"What is called by its own, this generation must not be messed up."

Hu Lao can't refute it, he is a person who talks about rules, and he has always done things with a good sense of situation.

"Yes, I think Lao Hu is right, Han Tao, since the three of us are married, this title issue must not be messed up, I have already discussed it with Lao Hu, it must be called so."

The old headmaster interjected.

Han Tao smiled bitterly, "It's really not big!" ”

In the end, everyone present couldn't resist Hu Lao's resoluteness.

Hu Xiaojun could only stubbornly change his mouth and call Uncle Han Tao.

In this way, his wife, Hu Lan, and his old daughter Hu Lan have to change their words.

Han Tao, who was shouted by a few people and an uncle, was very awkward and uncomfortable at all, so he could only smile apologetically at Hu Xiaojun and the others.

Then a few people entered the house, and the wine and food were already set up in the living room, and they sat down one by one.

Since it was a home-cooked meal, Hu Xiaojun's wife and Hu Lan naturally didn't have to shy away from it, and they all followed.

Today was the dish cooked by Hu Lao Wang's own cooking, and there was still a soup that was not ready, so she went to the kitchen.

Han Tao was directly pressed by Hu Lao on the chairman, and Han Tao sat or not, in Hu Lao's words, Han Tao was the guest of honor today and must be the chairman, Han Tao didn't say that he wouldn't sit, and Hu Lao had a straight face.

In the end, Han Tao could only sit down and said with a wry smile: "Brother Hu, since we are sworn brothers, you are so polite to me, it is wrong for you!" ”

"I'm so old, even if it's wrong, I can be forgiven, right?"

Hu Laoyi is speaking authentically.

In any case, Han Tao was the one who helped him find the heirloom. The kindness to Han Tao is irreplaceable.

In this way, Han Tao was completely defeated, what else could he say! People have relied on the old and sold the old.

At the wine table, Hu Lao said Hu Xiaojun's identity lightly.

After hearing this, Han Tao was surprised, he could see that Hu Xiaojun was a person with identity, but he didn't expect it to be the deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

This official is big, if Han Tao had been excited before! Let's not say that he has a magic pen, just say that this world has a zài alien human. Han Tao felt like a public security chief. It's nothing.

But Han Tao was still shocked, he couldn't have imagined that Hu Lao's son was the director of the public security bureau, and his identity was ...... If you go back to your hometown and say that you know the deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, it is estimated that no one will believe it. And I will feel that I am bragging about it.

The deputy director of a city public security bureau and a college student whose family depends on farming and hygiene. There shouldn't be any friction in life.

But today they sat down at a table. And the big man who is high up has to respectfully call him uncle.

It's unpredictable!

In Han Tao's hometown, the director of a township police station is so awesome that people are completely admired, let alone people in the county public security bureau.

If it weren't for Han Tao's magic pen. gradually looked down on Qiqi, and it was estimated that after he heard Hu Xiaojun's identity, he would be at a loss.

Not every ordinary person can sit calmly in front of the deputy director.

"Director Hu......" Han Tao just shouted.

Hu Xiaojun hurriedly said: "Uncle, don't see outside, just call my name, you are the benefactor of our family, and you can't afford the title of director!" ”

Hu Xiaojun said from the bottom of his heart, that painting is too important to his family, and Han Tao's kindness is absolutely unforgettable.

It's just that Hu Xiaojun was a little surprised, after Han Tao knew his identity, he was only slightly surprised, sitting in front of him was not like everyone else, he didn't seem to be very calm and did not have any restraint because he was the police chief.

Hu Xiaojun has been in the officialdom for many years, and he still has the ability to observe words and feelings.

The identity of Hu Lan, the daughter of Hu, is also high-minded, and she is the director of the Health Bureau.

Han Tao was surprised, this family is all officials!

I seem to be in love with an official family! If you go back to your hometown and say it, and you know the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau and the director of the Health Bureau, it is estimated that everyone will believe it.

Although the identities of Hu Xiaojun and Hu Lan are prominent, Han Tao did not show a stammering face at all in front of the two, he was very bland, and he didn't say anything because of their identity.

Just a little surprised.

Hu Lao and the old principal saw this qiē in their eyes, and couldn't help nodding, feeling that Han Tao was different from most people.

"Han Tao! Piao Piao often mentions you in front of me, saying that you are different......"

Hearing the old principal mention Fang Piaopiao, Han Tao was really a little unnatural.

Han Tao will not forget jì, the old principal is Fang Piaopiao's grandfather, and now the relationship between himself and Fang Piaopiao is not clear, they are already a couple in the eyes of others, in fact, there is no substantive relationship, when the old principal mentioned this, Han Tao smiled, and didn't know what to say.

The wine he drank was the champion red that Hu Lao had treasured for 30 years, and this kind of pure grain wine was rarely drunk now.

Han Tao inevitably drank two more glasses, and the two bottles of good wine were drunk unconsciously.

"Brother Hu, you save some bars, I drink a lot of scary, and you can't get me drunk."

Han Tao told the truth

But Hu Lao and the old principal did not believe in evil, and took turns pouring Han Tao wine.

Han Tao is indeed not drunk with a thousand cups, and the so-called comers do not refuse.

