The lock slammed and the door opened.

The two eldest and two young in the house looked towards the door at the same time, and saw a timid big girl squeezing in.

The woman's face was a little red, and her expression was slightly cramped.

Yang Wei was stunned, secretly wondering if Huang Xiaoyi still had such a little daughter's expression?

Just as he was wondering, I saw the big girl turn sideways, and a young man with a tiger's back flashed out.

This master was holding two pockets in his hands, his eyes were wide-eyed, his chest was undulating, and he hummed and hummed his emotions on the spot for a while before he spoke: "Uncle Huang is good, Aunt Hu is good, I am Huang Xiaoyi's classmate, Wu Ping." ”

It's your grandson!

What a classmate, it's just waiting for the little sister to get out of school every day. Taking advantage of his position, he specializes in seducing female college students who are not deeply involved in the world.

The police are responsible for household registration and public security. He's good, the institute is just a little bit of a point, and he patrols the school gate every day. Fight no matter what, the thief can't see it, and the only task is to pick up the subject from school.

Someone came to report his home, and Yang Wei reacted, and he was really familiar at first glance.

This bastard is much thinner and darker than in later generations, but the edges and corners are still vaguely scumbag.

The only time Yang Wei entered the game in decades was when Wu Ping, a bastard, carried it in by himself.

Whoever said it was not good, so if you had to invite him to eat noodles, he wouldn't give him a clove of garlic. There is no detention or arrest, there are no formalities, and no records are made, that is, they are not allowed to leave, and the whole is an illegal imprisonment.

If this grandson weren't for the little half-sister's husband, it would be a big deal.

This guy is a humanoid animal, a humanoid beast, and he doesn't think about anything, but interferes in everything.

Carrying a black pot can make a great achievement, and a fugitive can be brought back by someone at the station, not because of eye poison, but because of a quarrel with someone, and he has to send people to the hospital for examination and be responsible for the end.

When people meet him, he has too much back, and he doesn't smell like a police officer at all, no matter how you look at it, it's a town that opens a butcher shop.

As a result, people couldn't screw his kindness, so they had to dig it out, and it didn't make sense to dig anything. This grandson is not blind, but he has won the fighting championship in the system and is proficient in the eight poles.

His evil is indescribable, so magical that he has a drunk driver driving a police car in an accident, and others face stripping clothes. He's good, as soon as he went down the accelerator, he crashed into a big bag of poison, and the guys in the car made him stun the vegetables, and he didn't feel it when he wanted to run. He didn't do anything at all, and he called an ambulance.

Don't you say that this makes the leader embarrassed, when encountering this kind of supernatural event, what else can you do except pinch your nose and nail the credit to death first?

It's been inexplicable all my life, and I've always followed my feelings, but I've always been lucky.

There is no problem with this kind of character in the army, and the happier you are in the local area, it is really indescribable and inexplicable. It seems that there is a magical force in the underworld that has been protecting this grandson.

No matter how big the wind and waves outside, he just won't fall. The heart is wide and fat, and the only hobby is to take a bath with his wife.

Others grabbed merit and hats, he grabbed bath tickets, and he specialized in killing cooks, and his brother-in-law didn't let go, and he couldn't sue. I don't know how to post big-character posters for this hobby, and I've never seen him have any troubles.

In the end, everyone knew that this guy was the reincarnation of the tenth generation of good people, and he was born with an aura of success in distress.

He is the mountain carving of the police world, the beckoning cat who leads the town house, and a living treasure mixed in the public security team.

Brother Wu, hello!

"Coincidentally, young man, we have the same name, come in."

Huang Ping glanced at the young man standing at the door, smiled and greeted him warmly.

Yang Wei smiled in his heart when he heard this, peeked at it, and sure enough, a wave of reserve resurfaced on Aunt Hu's face.

If he remembers correctly, Wu Ping and his little sister's love road was not smooth. There were also twists and turns at the beginning, whether it was the little sister Wangfu or Wu Ping's luck halo that failed in the courtship stage, it is impossible to test.

Anyway, this guy is the roadblock before he didn't pass the license to create a villain, and the mother-in-law's three-plate axe.

But this lord's luck is too unscientific, businessmen believe in fate, and they can't be offended when they encounter this kind of auspiciousness.

Afraid of thunder in the sky.

Yang Wei's eyes narrowed, and before Hu Yuhong spoke, he stepped on his calves to meet him, and said with a smile: "The little sister is worthy of being my idol, and her vision is as good as our mother's." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and took the two pockets that Wu Ping was carrying.

