The reborn uncle is hard to be

"My nephew." If you want to check, you can always find out, and there is no need to hide everything, Yang Guang replied.

"It turned out to be my little nephew, alas, I didn't prepare any red envelopes either." He reached out his hand to dig around in embarrassment, and then instructed one of the bodyguards, "Go, put that, that, and that, and pay the bill. A meeting gift for my nephew."

"You're welcome." Yang Guang stopped him with a simple sentence, pulled the corners of his lips, but looked at the person behind him, pretending not to know him, and asked, "Is this the young master of Second Master Hong?"

The bodyguard nodded.

Only then did Yang Guang look at Hong Yunpeng, smiled, and asked, "Why is Young Master Hong coming to Nancheng when you have time? There are no fewer shopping malls in Dongcheng than our Nancheng." The implication is not to stay on your own territory, What are you doing here in Nancheng?

Hong Yunpeng didn't really care about the hostility in his words, but laughed, "My dad said that if Boss Yan knew I was running around here, he would definitely drive me back." The most guarded territory.

He shrugged and said, "There are only a few shopping malls in Dongcheng, so it's not fun to go shopping every day, no..." He pointed to his female companion who was still picking out clothes in the women's clothing department, and said with a smile, "I just met a girl." , I have no other hobbies, I just like shopping."

"Young Master Hong is really patient." Glancing at the woman, Yang Guang said, "Then don't disturb Young Master Hong's elegant mood, and we will leave first."

"Okay, let's not waste Boss Yan's time." Hong Yunpeng gave way, looked at Yang Guang's back and said, "Let's have a drink together sometime later!"

With his back to him, Yang Guang raised his hand and waved it casually, but his eyes were deep.

"Boss..." Zhao Dong who was following him looked at him in confusion.From the moment he saw that young master Hong, his boss's complexion didn't look very good.

He guessed: "Boss, do you have conflicts with that young master Hong?" Probably not, he followed Yang Guang every day, and he never heard of it?

Yang Guang glanced at him, and stretched out his hand to hug Yang Xiyan, whose body was stiff in his arms.

The child had been nervous all the time, and now in Yang Guang's arms, he was staring at Yang Guang silently with his eyes open.

Sensing that Yang Guang was in a bad mood, Yang Xiyan didn't dare to do anything else, but carefully snuggled up to Yang Guang's neck, and said softly, "Second Uncle, I'm not afraid, don't be angry."

His voice was always very small, so small that he would be ignored if he was not careful, but Yang Guang never missed it once.

"I'm not angry." Yang Guang looked into the distance with dark eyes.

It's not certain who will die this time!

Yang Guang originally wanted to find an opportunity to get rid of Hong Yunpeng as soon as possible, so as to save endless troubles, but after much deliberation, he felt that it was inappropriate. It would be fine if he was clean and neat and not found out. If you don't have such a temperament, the Flame Gang will be in danger.

Not afraid of open fights, but afraid of secret fights, Yiyan Gang is now a mess, maybe it will be dismantled by that old fox in a short time, the risk is too great!

Therefore, according to the current situation, there is only tolerance, and there is only tolerance!

The hanging sandbag was punched by the man, and the sweat rolled down the man's vigorous body. There was no sound in the room except for the man's heavy panting and the sound of his fist hitting the sandbag. other noises.

Zhao Dong stood on the side watching, full of admiration, his boss is getting stronger and stronger, looking at the beaten and deformed sandbag, but also swallowed in fear, if the fist hit someone On the body...

He poked Xun Cheng, who had been silent all this time, with his arm, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, what's the matter? Are you so angry?"

"You don't even know, how would I know?" Xun Cheng glanced at him, and then looked at the man who was making fiercer moves with each move. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he hadn't seen him for a few days. How did he feel? The boss seems to have changed a lot?

Looking at the time, he felt that it was about the same time. Xun Cheng picked up a towel and water and walked over, "Master, let's take a rest for a while!"

Yang Guang stopped and glanced at him, "Are you back?" Holding the sandbag, he peeled off the bandage wrapped around his hands, and looked at the reddened skin, Yang Guang frowned. Compared with ten years later, now The physical function is too poor.

"I came back last night. It was relatively late, so I didn't come." Xun Cheng handed him the towel, thought for a while, and asked, "Did something happen to the gang?"

"It's okay." After wiping his face, Yang Guang took the water and gulped it down, but looked at him without any trace.Then lowered his eyes, hiding the joy in his eyes.

