Old Man Gao turned a blind eye to this, in the big family, it is very common for biological brothers to compete with each other, as long as it is not related to life and death, he turns a blind eye.

As for family affection, Mr. Gao believes that there are some things, if you don't understand them yourself, it is better not to say them by force.

The Gao family does not need a group of harmony on the surface, some cohesion, and it is out of competition.

"Oh? I'd like to see what my grandson has given me. Gao Xingbang took the small box and laughed.

Gao Ming couldn't help but roll his eyes, it's true that it's a grandson, it's just that why do you hear it so awkwardly when you say this.

As soon as the box was opened, with the old man's experience of 80 years of wind and rain, not only his eyes bulged, but he was shocked.

Really, this grandson is too real, and the gift is so unexpected, so practical. The old man is really good at this.

Just, can you send some with a little brand? Also, when you roll, can you not use rice paper, that paper should be more expensive than the content.

This is really handmade, and it is definitely a piece of filial piety for his grandson. The old man comforted himself silently in his heart.

The two slightly embarrassed middle-aged men beside him were not only a little curious, what did Gao Ming give that made the old man, an old general who had experienced the test of strong winds and waves, shocked, what a valuable gift it was?

poked his head and secretly glanced at the gifts in the box, and for a moment, the two of them were also a little stunned. It is a fact that a wealthy man like the Gao family spends little money, but it is not uncommon to see rare and exotic items in the family, and the vision is wide, which can make these two stunned gifts properly unusual.

The gift is really not ordinary, but it is really not a dime related to the valuable, as the saying goes, the gift is light and affectionate, and it is a heart, even if it is to take a straw.

Then don't take it, if you take it, someone will be beaten to death, and you don't have to pay two pieces for sending beggars?

But Gao Ming's gift is sincere, in the eyes of the two bigwigs, it is not much better than sending beggars.

After carefully examining it over and over again, including the old man, it was finally confirmed that Gao Ming was sending five cigarettes, yes, no more, no less, just five, half less than the smallest cigarette box on the market.

Moreover, the owner of the gift, apparently in order to reflect the difference of the gift, gave up the purchase, and directly used white rice paper, wrapped in tobacco leaves, and made it by hand.

Of course, according to visual inspection, it remains to be confirmed whether the thing rolled in the rice paper is tobacco or not, but there is still some wetness on the white rice paper, and the saliva from the glued paper should not have dried for too long.

Absolutely, the owner has spent a lot of effort on this gift.

"Poof" The two of them were collectively happy.

Gao Zikai's son, this is really promising, I know that the old man likes to have nothing to do, this gift is well chosen, very targeted, and very thoughtful.

Old man Gao couldn't cry or laugh, reached out and took out a handmade cigarette without a filter, and said with a smile: "Come, come, light it for me, the cigarette given by my eldest grandson, you have to taste it." ”

"Eh" Gao Zikai has been calm and calm from beginning to end, and his face has a feeling of convulsions.

What the hell is this kid? If you give the old man a gift, even if you don't want to worry about it, go to the street to buy two cigarettes, and no one will say anything about you.

But who told you to send a few cigarettes that you rolled yourself? It's just that there is no filter, and more importantly, Gao Zikai is very suspicious that this cigarette is not rolled with tobacco leaves, and it will not be leaves picked up from the yard.

Once that thing is lit, it will catch fire.

Thinking that the old man would be smoking a small torch in a while, with a smile on his face, Gao Zikai and Shangguan Jingyi looked at each other, and there was an urge to beat the baby son back to his stomach.

"Okay, grandpa, you wait." Gao Ming replied with a grin.

I'm afraid that he alone didn't think that he was polite and affectionate, the cigarette was naturally not an ordinary cigarette, and it was appropriate to pretend to use the "Golden Thread Grass" brand cigarettes, last time in the dog ring, a maximum auction price of more than 50 million.

Even in the capital, there is no particularly hard relationship, no matter how much money you have, you don't want to buy one, and it is only circulated in a specific small circle.

Gao Ming wanted to get these cigarettes from the senior brother, but he used all the coercion and temptation, and finally paid the price of ten times the price that he would return in the future, so he emptied the last only inventory of the senior brother and sent it here.

As for how to repay the arrears in the future, Gao Ming didn't think about it so much for the time being, it should all depend on the amount of cultivation of the old man, let the senior brother go to the old man to compete, it depends on whether he has the courage.

As if he didn't see the gloating faces of the two uncles and the expressions of his father and mother who wanted to eat people, he didn't feel that he was not too polite and affectionate, and while responding to the old man, he wiped it on his trouser leg, and a flame bloomed between his fingers.

When everyone was still surprised that his lighter was hidden there, they saw him flick his fingers, and the cigarette that the old man was holding was ignited, and wisps of green smoke came out.

I'll go, this kid is magician, don't say, it's quite fancy to light a cigarette. However, the Gao family doesn't need this kind of grandiose clown-like child.

The two middle-aged men glanced at each other, each hiding the comfort in their eyes, perhaps, from this moment on, Gao Ming was destined to be removed from the sequence of the heirs of the Gao family, and it was destined to be nothing big.

"Haha, this trick is quite beautiful, when will you be free to teach grandpa." The old man didn't think so complicated about the two of them, but laughed very heartily.

"Cheng, grandpa, as long as you want to learn, I'll teach you." Gao Ming agreed very happily.

I don't know if it's because of the bloodline, Gao Ming has a very good impression of this old man with a unique style in his own family, and he has already made up his mind to teach the old man a set of physical techniques that are said to be passed down from the divine doctor Hua Tuo for self-cultivation.

That's a good reason.

As for how the fire in Gao Ming's hand came from, Gao Ming is not a magician, so naturally he can't make fire out of thin air, and he is not Nezha, he has three flavors of true fire in his body. In fact, it is very simple, Gao Ming's luck is on his fingers, and the high-speed and violent friction between the guò and the jeans ignites the tissue hidden between the fingers, but the speed is very fast, and people who don't know the details only see Gao Ming making a fire out of nothing.

This trick, but Gao Ming suffered from the lack of matches to light the fire when he was a teenager, and the inspiration he got from the allusion in drilling wood for fire has since become out of control and has become a special skill for pretending.

It's just that Gao Ming didn't expect that the awesome was awesome, but he didn't pretend to be good, and this trick was regarded as a useless model by his two uncles.

Gao Ming wants to know, you have to spray their faces, do you have the ability to come by yourself? Without Gao Ming's skills, you just slip your pants and try to get a spark out.

"Huh? No, it tastes weird. ”

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