Chapter 170: Old monsters from various families

Earlier, five cars entered the village one by one. The black car headed by Pan Xiangdong was driven by Pan Xiangdong. The other three cars in the car were all black. Only the last car was silver. He was successful, and in the back seat of the car was an old man with eyes closed, looking as if he was about the same age as Pan Lao, and his face was full of redness. He could shake his spirit even without opening his eyes.
Five cars stopped at the door of Pan's house. Pan Xiangdong, headed by Pan Xiangdong, opened the door. At the same time, the last congratulations also got off the car. He opened the back door respectfully and reached out to help the old man out. In the middle three cars The first to come down were a few strong men in suits. Seeing that they were straight and walking smoothly, it was not difficult to guess their identities. They may be rigorously trained soldiers.
"Head, please get off!"
Pulling the door of the car, a few guys bowed respectfully, and even humbled, they were still arrogant.
"This is Lao Pantou's home?"
Four old men with the same spirits and red faces walked down, even though they didn't do anything deliberately, all over them also exuded the unique and powerful atmosphere of the superiors, one by seventy and eighty, looking like they were fifty or sixty years old, of which One or two of them are still very strong, which shows how heroic they were when they were young.
"I'd like to see what's in the countryside. How long has the old man not returned to Beijing to see us old comrades?"
"Go, look inside."
"Lao Pantou, labor and capital are here. Where did you die?"
"Haha"
I did n’t speak one by one, but I felt decisive and exposed. Five capable old people left a thousand young people in their mouths and walked into the slightly open door. Pan Xiangdonghe successfully confronted each other. At a glance, the former did not keep up, but instead turned around next to the heels, and the latter told the brave men a few words, and could not help but follow.
"What are you shouting? Da Lao Yuan heard your screams, come and come, but you still need to raise the limousine to pick you up? All of them are turned into landlords?"
As they stepped in, Pan Lao also came out of the hall.
"It's the landlord's wealth that the labor and capital see you. Dogs, living in such a big house by yourself is a waste of national land."
"Last name Zheng, my grandma your day"
"Haha, this old Pan head is still rough and vulgar!"
"Well, it's the same as when you were young."
"Going to you, it sounds like you are very elegant. I didn't know who was noisy just now."
"Haha ..."
A few old comrades-in-arms scolded and scolded each other. Don't look at the past of their dog day. Everyone comes with a bright smile on their faces. People like them are almost endangered now. Conserving species, the comradeship that has continued since the war years is by no means an ordinary feeling.
He Chenggong, who is following him, has long been accustomed to this. These old men are all bandits. One is more arrogant than the other. They are mostly deep in front of outsiders. They say nothing, and only with the old comrades-in-arms will reveal their nature. He has also seen these old monsters fight to grab things, but they are all old and one is less dead. Maybe this is one of the reasons why they are so rude and casual. I'm afraid I took them into the hall and sat down. He Chenggong stepped forward to pour a cup of tea for everyone, and then reverently stepped aside, and some of the accompanying strong men came in silently, carrying the salute of the old men. .
"Hello Chief!"
Seeing Pan Lao, the group immediately shrank their waists and performed a standard military salute. Pan Lao nodded with satisfaction and raised his hand to return the salute: "The saluting is all right. You ca n’t lose your head here, all go back . "
"This"
Several hesitantly looked at the others. They were all their guards. How could they leave them? In case something goes wrong, they just don't have enough heads to cut.
"Listen to Pan, when you return, call me the third child in town."
Take a look at Lao Pan and look at the embarrassed guards. One of them conscientiously said that he was not someone else. It was the old man of the old Zheng family and the grandfather of Zheng Hongwen.
"Yes, Chief!"
The guards stood up immediately, and other old men waved one after another. Several guards had to leave temporarily, but they all decided to stay in the town's guest house to stand by. Even if the chief himself ordered it, they did not dare to leave. They are too far.
"Old boy, you've had a good life this little."
After waiting for the success of the couple in the temple room, he raised his eyes and looked at the clear window house. One of them raised a tea cup while talking. Before the old man answered, the talking old man drank several teas, even himself. Lift the teapot full and pour a cup, and watch him sip it for a while. The other old masters couldn't help holding up the tea cups. A pair of superb eyes suddenly appeared. So it was really good tea. No wonder Lao Hehui is like that.
"Where did you get this tea?"
After drinking enough, He Lao was not polite with Pan Lao, and went straight to the subject with one mouth. He loved nothing but tea in his life, just like tea.
"Where can this rural place come from? Your baby grandson contributed."
It had been expected that he would be like this, Pan Lao God was holding a tea cup in the next second.
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"You prodigal son of a dog day, don't respect the labor and capital first if you have good tea, what's the use of labor to support you?"