The reason why Yang Guang was able to secure the position of leader of the Yan Gang at a young age was due to Xun Chenggong. He was the one left behind by Lord Qi, and he had worked hard for the Yan Gang for half his life, but unfortunately he died in that purge.This used to be a great regret for Yang Guang.

But once again, Yang Guangding will never let this kind of thing happen again!

He asked Xun Cheng: "How is the matter going?"

It was just a meeting with an arms dealer, and it wasn't the first time Xun Cheng went there, "Fortunately, it went well."

Looking at his upper body that was still naked, Xun Cheng suggested: "Master, let's change clothes first. It's nothing serious. I'll wait for you in your study."

"Ah."

Watching Yang Guang leave, Xun Cheng pondered for a while, and asked Zhao Dong, "Why do I feel that something is wrong with the leader of the gang?" His whole body seemed to be suppressing something, and even his eyes became sharper than before.

"Is there?" Zhao Dong scratched his head and replied: "Boss has been much better these two days than the previous few days. You don't know how gloomy the boss's face was a few days ago. Just his eyes can scare people to death."

"why?"

"His brother had an accident with his sister-in-law, so many people bullied his nephew at the funeral, you don't know that Yan Shao's knees are purple and black, swollen and tall." Zhao Dong was fighting for Yang Xiyan, and whispered by the way She revealed: "Didn't Second Master Hong just recognize an illegitimate son? Yesterday we met at the mall, and the boss probably had a feud with him. When he came back, his face was as cold as anything. I didn't dare to speak loudly all afternoon."

Xun Cheng glanced at him and said with a smile, "You just restrain yourself in front of the gang leader." Once released, he jumped up and down like a monkey.

"Hey..." Not at all ashamed, Zhao Dong smiled and showed his white teeth, begging for mercy: "Brother Cheng, don't sue me in front of the boss, I don't dare to cause trouble recently." Thanks to the boss, Zhao Dongshen was afraid that he would get into trouble if he was not careful, so he was even timid.

Xun Cheng said helplessly: "You are not young anymore, and you don't know how to change it. You will regret it when something happens in the future!"

He is a few years older than Yang Guang and Zhao Dong, and he handles things calmly. He is Yang Guang's indispensable right-hand man.

8. Send the kids to school

"Master." Seeing Yang Guang coming in, Xun Cheng quickly stood up. After turning his eyes around Yang Guang, he said to Yang Guang, "Master's sorrow and change." It seems that he blamed Yang Yan's change for Yang Guang's change. Death struck.

Yang Guang glanced at him indifferently, raised his chin, and pointed to the sofa opposite the desk, "Sit down." He turned around and sat down, but saw Xun Cheng still standing respectfully, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing What.

This person has been with his godfather for a long time, and he has learned a lot about his stubbornness.

Xun Chenggong bowed his head and reported the results of this time. "Boss Mo said that a large amount of goods will be shipped to City S next week. The quantity is not small. I'm afraid we won't be able to take over the goods. I guess we need to find someone to cooperate with."

The main source of income for the Flame Gang is arms smuggling. Boss Mo is the line left behind by Lord Qi, who brings the goods to S City, and then the underworld forces here are responsible for changing hands. The Flame Gang has cooperated with him not once or twice.

However, Yang Guang does not intend to follow the old path for these things that have happened and already know the ending.

He said to Xun Cheng: "We don't want this batch of goods!" The profit is not very high, it is better to sell it for personal favors. "I'm going to visit Mr. Hong the day after tomorrow. I'll sell him the news. As for whether Hongmen can take over, that's not something we need to consider."

The difference from the Yan Gang is that Hongmen is mainly engaged in the drug business, and for this reason, Yang Guang doesn't like dealing with them.

Although everyone is not a good person, Yang Guang rejects drugs from the bottom of his heart.

"All of them?" Xun Cheng became more and more suspicious. This was the first time he saw Yang Guang push the business out.

Remind Yang Guang again: "Boss Mo said that there are a lot of them. Neither we nor the Hongmen can afford it alone. How about..."

Yang Guang waved his hand, "It's just secondary munitions. This kind of thing doesn't take up the market, and the scrap copper and rotten iron take up the warehouse."

He raised his eyebrows, seeing Xun Cheng's undecided expression of surprise, he asked, "Surprised?"

