Yang Xinhua's words were bleak and desolate, implying his blood and tears for more than ten years, and the pestle couldn't help but be moved, and regretted:

"Actually, the old skunk is a good man, but he is poor......"

"Hehe, this is like a human saying!" Zhang San was crazy when he heard this, and turned his face and said:

"We are poor, but we are not poor! Poor, it does not mean how much you have in your pocket, but how much you have in your heart. Hehe, as the so-called poor and strong, do not fall into the ambition of the clouds. Unrighteous wealth and nobility are like floating clouds to me. The future is terrifying, don't bully the poor youth. Heroes don't ask where they come from. Although Lao Zhang is older, he also has the ambition of a bird!"

Zhang San shook his head madly, and in the end, it became a bold ambition.

"Uh......" The pestle looked at Zhang San's crazy appearance, and he was also inexplicably infected. Although he didn't understand the meaning of those words, he was very moved by Lao Zhang's passion, and after pondering for a long time, he asked:

"Can you say those words again?"

"What, didn't you understand?" Zhang San frantically wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and recited again:

"Poor and strong, do not fall into the ambition of the clouds. Unrighteous wealth and nobility are like floating clouds to me. The future is terrifying, don't bully the poor youth. Heroes don't ask where they come from. Princes and generals, would you rather have a kind?"

After he finished his back and looked at the pestle, he smiled and said, "What's the matter, do you want to worship mountain people as teachers?"

"Oh, worship you as a teacher?" The pestle was stunned, and suddenly felt that Zhang Sanmad was really knowledgeable and talented, and there were a lot of genuine goods in his stomach, but he was still unconvinced, and sneered indifferently:

"I can worship, but I can worship you at most, master, wronged?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang San was crazy when he heard this, but he didn't care at all, his eyes lit up and he said loudly:

"That's okay, let's be a master for you, but what? The mountain man has long said, master, you have a strange bones, and sooner or later it will become a big thing!"

"Uh......" Kiko felt that his words were a bit like singing opera, but he sang extremely seriously, and couldn't help but stare and ask:

"Didn't you say that you weren't crazy, why did you open your mouth and talk nonsense? Even if you scold me for being malnourished and stumbling, you don't need to hide needles in such cotton!"

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"Uh......" Zhang San was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile:

"It's okay, those who achieve great things are eclectic! You just think we're still crazy, let's just lick your face and pug and beg you to be a crazy master, so it's okay, right?"

Zhang Sanmad looked like he was sticky, and even Yang Xinhua couldn't stand it, so he sneered at Zhang Sanmad:

"Lao Zhang, last night you told me that you had the best relationship with my brother in Daqingshan, and you are just one of his friends!

It's not as shameless as you to make friends!"

Grandma Liang opened her mouth to complain: "Smack, I really underestimate you, not only is you poor and reckless, but you are also arrogant and don't know how thick the sky is, and you don't want to cherish such a good old friend!

"Wow!" Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanmad was unhappy when he heard it, and asked Grandma Liang: "What's the matter, you Liang is avoiding dust, you also think I'm crazy, and I still have a Taoist heart?"

"I ......" Grandma Liang couldn't help but feel embarrassed when she found that she had lost her mouth, and she was ashamed to explain:

"It's all my fault that my old woman has a bad tongue, I'm sorry for your big brother!"

But Zhang Sanmad was energetic, with an unrelenting posture, and asked:

"You tell me honestly, your real surname is Liang, isn't your name Liang Yuyan?

"Ah, yes...... I talked about it yesterday morning!" Grandma Liang was stunned by Zhang Sanmad's question, and she didn't know which tendon she offended him.

"Hmph, that's right!" Zhang Sanmad became fierce and domineering for a while, and continued with a cold smile:

"You are so cunning and calculating, how long do you think you want to hide it?"

