Mr. Zhang Wenshan is a very magical existence.

When I was young, I was locked up in the cowshed, and the first thing I asked after I was released was, "Can I come back again, I am reluctant to eat the cows that live with me."

He has been in contact with various herbal medicines since he was a child, and he calls herbal medicine No.1 in China, and no one can say otherwise.

Mr. Ren said that it was not herbal medicine, but the fine hair on his body. When he shook his legs, the hair fell to the ground. Who knew that it would become a medicinal material when it took root and sprouted.

This kind of remarks was once regarded as a neurosis at a certain period.

He got married and gave birth to a daughter, but he didn't coddle and pamper and love her like other people raised their daughters. He just treated his daughter like a sheep, and she was completely herded.

Zhang Qin didn't look crooked, and her three views were still upright. I really should thank heaven and earth.

Mr. Zhang's wife passed away when he was young. It stands to reason that he was not very old when he turned around later, so it is absolutely no problem to find a sequel.

But he just didn't have that kind of thought. He said bluntly that he had no desire in this regard, and listed a series of short-lived people in history. He said that the leakage of energy would affect the life span, and people were taken aback for a while.

Hu Jianwen was Tao when he was a child, and he was the only son in the family. His grandparents spoiled him, and his grandparents stopped him when his parents said a few words, so he was a lawless guy at home.

He was most afraid of Zhang Wenshan, and every time he saw him, he acted like a quail honestly, why did he do it.

Don't look at it like this, he really likes to listen to Zhang Wenshan's stories. Every time Zhang Wenshan tells stories to coax Zhang Haoran, he will nest with Zhang Haoran, and he listens seriously.

"Grandpa!" Seeing the person coming out of the crowd, Hu Jianwen raised his hand and waved vigorously.

Tang Jingjie heard the sound and looked, but he didn't recognize Zhang Wenshan.

"Baby, who is Mr. Zhang?"

Hu Jianwen turned his face to stare at him, and said disdainfully, "Who told you it was the old man?"

Tang Jingjie was taken aback, not understanding what he meant.

Before he could ask again, a middle-aged man with a briefcase, black casual sportswear, and a peaked cap walked over from the crowd.

Hu Jianren quickly reached out and took the other party's briefcase through the fence, grinning happily: "Grandpa~"

Zhang Wenshan nodded with a smile, reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "Good boy~"

Tang Jingjie asked himself, in his more than 30 years of life, he only questioned whether he had an eye disease today.

Didn't the information say that Zhang Wenshan is 78 years old?

The one in front of me has 78?It looks like it’s not even 68!

Zhang Wenshan turned to look at him, Tang Jingjie was taken aback.

That's right, although he looks young, those eyes are unique to the elderly.

It's not the same, it seems a little more indifferent.

Zhang Wenshan hummed, rubbed his chin, turned to Hu Jianwen and said, "Little Mosquito, you've been very decadent lately, don't let yourself be lazy just because you're young, you know that."

Hu Jianwen twitched the corners of his mouth and tightened his chrysanthemum, "Grandpa, can we talk about something else?"

Tang Jingjie tilted his head and coughed.

He understood.

Just teasing the younger generation, this old gentleman, really has no taboos.

"This is your boyfriend?" Zhang Wenshan walked over and looked Tang Jingjie up and down.

"Hello, Grandpa." Tang Jingjie smiled honestly, and Hu Jianwen frowned when he saw it.

Why does it smell like a conspiracy.

"Grandpa, let's go back, Haoran is waiting at home!" Hu Jianwen took his arm, dragged the old man to his side abruptly, and glared at Tang Jingjie by the way—stay away from my grandfather!

Tang Jingjie laughed, is this treating him as a bad guy?

Zhang Wenshan nodded, "How is Haohao? I didn't answer the phone call before."

"It's fine. I went to check in the morning and said the baby is developing very well." Hu Jianwen opened the car door, and after Zhang Wenshan got in, he got in and sat next to him, "His boyfriend accompanied him. "

Tang Jingjie sat in the driver's seat and started the car.

"Boyfriend mean Wu Hongtian?" Zhang Wenshan was curious.

Tang Jingjie raised his eyebrows. This person has gone to a remote mountain to hide from the world, and he doesn't know about such a big deal?

Hu Jianwen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that none of them mentioned Zhang Haoran's divorce, but only told him that Zhang Haoran was pregnant.

"Grandpa, Haoran obtained a license with Wu Hongtian in February, and then left again. Now this boyfriend is the fourth son of the Tang Corporation. They have been together for more than half a year. They are very nice."

"Oh? Tang's." Zhang Wenshan was a little surprised, but didn't say much.

Tang Jingjie, who was driving, felt that there was such a subtle change in Zhang Wenshan's tone. It was hard to say whether it was good or bad, but it made his heart skip a beat anyway.

If Zhang Wenshan had any bad comments on the Tang family, and he opposed it like his grandfather did, wouldn't his fourth son be crazy?

Thinking of this, he was flickering like grass growing in his heart, thinking to quickly find a chance to call the fourth child, at least to get a breath first.

Hu Jianwen always felt that there was something wrong with Jie today, and he couldn't tell him the details, so he secretly paid attention to the other party's behavior, and when he saw him taking out his mobile phone, he said quickly: "What are you calling while driving, I don't know Be careful."

Tang Jingjie's hands shook, afraid that he would see that he was going to tip off the news, so he put his hands back on the steering wheel and laughed, "My skills are good, don't worry, it's absolutely safe."