"Yes." Xun Cheng replied honestly, but he didn't say anything to stop him. Instead, he asked Yang Guang, "Does the leader have any plans?" He was much calmer than Zhao Dong, although he questioned Yang Guang's decision, But he also understood that Yang Guang was not a person who would act on his own will.

"Sit down." Pointing to the sofa again, Yang Guang said with a smile: "I'm afraid it will take a long time to talk, are you sure you want to stand and talk to me all the time?"

Xun Cheng hesitated for a moment, and finally bent over, went to sit down, but just sat down, but was startled by Yang Guang's next words and stood up.

"I'm going to give up Boss Mo's line." Although it is the old way left by the godfather, it is safe, but this person is too ruthless, the profit is too low, and within a few years, this person will be dismissed, There is no need for the Flame Gang to be implicated again.

"Don't worry, giving up Boss Mo won't cut off our money." He raised his hand and signaled Xun Cheng to sit down, ignoring the surprise on his face, Yang Guang continued: "Although we don't talk to Boss Mo about military fire, , but there are other ways, you can get in touch with those foreigners you have dealt with before, and arms are not only popular in Asia."

"I see." Although he didn't know why Yang Guang suddenly changed his mind, he knew from his expression that he had his own plans, and Xun Cheng no longer tried to dissuade him. He said to Yang Guang, "After all, we have already cooperated with Boss Mo." It’s been so long, I’m afraid it’s hard to explain if they suddenly cut off, in the future I will gradually reduce the number of visits, focusing on quality rather than quantity, and I will pay more attention to those foreigners.”

Yang Guang nodded and said, "I have not moved since I took over the Yan Gang for more than a year. First, I feel that I am too young, and I am afraid that I will not be able to suppress those people in the gang. Second, I am afraid that my rash actions will ruin the godfather's fight. Jiangshan." So he guarded it tremblingly, and it was only after the purge five years later that he had to expand the scale of the Flame Gang.Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat dried shrimps, he can't let these thousands of brothers follow him to drink northwest wind!

He looked at Xun Cheng and smiled, but there was a sharp flash of sternness in his eyes, "I'm going to clean up the gang members in the near future. The hall masters are all old people left behind by their godfathers. I can rest assured about their ability to do things, but I'm afraid They are too old to accept new things."

Xun Cheng's face suddenly changed, "Master, what are your plans?" Is this going to cause internal strife?

It has been almost two years since Yang Guang took over the Yan Gang, and he has always behaved mildly, but now Yang Guang is the same Yang Guang who is used to being the only one ten years later. A hall master who doesn't listen to his arrangement?

"Take your time, don't rush." ​​Yang Guang smiled meaningfully, and said, "I won't be too ruthless. As long as they are sensible, I will turn a blind eye."

This was the first time that Yang Guang had shown his edge since he became the gang leader. Although Xun Cheng felt that it was too sudden, he was also faintly relieved.After all, Lord Qi personally chose the person, so how could he be weak?

He hesitated and said: "There are not many old people left behind by Master Qi, and he behaves properly. Although it has been calm recently, many gangs are staring at us. Now there is a lot of internal strife, and it will be more stable in two years. Again……"

These words were sincerely for Yang Guanghao, but it was a pity that he didn't appreciate it.

The corner of his lips twitched, Yang Guang looked at him blankly, "Xun Cheng."

"Subordinates are here."

"I'm going to bleach the Flame Gang, do you think those hall masters will agree?"

"what?"

"Don't be surprised." Shrugging, Yang Guang said nonchalantly, "This is just a plan. I don't know how many years it will take."

Although the management of S City has not been too strict in the past few years, when the three factions dominate S City in the future, which one will not be half black and half white?The complete underworld forces will be untenable in the future situation.

But how easy is it to whitewash a gang?

Xun Cheng took a deep breath, looked at him, lowered his head and said respectfully: "The boss should tell his subordinates what to do."

Perhaps it was at this moment that he completely recognized Yang Guang as the leader in his heart.

"Your nephew?" The person on the other end of the phone also sounded a little surprised. "Why haven't I heard you mention it before? I thought you were always a loner!"

Yang Guang smiled, "Yan Feng, your news is too ill-informed, Situ already knew!"

He was about to send Yang Xiyan to school, so Yang Guang naturally wanted to contact Yan Feng in advance, just like what Situ Lei said, with so many schools in the city, only Yan Feng's was the only place where he could rest assured.

"He doesn't contact me if he has nothing to do, but it's the same with you, you won't contact me if you have nothing to do." Yan Feng asked: "You are looking for me because you have something to ask me?"

