Zeng Tian Tian was lucky and happened to be one of them.

"Ahem......"

"Xiao Feng, you ...... over there in Malaysia"

Finally, Zeng Yuanqing finally couldn't help but interject.

However, the sentence was not finished. Because, the old god of war has arrived.

As soon as the old god of war comes, there will be nothing else to do.

Zeng Yuanqing took a sip of cold herbal tea, and reluctantly got up to pick up his old man.

"You're here early?"

"Hmm. I will make you back to the pot meat and Dongpo elbow. ”

"These dolls are very ghostly. Don't give them any promises, there are benefits. ”

The old god of war took his cane and walked around, and said coldly: "You have the ability to be like Xiao Feng, and you can earn a world by yourself." ”

"Xiao Feng, if you dare to help them, I'm not kind to you. ”

The sound of thunder killing and tiger roaring came out, and the wind suddenly rose in all directions, and the Zeng family suddenly felt monstrous pressure, and one by one, how dare they risk half a word syllable.

The old god of war shouted at Zeng Yuanqing: "Especially you." Zeng Yuanqing. Pay attention to Lao Tzu. Dare to find Jin Feng to do something, Lao Tzu wants your life. ”

Zeng Yuanqing was trembling, his little tricks and tricks were pierced by his father, with all kinds of unwillingness and extreme helplessness, he nodded heavily.

That expression on his face is a wonderful one.

The little bit of fancy intestines in his stomach is really not enough to see in front of his old man.

The Zeng family's family banquet is the same as the Zeng family's family style, which is extremely strict.

There are countless family valves in Shenzhou throughout the ages, and they will be replaced in a few years or so, and they are truly one of the few in long-term history.

The reason for the defeat of these gate valve families is that family style is one of the biggest factors.

Although the old god of war is the father and the backbone, if the family style is not good, the Zeng family will not continue to this day.

Because of Yu Shuguang's matter, the Zeng family was forced to a dead end by Jin Feng.

At that time, the old god of war was ruthless to Zeng Yuanqing, so Zeng Yuanqing completely withdrew from real estate a year ago, and waited for death at home.

A large family of more than a dozen people sat around a table, and there were only seven or eight dishes on the table plus a plate of dumplings.

In the words of the old god of war, these meals were not even dreamed of back then.

However, the old god of war has a weakness, that is, at the time of dinner, it is the happiest time of the day.

Because, this meal, there is wine to drink.

As a famous general who fought for three thousand miles, the old god of war stayed in the north long enough. In the turbulent years, the whole country went to the disaster, the months and months fought every year, and every day in the sea of corpses and blood, wine was the best comfort at that time.

The wine is a medicinal wine configured by Zhong Jingsheng's national doctor, and it is rationed eight cents a day. Not a drop more.

Today is the one hundred and twelfth birthday of the old god of war, and he can only drink eight yuan of wine.

More than a dozen people crowded on a table, stunned to hear only the chopsticks moving, and no one spoke, as if they were in the most severe heavenly killing barracks.

Originally, it was extremely uncomfortable to drink and not talk during dinner, and it was also a birthday for the old god of war.

But that's how the Zeng family's family style.

Therefore, the people who drank on the entire table were the old God of War and Jin Feng. Even Zeng Zimo drank boiled water.

If you don't drink alcohol and just eat, you can finish it in about ten minutes.

Zeng Tiantian's granddaughter, five-year-old Zeng Aihua, obediently picked up his own dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen and washed them himself.

Zeng Zimo's cousin cousin and cousin's generation are the same, and they bowed to the old god of war to wish a happy birthday before getting up.

Zeng Yuanqing's generation is not very particular, and he quietly picks up his own dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen and does not care about his father.

But in the eyes of outsiders, the old god of war is a god. At home, in the eyes of his children, the old god of war is a father who is cold and harsh.

When the old god of war finished drinking wine and finished eating, wiped his mouth and got up, the family banquet ended like this.

There are no delicacies from the mountains and seas, no big fish and meat, the most ordinary home cooking, the most ordinary family banquet.

There are not many leftovers left on the table for breakfast at home tomorrow morning, and those who are not at home will continue to eat until noon and afternoon.

Ordinary and frugal.

This is the family style of the old god of war.

