Siheyuan: This is really immoral

"You, Old Ye, I didn't expect you wouldn't help me either!!"

When the man called Lao Song by Ye Qiangguo heard his words, he immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet, looking very distraught.

It was just that the performance was too fake, so Ye Qiangguo went up and punched him on the shoulder, "You guys have to do this every day, you have nothing else to do, right?"

After being hit by a punch, Lao Song changed his expression and said:

"It's really boring. I have a glass of wine every day when I eat at home, and a cigarette after dinner. After that, there is nothing else. Sigh!"

Everyone present knew who he was secretly laughing at, and they all burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Old Song has a big mouth. He won't let anyone go."

"This time, Old Ye has to give him a few more blows..."

Just when everyone thought that they could watch the fun and make a noise like before, Ye Qiangguo just snorted and waved at Lin Zhuang, motioning him to come over.

When Lin Zhuang came closer, Ye Qiangguo patted Lin Zhuang on the back and introduced him to everyone.

"This is Lin Zhuang, his father is Ye Kong."

The introduction was just a short sentence, but it was enough to make the people present think deeply.

In a short period of time, the eyes of several people suddenly realized, as if they had thought of something, while several others were full of doubts and couldn't remember who he was talking about.

This is also normal. Some people are not in charge of the same place, and some people may not be deeply influenced by just a one-time encounter.

Ye Qiangguo did not explain too much, but smiled and said to Lin Zhuang: "These people can be said to be your uncles, but you have to be careful, they are all old and dishonest guys..."

Then he said something to the others, teasing but with a hint of seriousness, "I treat him like my son. He is thin-skinned, so you can't make fun of him."

After these words were spoken, everyone was very surprised, regardless of whether they had just figured out Lin Zhuang's identity or not.

They have been friends for many years and they know that Ye Qiangguo is indicating that Lin Zhuang will be like his son from now on. If anything happens, you should consider the Buddha's side instead of the monk's.

"Old Ye, you're great! This young man is really handsome. How does the saying go, he's as handsome as Pan... Pan what's that?"

"You are so uneducated, and you are even talking about ancient sayings?"

"Hey! So you know what?"

"Of course I don't know."

There were two shameless old men arguing nearby, and an old man next to them pushed his reading glasses on his nose and interrupted:

"Hey, that's Maung Sai Pan An, two country bumpkins."

As he spoke, there was a hint of disdain in his tone, and he even took two steps to the side, as if he was afraid of being embarrassed if he stood too close.

"Good for you, Chen Laoxi. You studied for two more years, and that's what you're capable of!!"

"That's right, that's right! People who don't know would think it was Wenquxing from heaven who came down to earth."

The two people who were just fighting each other instantly united their front and joined forces to taunt Chen Laoxi in a sarcastic manner.

Ye Qiangguo looked at them making a fuss and felt like his head was going to explode. He quickly shouted, "Enough, enough, you guys are going to make too much noise. You are the only one who has the nerve to laugh at others when you are only fifty steps away."

It looked like he was trying to persuade them to stop and to smooth things over, but his words also mocked the three of them.

Lin Zhuang's comment on this is that they are all dishonest.

At this time, Ye Qiangguo withdrew from their chattering battlefield, turned around and introduced to Lin Zhuang: "We are all good at fighting, and we compete with each other when killing small lives. Now that we have retired, we are also unwilling to give in to each other."

"Basically, we have heated arguments every few days. Sitting down for tea is just a boast from you and me."

"Most of what they said today can be regarded as a joke."

Lin Zhuang nodded. Judging from their attitude, they didn't seem to be serious. It seemed like they were just having fun.

The weather is hot and the wind is warm.

These people quarreled for a while, and probably because their voices were tired, they sat down and drank some tea. Today's war came to an end.

After everyone sat down and chatted, one of them joked, "Old Ye, no wonder you got rich today, it turns out you had guests at home... The fish for lunch was really good."

Hearing this, the other people also praised, "Yes, yes, today's fish is so tender and fresh!"

"Everyone gets one? I thought I was the only one who got one. How big a fish must it be?"

"No, Old Du, what do you mean? What do you mean you thought you were the only one who got it?"

"Yes, what do you mean? Do you think your face is bigger?"

Seeing that they were about to start arguing again, Lin Zhuang wanted to hold his forehead helplessly. Ye Qiangguo understood them better and realized earlier than Lin Zhuang that something was wrong with the conversation.

He immediately interrupted: "Stop, stop, stop, you started again!"

However, those people probably had enough rest and their throats were moistened, so they ignored Ye Qiangguo and planned to continue arguing.

Seeing this, Ye Qiangguo had no choice but to use his trump card. He said loudly but seemingly nonchalantly, "Alas, I seem to have a jar of daughter's red wine at home that is more than 20 years old."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a sudden silence, and everyone looked at him with fiery eyes.

liquor? ?

Or, at least twenty years old?

Good on you old boy.

You use this to test the cadres?

Especially those who were addicted to alcohol, their saliva was about to drop.

He jumped up from the chair, rushed to Ye Qiangguo, held his hand, and looked at him with burning eyes.

"Old Ye, what you said is really true. We are all family, so let's not talk about different things. Your wine......?"

Another person pushed him aside with his big butt and said, "Get out of the way, get out of the way. You and Old Ye are not from the same family. Old Ye and I are. His ancestors and I were from the same family."

The rest of the people, as long as they were drinking, all came over.

Ye Qiangguo looked at the anxious people and picked his nose calmly before saying, "Yes, it's at least twenty years old~"

A few people wanted to talk, but Ye Qiangguo looked at one of them and said, "Don't you like drinking Maozi? Why are you interested in my Nv'erhong?"

"Oops, this isn't..."

"Don't you think you are elegant? I remember two years ago, Old Song brought a jar of Laojiu over. Did you despise a jar of vulgar wine?"

"Oops, that's not..."

At this time, Ye Qiangguo interrupted again, "Among our group of people, I am the most down-to-earth."