"I'm going to send my nephew to your place." Yang Guang admitted generously, saying, "My nephew is a bit shy and doesn't like to talk to people. I'm afraid he will be bullied at school, so I really want to ask you to help me take care of it."

"Oh?" Across the phone, Yang Guang could imagine Yan Feng must have a very interested expression on his face at this time, Yan Feng said: "You actually trust your relationship because of your nephew, it seems that you care about him Ah! I thought no one would care about you!" So it is true that birds of a feather flock together, he and Situ Lei have the same idea.

Yang Guang curled his lips and said with a smile: "At any rate, he is my nephew, my last relative."

"Come on, you! With your brother's ruthlessness, you have broken away from him, and you still care about his son?"

Yang Guang just smiled and said nothing.

Yan Feng said: "Okay, you can bring him over tomorrow afternoon, I really want to take a good look at your unique nephew."

Is it different?

After hanging up the phone, Yang Guang went downstairs to look at the children sitting at the dining table drinking soup quietly.In the past few days, he had three regular meals, plus Qi Ma's stomach nourishing soup, the child's complexion was much better than when Yang Guang picked him up.

Seeing Yang Guang coming downstairs, he stopped drinking soup, looked at Yang Guang with big black eyes, and waited for Yang Guang to sit down before continuing to drink soup.Careful and quiet, he seemed to be focused, but Yang Guang knew that the child could immediately notice something abnormal even with a look in his eyes.

A child who is so sensitive that it makes people feel distressed.

Yucai Primary School, with a rather vulgar name, but it is the first and second school in S City. send it here.

It is strange to say that Yan Feng, as a child of a high-ranking cadre, does not want to develop in politics, but chooses to run his own school in S City with peace of mind. Although it is decent, but compared with his huge family background , is really surprising.

From a distance, Yang Guang saw Yan Feng standing at the school gate, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking gentle, but in fact no one knew how paranoid this person was.For one person, I don't care what I do, it's so crazy that people can't believe it.

Although they are good friends, they don't inquire much about each other's affairs. This is probably the tacit understanding between the few of them.So Yang Guang tried his best to separate Yan Feng in front of him from Yan Feng ten years later, lest his eyes reveal anything.

As soon as he saw his car coming, Yan Feng waved his hand, and the car slowly approached. As soon as Yang Guang lowered the glass of the car window, Yan Feng poked his head over and took a look at Yang Xiyan.Curiosity flashed across his eyes, and he told the driver, "Drive the car in and stop at the flower bed."

The car drove all the way into the school, not to mention, the environment looked really good.The playground is quite big, and there are children in physical education running under the leadership of the teacher, and the books in the teaching building are loud and loud.

Yang Guang opened the car door and said to Yang Xiyan who was looking out through the car window, "Get out of the car." Zhao Dong went to deal with things today and did not follow. Yang Xiyan's leg has subsided, although the bruise has not completely faded. Fall, but walking is no longer a problem.

He got out of the car and stood beside Yang Guang. After looking around, he turned his attention to Yang Guang.

Yang Guang looked at Yan Feng who was slowly approaching, and said with a smile: "Your school is quite decent."

"Of course, do you think I'm wasting time?" Yan Feng's most expression is that he likes to squint and smile, which is why Situ Lei calls him a fox.Looking at Yang Xiyan through the lens, Yan Feng said, "Come to my office."

It is said to be an office, but it is actually more like a study room. The big bookshelves are full of books, but... Yang Guang randomly picked out a book, Chinese for the third grade in elementary school?

"Sit down." Pointing to the sofa opposite the table, Yan Feng sat behind the table, looking at Yang Xiyan who was standing next to Yang Guang with a nervous expression, his eyes were full of interest.

After looking at Yang Xiyan from head to toe, he put on an amiable smile and waved to the child, "Come, come here, let the principal see you."

This person's evil taste is that he likes to call himself the principal, and I don't know how obsessed he is with these two words.

Yang Guang put down the textbook in his hand, looked back at him, walked over and sat down on the sofa, he raised his chin to Yang Xiyan who was standing there looking a bit in a dilemma, "Go!"

The child walked up to Yan Feng silently.

Yan Feng reached out and touched his head, and asked the child, "Can you tell the principal, what is your name?" His speaking speed was a little slow, and Yang Guang raised his eyebrows in that tone of asking children specifically. But he never interrupted, even if the child looked back at him.

