There is a small shop, the wooden sign standing outside the door has been written on the "This store is full, temporarily closed, only for takeaway" a row of large characters, the window of the main entrance opened a small window, pasted the three words of the sales office, so that people who passed by the situation reported extremely curious, but only dared to guess privately, no one took it to the table to say.

In the lobby, the old village chief sat at the bottom of Donghuang Longyu and Chu Zhengtao, holding a cup of hot tea, drinking very satisfied, upstairs, the people from Qingniu Village also lowered their voices, and whispered with red faces one by one, making the atmosphere in the entire building extremely harmonious.

The waiters dressed neatly were busy upstairs and downstairs, but no one was lazy, from the aroma of wine and fruit to the fragrance of vegetables, it didn't take much time, and people were staggered, all of them were appreciative and sighing for Jinxiu's actions.

The old village chief scooped a small bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall for himself, and the corners of his forehead were sweaty and his face was red, so he slowed down his hands and feet: "Oh, although I have been eating and drinking all the way, the food in this building still tastes good." He paused, and looked towards Jinxiu, "This is the kid who is in charge of the stars?"

Jinxiu, who was drinking fish soup, smiled, "Yes, the village chief's grandfather is like a god, Brother Xingchen said that he would follow after he got the fiefdom without being killed, no, now he has settled in Surabaya, I heard that the aunt is already thinking about family affairs for Brother Xingchen...."

The old village chief wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, although he didn't speak, but nodded again and again, Chu Zhengtao didn't stop drinking with the old village chief with a cup outside, and the ladies at the other table who only looked at shook their heads, Jinxiu held the bowl and smiled at Wuxian, and the young man stopped a little.

"I heard that you are also about to have a good thing....." The old village chief hadn't seen these people for a long time, and he couldn't stop talking for a while, Uncle Yang looked at his father with blinking, but then that little attention was attracted to the fragrant food.

Bei Jinghong glanced at Jinxiu, and saw that she had already prepared to smile at herself without any image, pursed her lips, Bei Jinghong couldn't help laughing, but she didn't answer, and kept raising her hand to pile up delicious food on the plate in the old village chief's hand, the meaning of flattering was too obvious, so that the old man couldn't help laughing.

"You stinky boy, Tejing...."Although his mouth was disgusted, his eyes were full of love, and when he looked at Bei Jinghong, he was like looking at his own nephew

"I'm not too young, I was young when I met you, you are a big doll with a small doll, I have long regarded you as my own child, for so many years, you have not married, and the old man is also in a hurry, now it's good, it's good now....."

The old village chief was happy, raised his wine glass and shouted to cheer, but at this time, Bei Jinghong was a little silent, and slowly even his eyes were a little red, and he hung his head and silently poured wine for his uncle's cup.

This thing is his pain, Bei Jinghong's youth is consumed on him, the most favored little son of the Bei family back then, his appearance is superior, he is talented in kung fu, fresh clothes and angry horses are free, even if the palace changes, he has more choices and ways to live, but he is alone until now.

Jinxiu watched silently, but she put her eyes on Luo Manzhi, who was a little ignorant, "Miss Luo, in the future, please take care of me..."