Chapter 522: Eat the leprechaun!

After the second woman left, Xiao Zheng was put up, and the white leaves and flowers were glanced: "A white uncle is a monk, you send this big fish to the mountains, sincerely want to break the ring?"
Ye Zanghua ordered a cigarette, and touched Xiaozheng with a glass of wine, and drank a mellow Maotai. He said with a smile: "Do not worry. The old white man has been repairing the Buddha for 20 years. This is still a certain force. Besides, I am a big fish in front of him, is it a test for him?"
Listening to the tone of the leaves, his relationship with the white innocence is quite deep. I just don’t know how this guy in his early forties will be related to the white innocent who is nearly ten years old. By Ye Yuhua? This is the biggest possibility that Xiao Zheng can think of.
"Smelly kid's eyeballs are moving, are you thinking about how I can make friends with Laobai?" Ye Zanghua completely inherited Ye Yuhua's talents, but he did not have Ye Yuhua's diligence, so it has not been like Lin Chaotian Shangjing. People are like a big name. He lived his life in the land of wine. But in the face of Xiao Zheng’s fledgling little guy, Ye Zanghua’s IQ is still enough. When he looks at his ass, he knows what he wants to put.
"I am really curious." Xiao Zheng swallowed a Maotai, and the whole person was ascending to heaven. I only felt that the wine was fragrant and fragrant, and a burst of flames suddenly appeared in the chest, as if the chill on the mountain was ten times stronger, and it was impossible to fight a flame in the chest of Azheng.
"That's a long story." Ye Zanghua tore off a chicken leg and smashed two. There is no such thing as a handsome man, shaking his head and saying. "I won't say it."
Xiao Zheng rolled his eyes, took a chicken leg and took a bite, and did not care about the image at all.
The two ate with relish, drunk and drunk, white and innocent but laughing and sitting aside, drinking tea in the cup, listening to the two people without nutrition talk.
Three big men, three identities, gathered together in this snow and ice, neither talking about the wind and snow, nor talking about the Jiangshan community, swearing, blowing the cow, but also have a flavor.
"Old white, earned today?" Ye Zanghua stretched out the greasy palm, patted on the white innocent shoulders, leaving a few huge imprints.
White innocent smile, still no words. The line of sight always looks at the end of the mountain road where Ye Yuhua disappears.
"Can you not put a look of fascination in front of me? You are a monk, you are sorghum, and pay attention to the image!" Ye Zanghua said with a face. "Moreover, the one you remember is my sister. Can you think about my brother's mood?"
The white innocent is still smiling, and does not care about the vicious criticism of Ye Zanghua. It looks like no smoke and no gas.
Xiao Zhengyan glanced at the leaves and hidden flowers, and moved his eyes to the white innocent body. Curiously asked: "Look at your posture, how do I feel that Bai Shu is your brother-in-law?"
Speaking of it, Ye Zanghua did not show much respect to Lin Chaotian, both in action and in speech. On the contrary, it is intimate with the innocent, like a pair of brothers. This can't help but make Xiao Zheng feel extremely curious. And the twists and turns that this group of people experienced in the past.
"If you let me choose, Laobai could have been my brother-in-law." Ye Zanghua drank a cup of Maotai, and he ordered another Chinese, and said a long voice. "Speaking of it, Lin Chaotian was only a young talent with promising potential. Laobai was a stunned figure who called the king to dominate. They were weaker and weaker." Sister did not know when to blink, actually chose such a white-eyed wolf, but did not choose the old white."
Xiao Zheng was dumbfounded and said with a little helplessness: "Emotional things, it is difficult to tell who is right and who is wrong."
"But Laobai’s friendship with her is not to mention people, even the beasts can see it." Ye Zanghua took a sip of smoke and said awkwardly. "Don't say anything else, Laobai can keep it in this poor mountain for twenty-two years. Does Lin Chaotian have this perseverance?"
Referring to this matter, Xiao Zheng aweed and said: "I don't think there are a few men in the world who can do it."
"No, it is." Ye Zanghua squinted at the white, innocent, silent, and snorted. "Old white was the main drinker who ate a large chunk of meat. The craziest one drunk for three days and three nights. He drank a full 30 people. Finally, he had a three-hundred round with a small Japanese war, so that The little Japanese cockroach who knows how to lift it up. I don’t dare to set foot in the land of China."
Just listening to Ye Zanghua said, Xiao Zheng can imagine how bully the white innocence was. The small Japan in the Yezanghuakou is also a pretty great figure. Otherwise, how can it be a hundred rounds of white battles with superior strength? Regardless of the outcome, the little Japan has already proved its strength.
"Don't say these past events." Ye Zanghua shook his head in disappointment. He poured a mouthful of Maotai and looked back at Xiao Zheng. "I came here to Fengmingshan in addition to accompanying the old white drink, chatting, and want to tell you something."
"What is it?" Xiao Zheng ordered a cigarette and asked curiously.
"Some of you may not believe, but I must say that you must also listen to things." Ye Zanghua slightly picked up the scorpion. "Of course, the most important thing is that even if you know it, don't tell anyone, especially my niece."
"Then you still don't tell me." Xiao Zheng shook his head and said. "I have never been a person who can keep it secret."
"I didn't say it? You have to listen. Because it is very important to you." Ye Zanghua said seriously.
Xiao Zheng shrugged: "Then let's talk. I try to enter my left ear and my right ear."
"Have you seen Dongbi Jun?" Ye Zanghua asked slowly.
"Who?" For this strange name, Xiao Zheng is quite a bit fascinated.
"It’s Lin Xiaozhu’s mother.
Ye Zanghua explained vulgarly.
"You said Dong Auntie. I have seen it." Xiao Zheng nodded. "When I met, she gave me a big red envelope."
"Typical sugar-coated shells." Ye Zanghua sneered. "Let's stay away from her. Let my niece stay away from her."
"What's wrong?" Xiao Zheng confused.
"She is a goblin who eats people." Ye Zanghua said powerfully.
Eating a leprechaun?
Xiao Zheng was stunned by the rather resentful words of Ye Zanghua.
In Xiao Zheng’s mind, Lin Xiaozhu’s mother, Dong Ayi, is a middle-aged woman who is gentle and virtuous. She is generous, modest, gentle, and has all the advantages of a woman, but no woman has any shortcomings.
So how can a woman be a goblin who eats people?