The tea cup in the hands of He Lao was put on the table fiercely. The eyes that were still gentle before suddenly stared at each other. The difference between the front and back is not huge. The other old men are all waiting for a good show. Only He succeeded. A grieving glance apparently deliberately darkened his old Pan, his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably, but the corners of his mouth could not be bent. Damn, if he were a dog, what would he be? Old pervert, is he like to call his own grandson like this?
"God, look at what you said. It ’s true that I contributed tea, but I only contributed the ordinary Longjing. What really makes the tea more sweet and refreshing is the way water and tea are made. This tea is different. It's because it's cooked, not soaked. "
Holding back his inner belly, He Chenggong wanted to cry without tears. He didn't believe that the old monsters in his family could not stand up to it, he must have deliberately tossed him.
"Who is the tea maker? Where does the water come from?"
Obviously, Lao He also knows, otherwise his attitude will not turn so fast. With such a grandfather, He Chenggong did not know whether to be glad or cry, a handsome face is bitter than bitter gourd: "Dongzi My daughter-in-law's house, it's my son-in-law's third son who cooks tea. "
My wife-in-law who wanted to blurt out and swallowed stiffly. He is different from Pan Dong-zi. Pan Dong-zi has the approval of Lao Pan. He can call his wife-in-law anytime, anywhere. The old man in his family doesn't know the existence of a little. This time, he took the risk of being picked up by Ye Zhou to attract the old man, one of course for the boss, and the other for himself. He wanted to make the little one show his face in front of the old man. Okay, but for the time being, he will not let the old man know his relationship with Tianci. Tianci is still small and his ability to resist pressure is not strong. He is afraid that the old man will be fine. Even if the old man is not, he does not want Jiang Tianci to endure too early. Great stress.
"Dongzi's daughter-in-law? Pan Dongzi, who doesn't understand anything, drinks tea and cows and wastes good things? When did he marry his wife?"
After hearing that, He Lao opened his eyes decisively. Since Pan Dongzi was a child, he has been particularly eager to see him. Every time he wants to come to the house, he must hide his baby tea before he is caught by Huo Huo. God knows that he wasted his pot of good tea that year, how much he grumbles, and he still has so much pain.
"Dead old man is talking? My son can't marry his wife?"
However, when he said that his baby's grandson, Pan Laoli was stunned and decisive. In addition to being arrogant and unreasonable, they were especially shorthanded.
"To marry a woolen, just your grandson's five big and three thick, can a girl look after him? Nonsense!"
It wasn't He Lao who returned, but his body was very well maintained. To this day, Zheng Lao, who is tall and strong, is still resentful. As long as the thought of Pan Dongzi digs up some good seedlings in his house not long ago, When he left, he had more than just pain in his body. His heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all faintly painful. Is it easy for the regular army to produce a few good seedlings? The dead dog thing, during the military exercise at the end of the year to see how he packed him.
"Well? Are you envious or jealous? I tell you, do n’t you believe it, my granddaughter will not say the same thing, just like my wife and son when they married me. When you came, you saw that there was no archway outside, and all the archways were the property of my grandson and daughter-in-law. "
Sweeping the previous anger, Pan Lao smiled strangely, showing off his granddaughter with all kinds of surprises.
"Do you like to show off this industry?"
Zheng Laohe sneered with disdain, and made it clear that he was on the bar with him. The other three old gentlemen were also happy to watch the opera. They had no intention of acting as a peacemaker. This is their mode of getting along with each other. How bad their relationship is, in fact, only they know it, they are suitable to talk to each other, the more noisy, the better their relationship.
"Really? Lao He Lao Zheng, let's not say anything else. Since you are not rare, don't hit my granddaughter's ideas on those industries!"
Without any anger, Pan Lao smiled weirdly. He wanted to see if this old man looked at the tea as if he were an idiot. When he saw the tea garden in the boat and the mutated orchid, could he still So disdainful, if they cheated their promise now when they knew it, their faces would look very good, right?
The two fathers are not stupid. You can see that there must be a problem when you look at him. Besides, they do n’t know that the vegetables in Kaixin Farm are so hot, especially He Lao, who is addicted to that green rice.
"Cough ... Grandpa, don't"
"Shut up to laborers!"
Pan Laoming was posing to pit them. He successfully looked at them back and forth. He intentionally coughed two times to remind his grandfather, but Pan Lao was so glazed that he had to swallow all the words he was about to export. No way, he can't provoke any old monster sitting here.
"grandfather!"
When He Chenggong was so scared that he lost his temper and several old men were deadlocked, Pan Xiangdong and Ye Zhoulian walked in from the outside. He was so excited that he almost didn't run up and hugged their fierce kisses. They came so much. It's time, and it's estimated that he will be swallowed by these old monsters later. Grandma's, these old men are perverted more than one, and they are scary. Have you said that if it wasn't for these old perverts, you could have him and Pan Xiangdong. Does this small pervert come?