pointed at me like a Hedong lion roar.
"Didn't I say that, today I represent our Zhang family"
"Master Zhang is dead, right, let you be such a "mao" boy" "What did you just say, say it again."
I interrupted her with a smile and asked in front of the people in the box.
"I mean Master Zhang's dead, right, let's" "Spuffing your mouth is enough."
I interrupted the other party and continued to smile, speaking words that surprised everyone present.
So when everyone didn’t react, Long Qianshou’s child learnt my smile and appeared in front of the woman. He squatted on the table and slapped half of the girl’s teeth in the palm of his hand. There was a "random" dance in the sky, and one of them was even directly nailed to the wall at the far end.
There was silence in the box, until Little Long was cautiously climbed down the table amidst the cries of the victim, bathed in the eyes of almost everyone looking at the monsters and sat down on the sofa chair by the wall behind me. I didn't see how this little bastard came to the table, including myself.
And beside me, the brother of Child Long is handing a new cup of tea with the same smile.
I took the new tea, then smiled and handed the tea with the cup to Mrs. Sun and put it down.
"Lao Madam Sun, I'm really sorry, I'm just an outspoken person, and I'm a bit lenient about the mess just now, so please take care of the elderly."
The old lady Sun still didn't speak, she just glanced at me, then looked at the smiling little friend Long standing beside me, and smiled.
The Sun family quit. Girl Sun wanted to come and she was also a treasure in the family. She slapped her face and saw that she was about to go to the operating table for facial plastic surgery. The chair holder took the chair, and the folding stool took the folding stool. She looked worthy of it. While the family tradition is strict, the people's customs is very strong.
When the kid Long Qianfu saw this shelving, he immediately started to murmur. I guess if he makes a shot, it will be "liquid" cold mg42 shooting "shooting" the audience level. Of course, I am very unhappy in this situation. According to the opinion, the young people fight and scold the streets, and the switchboard knives will be dealt with. If the swords, guns, swords, halberds and machine guns are taken out, it is not the young people fighting and scolding the streets, but committing crimes. "Chaos".
Coincidentally, after all, I am still very patriotic, and I don't see such a mess.
"Okay, don't you feel embarrassed enough!"
At this moment, Mrs. Sun finally spoke.
Seeing the old woman's smile facing me, I sighed in my heart gratifyingly. It seemed that I was slapped in the face, and I didn't make a mistake.
At the same time, Mrs. Sun retracted her hand to clap the table. She stood up and glared at her grandson who was covering her mouth and cursing, then turned to me and nodded slightly.
"On the way here, I have heard about you. I never thought that you would be a descendant of Brother Thirteen, so I brought a whole family of people over to support the unscrupulous grandson."
"There is my surname Lu now, so don't talk about those old things anymore." Helping the old man to re-seat, I smiled at the old lady in front of me: "Speaking of which, Wen Jia's "milk" and "milk", You are good old and strong."
"It's dying early." The old lady waved her hand and said to the man standing behind her: "Take the girl to the hospital and tell the doctor that she fell by herself."
The "Mom" middle-aged man stared at me fiercely, but his mouth was gentle.
"No one is allowed to say anything about today. If you let me know whose mouth is lax, just like the old fool of the Mo family, go underground and wait for my stinky old lady!" said Mrs. Sun Wenshi. After finishing knocking on the table with his hand, "Also, Lao Liu, take the family and go out first. I have something to tell this kid."
"Yes." The middle-aged man swallowed, and when he looked at me again, the hesitation and fear in his eyes were more vicious than before.
When the grandson family in the box was gone, Sun Wen smiled at Lord Bai: "Okay, boy from the Bai family, for your brother’s sake, don’t follow the Zhang family brother to see my old lady. It's ugly."
"There, today I just want to come over and do Qin Ge a favor." When Bai said, he smiled at me, and then respectfully bowed to Sun Wen, "Little brother, leave now."
When Bai Ye left, Sun Wen motioned me to sit on the chair next to her.
"Really, if it wasn't for Brother Zhang and Brother Bai, I really don't believe that you are a descendant of Brother Thirteen." Sun Wen looked at me with a wrinkled old face and smiled: "Looking at you After so long, the more I look at it, the more I look like an old woman, and I am thinking of the bad things in the past."
"Puff" I couldn't help but laugh when I heard the words "Milk" and "Milk", you are also true, do you have to make your grumpy granddaughter suffer before you can tell the younger generation clearly? ."
"Don't talk about the function words with "milk" or "milk". I didn't get mad this time and I didn't just look at the face of the thirteen brothers." Sun Wen stared at my eyes: "The thing I want to see most is you, the baby. The temper is like your grandfather.” At this point, the old woman smiled: “It seems really wrong now. Your cheeks made of tofu and a knife are not like your grandfather. It's like your "milk" or "milk" who hasn't passed the door."
When I heard this, I was smiling with a smile, thinking I was really wronged, if it weren't for your girl to greet my adult, would I find someone to draw her face.
"The Sun family has always been unwilling to suffer. Today is a shame." Sun Wenshi sighed: "Boy, I have seen your girl, a very beautiful girl, but things are already difficult at this point. In the end, Brother Zhang probably didn't want his descendants to marry into the grandson's family, so he asked you to come and deal with my bad old lady."
Of course I know that what the old man said must be all the secrets and complaints of the year, but I can't smile and say that it is true, so I can only pretend to be a grandson and listen.
"These are the grievances of the older generation, and I'm talking about it. Fool Mo sent me a letter before he died. The letter said that the girl's family came, is it true?"
Facing the torch-like gaze of the old lady Sun Wen, I quickly nodded and said yes, thinking that Lord Mo, you always have a big mouth. This kind of thing knows that the less people know the better, but you use surface mail to send the news. It was stabbed for hundreds of miles.