Regarding Yan Feng's inquiry, the unsurprisingly, the child did not speak. It seems that as long as the object of the question is not Yang Guang, he basically seldom speaks.

Yan Feng asked again, and he seemed very patient with the child's silence.

Yang Xiyan looked at him for a while, and this time he answered, but the voice was still like a gnat, "Yang Xiyan."

"Very good, go sit down." Yan Feng praised, but looked up at Yang Guang.Your nephew is not usually introverted!

Yang Guang shrugged, he had already greeted Yan Feng in advance.

9. Test it on kids

Yan Feng asked: "Has your nephew ever gone to school?"

This stopped Yang Guang from asking, and after thinking for a while, he honestly replied: "I don't know." He turned his head and asked the child sitting beside him, "Have you ever been to school?"

Yang Xiyan looked at him, didn't know if he didn't understand or didn't know how to answer, so he remained silent.

Yang Guang turned his head to look at Yan Feng, and said indifferently: "Probably not. If you think it's not good, it doesn't matter if you don't take it." He said casually, but his eyes glanced at the children beside him, paying attention His expression changes.

Yang Xiyan just lowered his head slightly when he heard the words, his usual quiet appearance.

"It's really interesting." Yan Feng said something suddenly. He didn't know whether it was a reaction to Yang Xiyan or because of the way the uncle and nephew got along with each other. He stood up and searched on the bookshelf behind him, and took some test papers.

He took a pencil from the pen holder and put it on the table in front of Yang Xiyan, and pushed away the test papers one by one. Yan Feng gently said to the child: "Try to make these papers, any one is fine, you can do it." Just do what you don’t know, and just leave it blank.”

Seeing that the child didn't move, he glanced at Yang Guang. Yang Guang leaned over and picked up the pencil and stuffed it into the child's hand, saying, "Pick up what you know how to do."

Yang Xiyan held the pencil in his hand and looked at it for a long time in silence, then slowly squatted down and began to answer the questions slowly.

The table is a bit far from the sofa, and it is a little inconvenient to write. The child is half squatting and struggling to write. After looking at it, Yang Guang stretched out his hand and dragged the table closer.

Seeing his actions, Yan Feng pushed his glasses, sized him up and said, "You seem to have changed a little?"

Yang Guang curled his lips. His friends were more sensitive than each other. He asked, "What changed?"

"I don't know." The feeling can't be described in just a few words.But when it changes, it changes.

Yan Feng looked at him with his chin propped up, his eyes were a little puzzled, "When I saw you at the last party, I felt that you were still heartless."

Yang Guang glanced at him sideways, "Isn't this a compliment?" The 23-year-old Yang Guang just lived a more wanton life than ordinary people, while the 33-year-old Yang Guang was a little more imposing and restrained. Something that can't be seen.

"It's pretty good." After observing for a long time, but didn't see why, Yan Feng came to a conclusion: "Now he looks more like a gangster brother." In the past, he was at most a gangster.

"Oh?" Yang Guang put his arms around his chest, looked at him with an inscrutable expression, and asked, "So, how many of you know my identity?"

This is actually nonsense. Of course, Yang Guang knows that based on the background of the few of them, it is just a trivial matter to check him, but as a 23-year-old Yang Guang, he should not know these things, so the reaction he should have is still necessary. show up.

What kind of words to say on what kind of occasions, what kind of expression to give what kind of words, this is probably the instinct of Yang Guang who survived ten years later.

Whether it is hypocrisy or concealment, he will not let anyone see that he has been replaced.

Yan Feng spread his hands, without any sense of guilt for investigating others in private, "I should know who are the people who drink with me every month?" He looked at Yang Guang with a half-smile, and said, "Don't pretend You seem to know nothing, dare you say that you haven't investigated us?"

"I really haven't investigated it." He would not admit that he did.

"Just make it up." Yan Feng didn't believe it at all.He suddenly felt melancholy and said: "If my old man knows that I am a brother and brother with gangsters, he will definitely punish me to stand in a military posture again."

"Just pretend!" With their old man's ability in the military and political circles, what is there around Yan Feng that he doesn't know?But...Yang Guang asked curiously: "Since your old man knew about it, why didn't he stop him?"

For the people in Yan Feng's family, cleaning up a mere S City and cleaning up a small Yan Gang is no problem.

