Mr. Zhu's birthday calendar was always a gathering of his family, and he never invited outsiders, nor did he accept outsiders to come to pay his respects.

Four tables of eight immortals, each table filled with hot chicken, duck and fish.

Four generations in the same house, children and grandchildren, men and women, each with a smile on their faces.

The son and son-in-law accompanied the old man to drink at a table, and the daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law had a table of parents. The grandchildren chatted about the love and career of young people at a table. There was also a group of naughty children playing and making soup splash all over the table.

In late autumn, the courtyard is filled with spring-like warmth.

The eldest Zhu Jianguo inherited the mantle of the old man and joined the army, although he did not have the great achievements of the old man, and he also carried the rank of major general when he retired. The second eldest Zhu Jianmin is keen on science and technology, and has devoted himself to military science and technology for decades. The third child, Zhu Jiancheng, has been a political official, a young intellectual, and a village chief, although he is still a deputy provincial level in his fifties, he is already unattainable compared to ordinary people.

Three sons-in-law, the eldest son-in-law Nalan Zhenhai is the third son of the Nalan family, and the second son-in-law He Wen was born in a scholarly family, and he is also a well-known painter in China. Only the third son-in-law, Ye Yichen, has no family background, but he has also created a large family business in the East China Sea with his own hard work.

As for the grandchildren, they are thriving in politics, business, and academia.

The so-called wealthy family is by no means something that can be accumulated by one or two generations of hard work.

As the boss, Zhu Jianguo first raised his glass to toast, "Dad, I wish you a good day every year, and a future every year."

Old Man Zhu took a sip of his wine glass, "I think that the old man was also a person who didn't pour a pound of liquor, and now I am no longer the brave I used to be."

The second child, Zhu Jianmin, also picked up his wine glass: "Dad's body and bones look better than me and my eldest brother, and his demeanor has not diminished back then."

The old man laughed: "You two can also take a sip, Jianguo is almost seventy years old, and you are sixty-five, you must pay attention to taking care of your body."

The third child, Zhu Jiancheng, also raised his wine glass: "Dad, I will retire next year, or I will move in with you to be a companion."

Old Man Zhu waved his hand, and the whole family knew that the third child was afraid of guilt, and he never dared to speak loudly in front of his daughter-in-law in his life. "Don't talk big here, Zhu Heng's daughter-in-law is about to give birth, if you don't take your grandson, it's strange that your wife has stripped your skin."

Zhu Jiancheng smiled awkwardly, "Dad, don't underestimate me, I still have a lot of say at home."

Nalan Zhenhai said jokingly: "The third brother's voice is smaller." As he spoke, he bowed to the other table. "Be careful that the third sister-in-law hears".

Zhu Jiancheng straightened his neck and said, "What can I do if I hear it, what can she do to me."

He Wen said with a smile: "I heard that the third brother has to be the director."

"What's wrong with the director, I'm still the minister"!

Old Man Zhu laughed, once a year, he likes to see and hear his sons and sons-in-law chatting like this. The people at this table, whether they are sons or sons-in-law, can be regarded as upper-class people in society, usually speak and act cautiously, and fight with people everywhere, and there are very few opportunities to joke and chat without scruples like today.

Ye Yichen picked up his wine glass, "Dad, I also toast you, I wish you good health and a smile always."

Old Man Zhu nodded with a smile, "No matter how hard and difficult my old man is, he always smiles, Yichen, but don't keep a straight face all day long, they are all a family, and family affection is greater than the sky."

Nalan Zhenhai said jokingly: "Dad, Yichen's anger back then has not disappeared."

Ye Yichen said lukewarmly, "The Nalan family has a big business, and I am a powerless little person, where can I afford it."

Nalan Zhenhai laughed, picked up the wine glass and touched it with Ye Yichen, "Little brother-in-law, at that time, my brother-in-law didn't know gold and jade, and now it seems that you are also a dragon and phoenix among people, and your brother-in-law will accompany you."

Ye Yichen clinked glasses with Nalan Zhenhai expressionlessly, and said lukewarmly: "I can't afford the praise of the eldest brother-in-law, you originally wanted Chunying to marry the Xiao family, who is good friends with the Nalan family, and increase the power of your Nalan family."

Nalan Zhenhai smiled awkwardly, "Yichen, you misunderstood, who doesn't know the scholarly family of the Nalan family, I'm not as snobbish as you think."

Old Man Zhu coughed, among the three sons-in-law, his least favorite was Nalan Zhenhai. I used to think that the Nalan family was a good family, but the more I went to the back, the more I found that there was something wrong with the taste of this family's scholars.

When Ye Yichen pursued Zhu Chunying, the whole family, including him, was opposed, among which the eldest daughter was the most fiercely opposed, in fact, he himself was born in a poor family, and he didn't have much of a vision, if he hadn't been misled by Nalan Zhenhai, he wouldn't have been confused and strongly opposed, resulting in an estrangement between him and Ye Yichen now. Among all the children, he thinks that he never owes anyone, but he only has a trace of guilt for Zhu Chunying and Ye Yichen. In fact, he loves Ye Zixuan very much, in addition to winning his heart because Ye Zixuan is different, he doesn't want to make up for it.