After eating, the old god of war didn't care about his children and grandchildren, but hugged his little great-grandson who was just eight months old.

The little great-grandson is also Zeng Tiantian, and after catching up with the policy of letting go of the second child, the Zeng family also got the only male in this generation.

It's a pity that the only man was very afraid of the old god of war with a black and white ugly face, and he cried and screamed, and was taken away in less than a minute.

The old god of war was not angry, and sat there quietly. quietly watched his son, grandson, daughter-in-law, and son-in-law whispering to themselves, and the old god of war did not interject or speak.

Although it is very deserted, it is a different taste of home.

Half an hour later, the old god of war got up, and the eldest daughter-in-law and the younger daughter-in-law immediately came over, one holding the old god of war and the other holding a bag, and went out for a walk with the old god of war.

"Xiao Feng. Walk. ”

With one sentence, the eldest daughter-in-law and the younger daughter-in-law stopped, and Jin Feng calmly got up and carried a big bag to accompany the old god of war out.

As soon as Jin Feng left, the Zeng family in the living room was suddenly extremely disappointed, and looked at each other full of helplessness.

"I said, boss, what did you do? You don't know how to call Jin Feng out in advance to avoid the old man. ”

"You know that the old man will definitely strike later. You should have started to hit the old man by surprise. ”

"That's right, big brother, do you know how high the chance of Xiao Feng coming back once and being able to come to our house is? 1 in 10,000!"

The style of painting changed sharply, and Zeng Peipei and Li Yalan faced Zeng Yuanqing together.

"Do you know how difficult it is to invite Xiao Feng to dinner? Even Rania postponed his return to China and waited for Jin Feng. ”

"He's the Speaker of the Roman Empire!"

"A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, boss. You are delaying the fighter, and before it is your turn, the old man will definitely shoot you. At worst, you have to be beaten half to death. ”

"The old man sits there for half an hour and waits for you to make a move, you are good. Pretend to be dumb and pretend to be a filial son. ”

"You have forgotten all the art of war taught by the old man. Preemptive, preemptive. ”

Zeng Yuanqing smashed the cigarette box and shouted angrily.

"Preemptive!? The old man is still sitting there with your poor dagger. I'm done, I'll give you a pot. ”

"It's all my fault. You know I came across this little ...... by chance He, I don't even want this face. ”

"He, what did he do to me back then? You can see it clearly. ”

"I'm his father-in-law. Is there a son-in-law in the world who beats the old man?"

When these words came out, Zeng Jiashan was full of indifference and didn't care, and his face was disapproving.

Zeng Tian crossed Erlang's legs and said quietly: "Your Majesty has no way, conniving and shielding." ”

"You deserve it!"

Zeng Yuanqing suddenly became angry, pointed at Zeng Tiantian and scolded in pain: "You have the ability, then don't beg him." ”

"Ah, I don't know you yet, you're fucking skipping work to see him early. ”

Immediately, Zeng Yuanqing pointed to his wife and shouted, "And you." He's been in the kitchen for a full eighty minutes, and you haven't even said a word. ”

"A once-in-a-century God-given opportunity, you didn't even catch up with it. Are you still worthy of being the chief planner?"

Long Xiaoji sat innocently and said in a low voice: "I'm more afraid of Xiao Feng than you." He's so fierce, and he looks scarier than his father. ”

"On the day the old man died, if he had a gun in his hand, he would have taken us all by surprise. ”

Immediately, Zeng Yuanqing stopped doing it and yelled at his wife.

"What are you afraid of him? He's your son-in-law. What are you afraid of? If you want to say anything, just tell him and you'll be done. ”

Long Xiaoji said in a low voice: "Hezhu Xiaofeng is my son-in-law, so he is not your son-in-law? Yu Shuguang almost lost Xiao Feng. ”

"Besides. I didn't ask for him. You can't pass this level, so you want Xiao Feng to help. ”

Zeng Yuanqing's face was pale and he shouted loudly: "You still want to ask your son-in-law to clear the palace jewelry." ”

"And you, Qi Guohui. You even want Xiao Feng to help you pave the way in the desert, do you think I don't know? You pushed off a business trip in order to meet Xiao Feng. ”

"And you, Peipei. I won't talk about you. Interpol has been thinking about it for years and you've been crazy. ”

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