He just didn't understand why the other party would condone it. Although the division of soldiers and bandits was not so clear since ancient times, this should be regarded as a matter of principle, right?

"My dad never cared about me." Yan Feng smiled and said, "Anyway, I'm just an ordinary school principal. It doesn't matter who I associate with. I never rely on my family. Or you You should also be thankful that you never thought of using me." Otherwise, you might have been dealt with long ago.

"Is it useless?" Yang Guang's eyes flashed, and he pointed to Yang Xiyan who was beside him, "The evidence is still here!" It can be considered that he sent the child in through the back door.

The child kept burying his head in writing something on the test paper, and occasionally stopped to look at Yang Guang, meeting his gaze at this moment, the child was startled, and then lowered his eyes.

Yan Feng sneered, "You're not afraid that your nephew will hate you." When Yang Guang said that if he couldn't do it, he didn't have to accept it, and when he said it was because the child used him, Yan Feng didn't miss the faint sadness in the child's eyes.

A very sensitive child, he easily understood the hints in Yang Guang's words, but it was also obvious... "Your nephew has a very good relationship with you." All his thoughts were on his uncle. The light did not get along for a long time.

Yang Guang glanced at Yang Xiyan casually, looked at the quiet figure of the child, and smiled, but with some deep meaning, "I'm not afraid that he hates me." I'm afraid that he will not understand his own feelings.

He could hear the deep meaning in his words, but obviously Yang Guang didn't want to talk more, Yan Feng smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

Everyone has their own secrets, coupled with their respective identities, asking questions in moderation and pretending to be stupid when necessary are the important reasons and tacit understanding for their friendship to last.

"Finished?"

After a long time, Yang Guang asked, seeing that the pen in the child's hand didn't move any more, but raised his head and stared at him.

"En." With a soft reply, the child put down the pen, stood up, looked into Yang Guang's eyes and said, "I won't do the rest." His voice was a little soft, and his eyelashes trembled uneasy. Obviously because of my inability, I was a little flustered.

"It's okay, just to test it out, so that I can arrange a class for you, it won't be normal." Yang Guang didn't speak, but Yan Feng said comfortingly.

He stepped forward and took the test papers in front of the child, and after reading them one by one, he raised his eyebrows at Yang Guang, "Your nephew is very good."

"Ok?"

"Totally exceeded my expectations."

Yang Guang curled his lips, and said very shockingly: "Is it worse than expected?" Because of his words, the child wrung his hands together anxiously.He lowered his head, bit his lip, and said nothing, that posture would soften anyone who saw it.

Seeing that Yang Guang was still watching with cold eyes, but without any comfort, Yan Feng explained: "I think it's rare for him to answer all the questions. Simple, he should know everything at his age, but he didn't write a single question." As for the reason for not writing, Yan Feng doesn't know whether he really doesn't know it or hides it.After all, whoever teaches children should not say that they are difficult to teach, but they are not easy to teach.

It's really strange that he can write the full spelling of a Chinese character, but can't write 26 letters.

He handed the paper in his hand to Yang Guang, but he squatted down in front of Yang Xiyan, and asked kindly, "Tell the principal, who taught you what you learned?"

Yang Xiyan took a step back anxiously, because of the sofa behind him, he stumbled and sat down on the sofa all of a sudden, but the moment he just sat down, he jumped up and rushed to Yang Guang's side, holding him tightly with both hands. sleeves.

"Second uncle, shall we go back?"

Yang Guang had seen that frightened gesture in the hospital before, and it was probably Yan Feng's questioning that reminded the child of some bad experience, so he was so repulsive.

Yang Guang patted his hand and said, "That's Uncle Yan, Second Uncle's friend, don't be afraid." As he spoke, he flipped through the child's test paper.

The child's handwriting was good, not at the level of a seven or eight-year-old child. Yang Guang flipped through it and handed the test paper back to Yan Feng.

It is rare to find a trace of frustration in Yan Feng's expression.

Yan Feng said: "I don't think my appearance is scary."

Yang Guang comforted: "My nephew is different, you don't have to pay too much attention to it." He said it was comfort, but the smile seemed a bit narrow.

Probably because of Yang Guang's words, Yang Xiyan's complexion improved a little. He stood next to Yang Guang, looked at Yan Feng, and asked again with certainty: "Second Uncle's friend?"

"Yes." Yang Guang looked at him deeply. "It's not some messy doctor or teacher. He's a friend of my second uncle. In the future, if you have something to do at school, you can go to him directly."