"Yichen, it was our fault back then, and we were prejudiced against you. You and Chunying suffered from the sight of the door back then, and the lessons of the past are still in front of us. I've done a deep soul-searching, old man, and you don't want to repeat the mistakes of the past."

Ye Yichen's heart was shocked, and he vaguely felt that the old man had something to say, so he hurriedly said: "Dad, don't be careful, how dare I be disrespectful to you."

Old Man Zhu picked up the wine glass and said boldly: "Come, drink."

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The scene in the ring can only be described as tragic in two words, both of their faces were distorted and deformed by fists, and each punch was accompanied by blood spilled into the air.

Under the ring, there was already silence, and some timid women were blindfolded and did not dare to look again.

Xia Zhiqiu was shocked, how much determination and perseverance it takes to persist to this extent. She suddenly understood Lu Shanmin's thoughts, he was not reckless, but in this way, he wanted to show everyone in Jiangzhou his determination to move to the Xue family, which was to express his life with his life, so that those who were not used to seeing the Xue family could see that there was such a lifeless person fighting with the Xue family.

Chen Jing gradually saw a glimmer of hope from disappointment and despair, no oath and promise could compare to the proof of action, before he was worried that Lu Shanmin would use the Chen family as cannon fodder against the Xue family, and once he failed, he would pat his ass and leave. Now he saw Lu Shanmin's determination to fight to the death, and he believed that Lu Shanmin would fight with them to the end with his life.

Chen Xun's blood boiled, if he followed Lu Shanmin mostly out of helplessness and fear before, then now he is completely admired from the heart. He suddenly felt that the life he had spent drinking in the past was too low-end, and he was completely wasting his life, which was what a real man should be.

Even a late-stage master of the mountain-moving realm like the White Fighting Wolf was deeply touched, and muttered: "Be brave and diligent, and move forward." The essence of the eight characters of foreign boxing was vividly interpreted by the two people on stage."

Yi Xiangfeng sighed, 'It's so ruthless'.

Hai Dongqing's brows furrowed slightly, his hands clenched unconsciously, and he could see that he was quite nervous in his heart.

As for the Jiangzhou traditional martial arts community present, more people feel ashamed of themselves, no wonder Chuanwu is mistaken for juggling by many people, compared to the two people on the stage, their so-called martial arts have long been submerged in the interests of false fame, when have they experienced such a grind. The edge of the sword is sharpened, and there is no battle of life and death, how can there be combat effectiveness.

Xue Rong and his face were solemn, a competition that everyone thought would be won, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

In addition to Xue Meng's solemn face, he also had a hint of relief and relief, in such a situation, the chance of Xue Liang killing Lu Shanmin on the stage was not very large. It is gratifying that Xue Liang can have such a will to fight, no matter whether he wins or loses, there will inevitably be a breakthrough after this competition, and the martial arts will be more determined.

In the ring, the battle between the two continued.

The corners of Lu Shanmin's mouth were bleeding, his eyes were red and swollen, and his muscles were almost numb with pain. Xue Liang was not much better, the corners of his eyebrows were broken, and his cheeks were swollen as if they were stuffed into two big buns. His chest was heaving, and his feet were floating as if he were stepping on the clouds.

Xue Liang gasped and giggled, "Lu Shanmin, you are the only person I have ever met who is really not afraid of death, and you deserve my attention."

Lu Shanmin's face was cold and resolute, "The Xue family is not dead, I don't dare to die."

"Hehe, even though I don't underestimate you anymore, I still think your tone is too big."

"I still have to have a wish, what if it comes true."

"Very good, we are really the same kind of people, you are right, there are still wishes, and if you insist on persevering, we can kill you."

"Remember Tang Fei, he's waiting for you below"!

"Remember Long Yun. He is also waiting for you underground"!

Xue Liang's physical fitness has long been close to the critical point, although Lu Shanmin has internal qi to nourish the acupoints and qi of the whole body, but the heavy blows suffered by the body penetrate the internal organs, and the body's ability to resist blows is also close to the limit. Xue Liang needed time to recover a little physical fitness, and Lu Shanmin also needed time to relieve his injuries.

Marathon runners do not stop to rest immediately after the finish of the race, but gradually recover by walking slowly. After the physical energy consumption reaches the critical point, there will be a particularly weak node when you suddenly rest, and only after surviving this node, the physical energy will really begin to recover.

Between a few words, Xue Liang's feet trembled slightly. Lu Shanmin took a deep breath, he was waiting for such a point in time. With a cold snort, he punched his right arm with a big swing.

Xue Liang endured the pain in his lungs and took a deep breath, the decline in physical strength made him unable to dodge this punch, and he could only barely raise his arm to block. The power of Lu Shanmin's punch is not necessarily great, but it hits the arm like a mountain. The already trembling legs bent suddenly and almost fell, Xue Liang's clenched teeth oozed blood, and the exhaustion of his body was hard to hold on under the strong spiritual drive.

A punch with all his strength tore at the muscles of his body, and there was a pain that pierced his heart. Lu Shanmin held his breath and punched Xue Liang in the face again.

Xue Liang was also unable to breathe, and threw a punch with a trembling fist.

Two limp fists collided together, and both of them staggered back at the same time as if they were drunk. One was sweating profusely in pain, and the other was so tired that his breath was greater than his intake.