Looking down, I cut it, what kind of stall stuff, and I saw my mother-in-law with an old apple. Big brother, you are too simple.

Seeing that the mother-in-law wants to be honest, she must either look better than Pan An, and the mother-in-law wants to rob her daughter when she sees it. Either she is a genius or a liar, and she is stunned. The others are either hats, or tickets, or the girl has your child in her belly.

What is not, then there is only the mind.

Bring some local eggs, pick some red dates, even if you slaughter the dog and bring it to the plate, it can be regarded as letting the mother-in-law see your ruthlessness and think about the consequences of refusal. This is better than buying cigarettes, alcohol, apples, and malt milk in roadside stores.

As soon as the goods on the road came out, didn't you test your mother-in-law's eyesight? Can that old lady disappoint you? After a white-eyed unveiling, the unspeakable will be staged immediately, spraying you to death as a bastard with empty gloves.

Yang Weiqiang endured his contempt for Brother Xiangrui, and smiled and put the two pockets in the corner of the wall without a trace, but he didn't dare to show them to Brother Xiangrui's mother-in-law.

"Okay, son, praise four people in half a sentence, he is a diplomat. My mother has to train you well in the future, and I can't get used to you anymore. ”

Hu Yuhong glared at Yang Wei angrily, she was about to release a cold arrow at the comer, but she was killed by the little guy's words, and she was very dissatisfied. But I have no opinion on this sentence in my heart, which is called entanglement.

Huang Ping glanced at Yang Wei with some tears and laughter, helplessness flashed in his eyes, and then quickly retreated, and smiled: "Weizi said well, come, young man, you have a good mouth, come in and sit." ”

The two people at the door moved when they heard the sound.

When Huang Xiaoyi took the initiative to take the pocket from Yang Wei, a look of gratitude appeared in his eyes.

What she is most afraid of is that as soon as the subject appears, the scene will freeze, and it will be cold.

Her father came up with the same name, and her heart sank when she heard it, and she was even more afraid of her mother's second sentence of sealing her throat with a sword.

Fortunately, my brother's buddies gave their strength, and as soon as they answered, his parents were suffocated.

Wu Ping was an afterthought, and he didn't know that he had secretly made two moves on the field.

He reacted when he heard his mother-in-law "praise" the child, and immediately had a good impression of the child, and deeply imprinted the image of the little guy's watermelon head in his mind. I was amazed in my heart, this kid has such a good eye, and he can really praise people.

When he came, the subject was nervous and explained, and the lines were rehearsed several times, and they didn't need it at all.

The target parents are warm and polite, even the children are so discerning, and they are good people in a room. The objects are too small and make a big fuss, they are all honest people, and it is really undesirable to play tricks on fake lines.

A magical force filled Wu Ping's hundred remains, and he immediately raised his head, exhaled, and said proudly: "Little brother, whoever bullies you, you will say that your brother is Wu Ping." I interned in the institute, and the public security was a small hooligan. ”

Yang Wei wiped his watermelon head, nodded deeply, and was silent. I understand what that means, and I'll ask you to cover it in the future.

Huang Datong suddenly raised his head when he heard the sound, his face was full of astonishment, staring at his sister's stupid and coarse classmate like a fool.

This is the object that my sister has a crush on? Where did this come from? The boss of the boss still has Yang Wei's second uncle, where did this old hat come from with such a big breath?

Huang Datong half-opened his mouth, raised his chin slightly, and asked his sister with incredible eyes, what does that mean: This is the family, no longer hospitalized for observation?

"Wu Ping, pour wine for my dad."

Huang Xiaoyi glared at his younger brother viciously, and pulled Hu Yuhong's arm towards the table with a smile, "Mom, you sit down, I'll come if you have something." ”

was glared at by his sister and didn't say anything, which made Huang Datong even more stunned. His idol and spiritual pillar actually appointed a very appointee to help the stupid old hat with all the work, serving dishes and setting chopsticks, with an indifferent face.

"Brother Wu, give, cup." Yang Wei was relaxed and casual, and helped Wu Ping bring a washed cup.

Before the toast began, before the chopsticks were raised, Huang Datong took a moment, and the stool tilted towards Yang Wei, his face full of puzzlement: "You know that I believe in your vision the most, tell me honestly, where do you fancy this old hat?" ”