Needless to say, Yang Guang can probably guess what the child has experienced, so he didn't push the child away this time.

He turned his head, and said to Yan Feng cautiously, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Yan Feng shrugged, "I still like people to call me the principal." But the obvious child accepts the title of Uncle Yan more.

He looked at Yang Xiyan's test paper, thought for a moment, and said, "Sort your nephew into the third grade. I think he won't be able to keep up at first. I can help him make up lessons." The eight-year-old child should be about the same age as the second grader. , but Yang Xiyan answered some questions that even four or five years old may not know.

Maybe it's a gifted child!

Seeing his burning eyes, Yang Guang curled his lips and said: "Don't ask too much, I just hope that he can get in touch with people more."

"Don't worry, I'm measured."

So, following Yan Feng's words, Yang Guang helped Yang Xiyan go through the formal admission procedures, and went to class the next day.

10. Dark past

After Yang Xiyan's admission procedures were completed, Yang Guang also breathed a sigh of relief. He was relieved to hand over the child to Yan Feng. As long as the child can learn to integrate into society step by step, he has nothing to worry about. Next , it is time to deal with the matter of the Flame Gang.

The first is to visit Hong Sanye.

The old man likes to drink tea, so Yang Guang prepared the first-class premium Yuqian Longjing. 'Wuweiju' is a teahouse opened by Mr. Hong.

After the announcement, Yang Guang was led in by his servants. From a distance, he could see the rocking chair under the flower stand in the small pavilion. Mr. Hong, who was nearly fifty years old, with half-white hair and a Tang suit, was listening leisurely with his eyes closed. While playing opera, two young girls rubbed his legs and feet.

Kind of enjoy it.

"Third Lord." He called in a moderate voice, and Yang Guang approached slowly with a smile on his face.

"Yo, boy Yan is here." Hong Sanye opened his eyes a little, and gave him a sideways glance, "What kind of wind is this blowing? Didn't you ignore me, an old man?" His tone was a little angry .

After Lord Qi's death, Yang Guang deliberately distanced himself from him, which is well known.

"What is the third master talking about?" Yang Guang smiled humbly, "Isn't it because I've been busy all this time that I haven't come to see you?"

Putting the tea in his hand on the table next to Mr. Hong, Yang Guang said: "I got some good tea by chance. You know, I'm not very good at tasting, I can only waste things, so I thought of bringing it to you." gone."

The old man still squinted at him, and only after the servants opened the tea bag and the old man took a look at it did he finally smile a little, "Even if you are a smart kid, this thing is really a waste for you."

Yang Guang just smiled when he heard the words, can he be dissatisfied?This is a good product that made Zhao Dong go to several stores to buy it.

Mr. Hong raised his chin and said, "Sit down!"

Yang Guang sat down as he said, the old man waved away the servants who were serving him, sat up, and the steward next to him came over and picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea in front of Yang Guang.

The old man stared, "I want you to be troublesome!" It's just that the tea has already been served, and it's not easy to bring it back, so I can only tell Yang Guang with some unwilling eyes: "Drink slowly, taste it, this is a good thing !"

Yang Guang smiled, glanced at the manager, and asked, "New here?"

The person in charge didn't know what he had done wrong, he bowed his waist and lowered his head, looking humble.

The old man snorted coldly and said, "Old Chen's younger brother, I think it's okay, so let him stay here and help me settle down."

He glanced at Yang Guang and asked, "You don't come to the door if you have nothing to do. Tell me, you are here today to bring me tea, right?"

"Really not." He admitted generously, Yang Guang picked up the tea cup and sniffed it lightly, and then took a small sip. He was tasting the tea as red wine. He said with a straight face, "Come back next time, just give him a glass of plain water, and stop spoiling my tea!"

The old man's temper is actually pretty good, but when it comes to tea, he's a little serious.

Yang Guang shrugged. Although he had been drinking tea with his godfather for so many years, he really didn't understand these things. He probably didn't have that talent.

Seeing that the steward really came over with a cup of boiled water, Yang Guang didn't care, but still looked at Mr. Hong amusedly, and said: "In the past, the third master was used to make tea foam, but this time even the tea foam I can't bear it!"

"Blame me?" The old man looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "You haven't been in the door for almost a year, and no one else drinks the tea foam, so it takes up space, doesn't it?"

After all, the old man still cares a little about his saying that he won't come to the door if he doesn't come.

Mr. Hong and