"What does it have to do with me?" Dean Fang looked at him coldly, picked up the lighter and lit it himself, and looked at Yue Wen as if he was thousands of miles away, and then didn't look at him again.

"Grandpa Fang, this is Secretary Yue of Furong Street in the Development Zone, Grandpa Yuan has worked in the Development Zone, and he is still thinking about the delicious frozen persimmons in Jinji Ridge and the ...... of Jinji Lake."

"Persimmons are delicious and not delicious," Dean Fang spat out a puff of cigarette, "I asked your grandfather to go out with me, but he didn't want to go out for a walk while he was young." ”

Young?

One in his eighties, one in his seventies, still young?!

Anyway, being young is really young, the best young, and I hope I'm always twenty-eight years old!

"Shanshan and I have also been there, and you praised the photos you took," Yuan Shuying looked at Yue Wen and was also speaking for Yue Wen, "You also said how cute those children are.......

"Where are children not cute?" I just said casually. Dean Fang spit out a smoke ring, looking at Yuan Shuying and Lu Shanshan very embarrassed, he suddenly smiled happily again.

"Dean Fang, I want to ask you to ......," Yue Wen said with a smile.

"There was no time. ”

Yue Wen laughed, Dean Fang looked at him in surprise, this person counts

It is alive and understood, although it is not formal, but there is a number in the heart, thirty and standing, forty and not confused, fifty and knowing the destiny of heaven, sixty and obedient, seventy as you like and not exceeding the rules!

This old man has a bit of a more and more transparent taste, interesting, fun!

Lu Shanshan knew Yue Wen's purpose and also understood Dean Fang's temper, she smiled and said, "Grandpa, he has seen you from Grandpa Yuan." ”

"There are more people who have seen me, and there are enough memorial services to be held," Dean Fang knocked the pipe in his hand and walked outside, "Don't bother, what should you do." ”

Yuan Shuying smiled and followed, "Grandpa Fang, just listen to it." ”

"Xiaoying, when did you become so vulgar?" Dean Fang turned around with a smile, "Don't be with the laity, the taste on your body is vulgar." ”

"Yes, vulgar," Suddenly, Yue Wen pointed at Yuan Shuying, "vulgar, I have already seen it, vulgar." ”

Yue Wen said solemnly, gritted his teeth, Yuan Shuying and Lu Shanshan, who were familiar with his character, couldn't cry or laugh, and Fang Shiyu stopped for a moment.

"If you want to be shameless, people will speak for you, and you are still barking at the sky here! I can't get used to you people who see the wind and rudder, flattering and bullying, flies and dogs....... I didn't let your father enter politics in the first place, because there are so many such people. ”

"That's some people, master, but it's really not me," Yue Wen didn't get angry at all, he seemed to be playing more and more, "I came to you for a purpose. ”

"You're honest, but I don't listen. Dean Fang walked towards the outside of the airport and lit his pipe again.

"Well, then you just didn't say anything, and I just wanted to invite you to play. ”

"Please let me play?" Dean Fang stopped, "Do you know how to play?"

"First locomotive, I'm a motorcycle party. ”

Yue Wen pointed ahead, next to Yuan Shuying's car, Ren Gongcheng's motorcycle was parked.

Dean Fang looked at Yue Wen for the first time, "Boy, I don't care who gave you the idea, are you still a motorcycle party?" he interrupted Yue Wen with a wave of his hand, "You people, it's okay to take a car, it's a long way to drive, tell you, kid, this is all left over from my play, boy, I also sue you, who is the oldest drag racing party in Qinwan?" He was very proud, "I have a tyrannosaurus at home!"

"Do you dare to sit on that thing? Don't worry, there may be traffic jams on the road, but there will definitely be no traffic jams in the air!"

The trike came to a quiet stop in a square ahead, and pedestrians looked sideways.

"Dare to sit, dare to sit and I'll take you back. ”

"Yue Wen!" Yuan Shuying is gone, a person in his seventies and eighties is dangerous, it is dangerous to take a plane, you let him sit on this!

"It's not going to work, it's too dangerous. ”

"I really haven't sat on this plaything," Dean Fang smiled, "Sit, why don't you sit, when will this stinky skin be returned to the Buddha, I will also be relieved!"

Yue Wen waved his hand at Yuan Shuying and Lu Shanshan, signaling them that he had already made proper arrangements, "Then old Fang, tomorrow we will fly over the sea, do you dare? It's okay, I just want to play with you." ”

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"Knock knock knock—"

On Jinjiling Square, the old secretary was the leader, and the gongs and drums were beating loudly. Everyone's face is like a demon, full of energy, everyone's movements are very big, the cymbals fly up and down, the drumsticks wave back and forth, the red silk flutters in the wind, all of them are intoxicated, like crazy.

"Secretary Yuan!"

The old secretary saw Yuan Ang walking in front of him in the crowd, and next to him was Dean Fang wearing a small straw hat and holding a pipe.

Yuan Ang also saw the old secretary, and it was embarrassing that he actually remembered the old village branch secretary back then, and the two held hands and talked enthusiastically, and the old secretary's eyes were full of tears.

Dean Fang came to Jinjiling today accompanied by Yuan Gaoguan, and arrived home by power delta wing that night, in fact, Yue Wen's heart has always been in his throat, and it is still the hospital coordinated by Sun Jianyi, and an ambulance has been following behind.

But Yue Wen immediately knew that his worries were superfluous, and today in order to welcome Dean Fang, the whole village of people of all ages went out together, as if it was the New Year, and the lion and dragon dances on the street were so lively.

After a burst of dragon dancing gongs and drums sounded, I saw Fang Shiyu put the pipe in his hand into his pocket, and jumped up with a "poof".

The old secretary looked at Yuan Ang, "It's okay, he's willing to try new things." ”

I saw Dean Fang take the dragon in the hands of the dragon dancer, and the dance will start. You must know that the faucet is very heavy, and if you want to drive the whole team, you will never be able to play without a certain amount of physical strength.

But Dean Fang danced vigorously, and at his great age, he actually danced for a few rounds.

"In front is the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, Jinji Lake. Yue Wen smiled and guided Yuan Ang and Dean Fang forward, "Dean Fang, look, this mountain is on this lake, I hope you will settle down here." ”

Luo Hongmin also said that he wanted to be a villager here after retirement, but Yue Wen knew Dean Fang's temperament, so it was not appropriate to mention leadership on this occasion.

"Good place, indeed a good place, it's dark under the lights, it's dark under the lights, Lao Yuan, why didn't you tell me earlier that there was such a virgin land in Qinwan!"

Entering the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, Dean Fang excitedly pushed open the window, and the water of the lake came to his face.

"Good place, this place is a place where you can enjoy tea and talk about Taoism, and you can also talk about swords in Huashan," he looked at Yuan Ang, "Little friend, how about I introduce you to a few more old friends?"

Okay, Yue Wen was overjoyed, and Dean Fang's friend must not be in vain.

"I have two old friends in Xiangjiang, one is Jin Daxia, and the other is Su Can, a food master," these two people, the former is a symbol of Chinese culture, and the latter is a symbol of Xiangjiang culture. ”