Hu Jianwen frowned fiercely, something was wrong, something was wrong!

The two of them have been messing around together for a while, how have you ever seen him like this?

Still laughing?

Thank goodness he didn't smirk.

The more Hu Jianwen thought about it, the more hesitant he felt. It would be okay if there was no grandfather around. If the other party really did something wrong, he would pounce on him even if he couldn't beat the other party, and it would still hurt him a little bit!

But now grandpa is here, and the other party is obviously coming for grandpa!

He can feel it!

"Little Mosquito, what are you doing, nails growing on your butt?" Zhang Wenshan got annoyed by his moving around, and scolded him, "I taught you how to sit and stand properly since you were young, and sit well! "

Hu Jianwen conditioned reflex, and immediately set up a standard sitting posture.

After posing, he tilted his body and put his head close to Zhang Wenshan's ear, muttering in a very low voice: "Grandpa, if something goes wrong in a while, you must hide behind me!" One block is still possible.

Zhang Wenshan raised his hand and patted the back of his neck, staring, "Speak up, there is something in the muttering mouth!"

Hu Jianwen felt like crying.

He is afraid of being heard loudly!

Regardless of his awkwardness, Zhang Wenshan looked at the scene outside the car window and asked, "Is the road on this side rebuilt?"

"It was repaired at the beginning of this year, and it has been expanded to eight lanes." Tang Jingjie looked up at the rearview mirror, saw him looking out the window with great interest, and suggested, "Why don't you get out of the car and take a walk? There is a square in front of you."

Before Zhang Wenshan could speak, Hu Jianwen yelled, "No, we're not going anywhere, we're going home!"

Tang Jingjie was puzzled, and Zhang Wenshan was also puzzled.

But Hu Jianwen stared at the back of Tang Jingjie's head fiercely, thinking that you are showing your fox's tail, you want to abduct my grandfather from the car?There are no doors!

If Tang Jingjie knew what he was thinking, he would probably die of laughter.

Ah, I have persecution paranoia, neuropathy!

"I'm not going, I've been here for a long time this time, come back when I have time, let's go home today." Zhang Wenshan refused, and he also felt that the little mosquito around him was a little nervous, so he had to give the child a number when he went back My pulse, why is it like this all of a sudden?

Hu Jianwen was in a state of being about to explode, his eyes were fixed on Tang Jingjie, and he was motionless. From the perspective of outsiders, he really seemed to be suffering from a disease.

If he knew that his actions had been misunderstood by others, he would probably die of regret.

Letting go of Tang Jingjie's explanation as a "tour guide" for Zhang Wenshan all the way, Zhang Haoran came out of the teahouse and got into the car. After harassing Hu Jianwen, he originally planned to go home, but he received a call from Tang Jingxuan on the way, asking him if he had returned home. If you don't go back, wait for him for a while, and they go back together.

After Zhang Haoran asked where he was, he asked the driver to drive there. He had never been to the industrial park, so he was curious.

It's stuffy right now, making it hard to breathe. After Tang Jingxuan received him outside the factory gate, he reached out and touched his forehead, frowning, "Did you come here with the air conditioner blowing all the way?"

"Well, I'm wearing a scarf." Zhang Haoran looked at the factory behind him, said it was the factory but he couldn't hear the noise he thought it was, the clean factory area, the workers wearing the same clothes went to the factory in an orderly manner speed-walking.

"They seem to be in a hurry?" Zhang Haoran put the scarf that he had brought from the manager of the restaurant into the car. He didn't wear it at all, but he used it as a blanket when the air conditioner was too cold in the car.

"Of course I'm in a hurry to go back to work when it's time for a break. If you're late, you'll have to deduct money. They'll check in with your fingerprint." Tang Jingxuan took his hand and pointed to the blue five-story building not far away, "Office building, I usually come here It's all over there."

Zhang Haoran nodded. The office buildings are all similar. He is more curious about what is produced in the factory.

He had never asked Tang Jingxuan what kind of business he had in his hands, so when he heard that Tang Jingxuan was going to the factory, he thought he was going to inspect someone else's factory!

With a high thirst for knowledge, he upholds the principle of asking if he doesn't understand, raising his head slightly, not hiding his curiosity at all: "What does this factory produce?"

"Guess." Tang Jingxuan smiled mysteriously. He especially liked the way he looked at him with bright eyes. "If you guess correctly, you will be rewarded. I will give you three chances."

"Give me a hint!" Zhang Haoran became interested.

"Both men and women can use them in daily life. There are big and small, soft and hard, tall and short, fat and thin, different shapes, and the texture can be chosen according to personal preference." Tang Jingxuan reminded him very seriously, and then returned He paused for a while as if thinking about whether the description was appropriate enough, then snapped his fingers and added, "Some can beep, some can't beep, some are electric, some are manual, the sales are good, that's about it, Can you guess it?"

With every sentence he said, the corners of Zhang Haoran's eyes twitched.

How can you be so serious and say such imaginative words!

I'm blushing, okay?

I don't even want to guess!

You fucking tease me every chance you get, you'll feel uncomfortable if you don't fool me for a day!

fraud! !

asshole! !

I want to have a cold war with you, a guy whose skin is thicker than a city wall!I don't want to be with you!I want to pay attention to prenatal education!

Separated!

I won't sleep with you anymore!

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