Old Hu and the old principal were so energetic that they really wanted to get Han Tao drunk.

But in the end, Han Tao could only persuade the two to drink less, after all, they were old and couldn't drink too much wine.

In the end, no one got drunk, and the home-cooked meal ended with a happy one.

Han Tao felt that he was better treated than a public security chief, and after eating, he patted his ass and went upstairs with Hu Lao and the old principal.

And Hu Xiaojun is the director of public security at home, but he is a filial son, after Han Tao and the three of them went upstairs, Hu Xiaojun helped his mother clean up the mess.

Han Tao and the old principal came to Hu Lao's study.

In the study, there are two large bookshelves, which are full of books, which are spotless, and it can be seen that Hu Lao often cleans.

Most of the books on the shelves are military and the like, and the old soldier's life is very simple. Life will always revolve around something related to the military.

Including drinking downstairs just now, if you don't let him talk about military affairs, he will feel uncomfortable.

Han Tao could only smile at this, this should be regarded as his occupational disease! If he doesn't hear any information about the military for a day, it is estimated that he will have to die of misery.

Don't be sad, an old man who has lived in the army for more than half a year has a hard time leaving that place in his life.

In fact, Hu Lao doesn't know how to draw, and the old principal is different.

Painting is the old principal's greatest hobby, and he can't do without painting in his life.

Hu Lao, who was driven by the old principal, has also recently fallen in love with painting. But he was always a layman. I don't know much about painting, and my understanding of painting is much worse than that of the old principal.

Coincidentally, Han Tao is also from the art department, and he also has a soft spot for painting. The old headmaster drank some wine today. Interested. In Hu Lao's study, he set up his pen and ink and prepared to make a big work.

Hu Lao cleaned up the desk. Let Hu Lao, stand with Han Tao, and watch the old principal paint seriously.

"Why does the bird you painted have no wings, and you can't see the trunk at all, Lao Wu, are you drinking too much, scribbling!"

Hu Lao watched the old principal draw, first silent, and finally couldn't help but say.

"What do you know, this is a blue sky bird without wings, this is a loose branch, and it has no trunk, don't squeak if you don't understand!"

The old principal said angrily, then looked at Han Tao and said, "Han Tao, you should be able to see which genre my painting method belongs to!" ”

"The picture is heavy and coarse, mainly pen and pencil, only painting mountains and not drawing, it should belong to the Guji school! The old principal is completely prominent, the technique of thick ink and light hook, without real kung fu, you will definitely not be able to do this! Han Tao looked at the painting drawn by the old principal and analyzed.

"Hahahaha, Han Tao still knows the goods." The old principal couldn't help laughing, he was in a good mood today, if others praised his paintings before, he would definitely disdain it, but today there was Lao Wu present, he was really proud.

These two old men have had a deep friendship since childhood, and later one of them became a martial artist, and neither of them obeyed anyone.

The old principal was naturally very happy to be praised by others in front of Hu Lao.

Hu Lao snorted disdainfully, "I only know what's the use of chewing on literature and ink, if the country were all weak scholars like you, it would have fallen a long time ago." ”

"What? It's great if you are sick, if you are not educated, what do you expect to fight, fight with inferior people with guns! ** All teach us that we should ......"

The two old boys began to quarrel, Han Tao was embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "Old principal, your painting is not finished yet!" ”

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to tell you too much."

After the old principal finished speaking, he took a brush and dipped it in ink, and began to paint in style.

Hu Lao was not happy, "Don't think that you can draw because you are amazing, I resisted a gun back then, ......"

"Brother Hu, what is this book about?"

Han Tao casually pulled out a book from the bookshelf and asked hurriedly.

When Hu Lao heard this, he hurriedly turned his head and said, "Han Tao, you also like the military!" ”

Han Tao nodded, but said in his heart, I'm not arguing for you two old boys!

"Well, sit down, I'll tell you about the book! The title of the book is "Introduction to Underwater Weapons". ”

Hu Lao suddenly became interested, and forgot about the quarrel with the old principal just now.

Han Tao smiled wryly, big brother! I was literate and knew what the book was called.

"This book is mainly about the analysis of naval operations, at that time our country was at a complete disadvantage in water operations, otherwise our army would have been able to cross the ocean and overturn that small island, you don't know, our country was ...... at that time."

Saying that military affairs is the interest of Hu Lao, he talked eloquently, and his eyebrows danced.

"Han Tao, come over and see how I painted."

The old principal, who was painting, was very unbalanced in his heart, and pulled Han Tao over to look at the painting he painted, "I feel that today I have completely broken through the artistic conception, you look at a few strokes to outline a big mountain, majestic and magnificent, how do you say that I paint a thatched hut on this mountain, from time to time I feel like a master of the world?" ”

In fact, the old principal is already recognized as a famous painter, and his ability to paint is unquestionable.

Han Tao sincerely felt good, so naturally he wouldn't say bad.

But Han Tao felt that the old principal's painting was still not as good as his own drawing.

Hey! A little smirked.

Because Han Tao can draw Hua Tuo, he can naturally draw famous painters in ancient times, and any one of them is much stronger than the old principal. (To be continued......)