"Hmm, what am I hiding?" cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, ......cough,

Seeing this, the pestle was angry and worried, and glared at Zhang San angrily and scolded madly: "Old skunk, why are you slandering grandma so much, what is she hiding? If you are angry again, can you bear the responsibility?"

"Alas, master, you don't understand, let's just figure it out!" Zhang Sanmad saw that the pestle was so angry that he stomped his feet, and once again faced Grandma Liang and said in a cold voice:

"Liang Fuchen, the mountain man pinched his fingers in his sleep this morning, you old Taoist priest was actually married, and he was pregnant with a son before marriage, and ...... And your son killed his stepfather!"

"......" Grandma Liang was dumbfounded after listening to him, and suddenly shook her whole body, Ji'er hugged her arms and trembled, as if she had entered an ice cellar.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" The pestle was worried that something would happen to her just after she got out of the hospital, so she hurriedly stepped forward to support her, turned around and yelled at Zhang Sanmad: "You are a dead madman, if you don't brag, you will die?"

"What, am I bragging?" Zhang San pointed at the tip of his nose madly, and then glared at Grandma Liang more seriously, "If the mountain man has half a nonsense, let the woman punish us tonight!"

"Go, talk nonsense!" Yang Xinhua was also afraid that Grandma Liang would make a mess, so she quickly stabbed him and grabbed him by the arm and pulled him into the house, blaming him:

"If I had known you were so tough

I won't let you in my door!"

Zhang Sanmad was anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly smiled and coaxed: "Hehe, if we don't be tough, we won't be able to impress you!

Yang Xinhua was no longer angry when she saw that he was serious, but she still couldn't help but ask curiously: "Then have you ever dreamed?"

"Ah, it's done!" Zhang Sanmad admitted without any ambiguity:

"I originally hugged you to do the story of Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian fighting the mandarin duck couch, but I was trembling and what to do...... Suddenly I saw a big mountain!"

"Poof!" Yang Xinhua couldn't help but smile and said shyly: "It's not serious!

"Well, that mountain is really big!" Zhang Sanmad stretched out his arm and gestured, his eyes widened and he said with a very serious braggart look:

"It's a big mountain...... That's called going straight into the sky! Let's take a closer look, yo, isn't this the famous Changqing Lingyan Mountain! Okay, we still thought that we were going to ascend to immortality, so we stretched out our arms and kicked our legs, grabbed a rattan and climbed up. And guess what?"

"Phew, what do you say?" Yang Xinhua rolled her eyes at him, teasing and scolding:

"I said, why are you holding someone's thigh in the middle of the night, and shouting come on, come on!

"You...... Don't interrupt!" Zhang Sanmad's face turned red and embarrassed, and he frowned and said, "Your man is talking about business, so you don't know how to cooperate?"

Yang Xinhua leaned over and saw that Grandma Liang had already helped Grandma Liang walk away, and then sighed and said, "Okay, let's say, I don't think you're crazy!"

"What's crazy?" Zhang San said madly, "Crazy is better than bad and stupid, right? Besides, crazy people like our old Zhang have been crazy since ancient times, except for Lingyin's crazy senior brother, I'm afraid there is no one who is better than me!"

"Well, you have the talent to chew the words, anyway, I can't understand it! I will listen to what you want to say, and I won't listen to what you don't want to say! From now on, I won't do that kind of unsightly business, if you don't dislike it, I'll learn to tell from you!"

"Eh, storytelling?" Zhang San was stunned for a moment, and quickly shook his head again and again:

"That's not good, besides, we're not telling stories, mountain people are cultivating the way! In this way, you listen to me, I've figured it out this morning, and we have to go back to our old business! You see that the small building next door is not, it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time, let's plan to rent the first floor to open a hair salon, the name of the mountain people have been thought of, it is called the heart of the hair salon! Hehe, hehe...... What's going on?"

"What, you said next door......?" Yang Xinhua couldn't help but gasp when she heard it, and couldn't go on.