Chapter 63: The Weasel Greets the Chickens

The door opened, and a female voice shouted happily: "Oh, my great beauty, you are finally back." I hope that the stars and the moon will bring you back. ”

Listening to the laughter, the person who came was not malicious, not like a debt collector.

"The eighteenth change of the female college has become more and more handsome." Another female voice. Judging by her voice and the content of her speech, this person should be a woman over forty years old.

"This is Aunt Tian's daughter? Wow, it's really beautiful, and it really lives up to its name. "Listening to the voice is a middle-aged man, but listening to the tone is a. Old but not self-respecting!

"Yes, her name is Tian Jingjing, she is a famous beauty! Mr. Huang, are you drooling? Here! Paper towel. "It should be the woman who screamed just now. It is estimated that it is a half-old, with a coquettish flavor in her tone.

"Auntie has won the prize. Let's go, my mom is upstairs. "It's a quiet voice.

"They really have a heart to come to pay New Year's greetings so early." I admire my aunt, she is very popular.

"Hehe, the weasel greets the chickens." Auntie shook her head helplessly and said.

I wondered, why did Auntie say this? At this moment, two women and a man appeared at the top of the stairs. The man is tall and burly, with a height of at least 1.8 meters.

"Oh, the district head, the director, Mr. Huang, sit here." Auntie got up and gave up her seat. I also stood up.

"Aunt Tian, this is," asked a woman in her sixties. The voice should have been the woman who screamed just now.

"Hehe, I forgot to introduce it. He is my son-in-law, Koike. Xiao Chi, this is the district head, this is the director, this is Mr. Huang. "Auntie introduced me one by one. I smiled and nodded politely. Obviously, the aunt and they are old acquaintances.

Auntie has already regarded me as her son-in-law, haha, quietly, my mother's order cannot be violated. I smirked at the quiet. And Jing Jing seemed to be prepared for my reaction, and took advantage of the unpreparedness of others and gave me a blank look.

The top of Mr. Wang's head is like a backwater pool, and the aquatic plants on the edge of the pool are his hair. His eyes are not big, but he is obsessed and disgusting. He wears a straight suit and shiny leather shoes. At first glance, you know that it is a local tyrant.

The director was a woman of forty-five or sixteen, wearing heavy makeup, and even her nails were painted red. The district chief, who is nearly sixty years old, wears even more disgusting makeup, his face looks like he has scraped several layers of white putty, his lips are like a cross-sectional inferior sausage, and his eyebrows are fake eyebrows that have been pasted after losing all his hair.

"Wow, Si Swenwen's is a good match for Jingjing, she is really a talented woman." The woman who called the director praised it. Talented and good-looking? I can accept that I am only talented and have no appearance; And to say that Jingjing only has appearance, no talent, is too hateful!

"Aunt Tian is so blessed, when will she hold her grandson?" The district mayor complimented.

"Hehe, it's coming, it's coming."

Auntie is quick to talk. I'm not even a quiet boyfriend, so how can I hug my grandson so fast? Auntie, don't let me have a name but no reality! Hurry up and urge your daughter to marry me.

Jing Jing may have guessed my thoughts, and quietly approached me and pinched the back of my hand. I understood what she meant: let me admit it. Let me admit it, why don't you follow me? If I deny that it is her husband in public without knowing the times, won't my aunt lose face? Well, for the sake of my aunt, spare her first.

"Aunt Tian, on behalf of our company, I came to give you an early greeting, I hope you are healthy and safe." Mr. Wang said, placing a handbag on the sofa.

Vomit! A foul smell slammed down on my face! The stench, like the rancid smell of dead rats, is disgusting! Jingjing and my aunt and I couldn't help but cover our noses with our hands. And the district chief and the director did not react at all. Hey, weird, it's the two of them whose noses are out of order? Or did the three of us have allergies?

"Mom, have you been scattering rat poison lately?" Jing Jing asked, looking around in an attempt to find the dead mouse.

"Ahem, ahem!" The aunt coughed dryly, glared at Jingjing, and said, "Where did the smell come from?" Talk nonsense. ”

The aunt instinctively sniffed, spat out twice, turned to Mr. Huang and said, "Mr. Huang, thank you for your trouble." I'm so happy that you've come to greet me, why do you spend so much? ”

Eh, why is the smell gone? Could it be just a delusion?

"Aunt Tian, a small gift, it's not a tribute, you don't have to be polite." Mr. Huang sat on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, and spoke again.

Vomit! Why is the smell coming again?! I was almost stunned by the stench. After Mr. Huang shut up, the stench gradually subsided. At this time, Jingjing and I realized that the smell was not a dead mouse, but from Mr. Huang's mouth! No wonder Auntie blamed Jingjing just now.

Mr. Huang, a bastard, said to his aunt, but his eyes were staring at Jingjing. Jingjing seemed to be bitten by a green-headed fly, clenched her fists, and looking at the posture, she wanted to rush up and slap this turtle bastard flat with a brick! The bastard's eyes are so hateful that I can't wait to pull them out and feed them to the dogs. Seventy or eighty, still so colorful! Millennial tortoise 10,000 years king eight! Although the bastard is nearly sixty years old, he is full of lust! It's true: the bear doesn't ask where it comes from, and the hooligan doesn't look at the age!

"Aunt Tian, I also pay you an early greeting on behalf of the city, and I hope you will be as blessed as the East China Sea." The district chief found that Mr. Huang was out of shape, and while speaking, he deliberately walked in front of Mr. Huang's eyes, blocking Mr. Huang's quiet sight, and put a hand-held paper bag on the side of the sofa.

"Aunt Tian, on behalf of the Street Office, I would like to pay tribute to you in the early years, and I hope that you will have today every year, and you will have a present day every year." The director also learned that they put a bag of things on the couch.

Hehe, the common people are represented by them.

"I'm satisfied that you've come to see me. I can't do it, I can't do it. The aunt panicked, walked over, picked up a gift in one hand, and wanted to stuff it into the hands of the district mayor and Mr. Huang.

The district chief and Mr. Huang dodged, and the director persuaded: "Aunt Tian, this is a little bit of the heart of the district chief and Mr. Huang, you can accept it." ”

I set up three stools at the dinner table and beckoned: "Come, come, three leaders, sit down and have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together." ”

"We've all eaten, so keep eating." The district chief said politely.

Auntie, Jingjing, and I, when we saw them say this, we were not polite, and we all returned to their original positions. However, after the impact of the foul smell just now, the contents of the stomach have not been poured out, and it is already Amitabha, where is the appetite? The table full of delicious food was ruined by the bastard! Damn it!

"Aunt Tian, Jingjing is back, and her son-in-law is also here. Have a family meeting now and make a decision. The director looked at Jingjing, then at me, and said.

The aunt was very embarrassed and looked embarrassed: "This." ”

"The leader attaches great importance to you, and as a family member of a military martyr, I hope you will take a good lead." The district chief opened his mouth.

Auntie looked at me and Jingjing awkwardly, still silent. Jingjing and I finally understood what they meant. I think at this time, Auntie must have regretted letting us come back for the New Year.

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