There is a mentality called retreat as advance, after such ups and downs, Long Xiaoqi has a deep understanding of the truth of Zangfeng. What is a moment of loss? People have a long life, and ups and downs are normal.

Lin Wan'er? Hehe.

Long Xiaoqi is not bragging at all, although this Lin Wan'er is scheming, but it is really not a big deal for him to play the other party. Of course, there has to be a limit to playing, and you have to play in different ways.

You're disgusting me? Cheng, I have to let you leave happily and go home satisfied.

Long Yizhe, who took advantage of the eye-opener, talked to Lin Hongyu on the phone and kept apologizing. When I called, all in front of this cargo were Lin Wan'er's two red cherries.

It's cheap, what is it to apologize? It's like apologizing after beating someone, it's all fine. The most annoying thing is the kind of guy who is still high up after beating people.,Standard under-pumping.。

Long Xiaoqi hugged his wife and slept very sweetly, he felt very refreshed, although it was only a little refreshing.

Early the next morning, a family of three rushed to Zhao Anguo's hometown.

Zhao Anguo's hometown is not far from the imperial capital, and after retiring, he did not choose to continue to live in the army's family home, but returned to the old house in his hometown. And this old mansion is old and smells of decay.

The old mansion is located on the outskirts of a city near the imperial capital, with a unique courtyard, which can also be regarded as unique in the modern city. The old mansion was originally going to be demolished, but because this was the old mansion of Zhao Anguo, it was retained.

Moss, bricks, vines, walnut trees...... The old house, which covers an area of three or four hundred square meters, is full of signs of dilapidation, but there is a pleasant feeling in the dilapidation.

Zhao Anguo, who retired, didn't stay for a day, took off his military uniform and came back, and he didn't even drink the wine to see him off. After returning, he began to clean his old house, sweeping away cobwebs, eradicating moss, and arranging flowers and trees.

"Big boss, how can you help?" Du Xiaohua dangled in with her hands in her pockets.

Seeing Du Xiaohua, Zhao Anguo, who was busy with sweat, was not polite, pointed to the messy flowers and grass and said, "Give me that piece to tidy up." ”

"Okay!" Du Xiaohua rolled up her sleeves and dried, very neat.

After a while, the resolute-faced Mughant walked in, glanced at Zhao Anguo, walked into the house, and began to scrub. He cleaned up the glass, stove and other things with ease.

"Come on, come on, put this pot of flowers for me here, and put that iron tree for me over there!" Lei Xiao's high voice sounded.

This guy got a cart of flowers and plants, and instructed people to put them in the corresponding positions.

Seeing that these guys specially picked the Mid-Autumn Festival, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Anguo's mouth, and he was very satisfied.

He's gone, and at least there are people who haven't forgotten him. Whether it is the unruly Lei Xiao, or the unruly Du Xiaohua, or the calm and more than calm Mucucumber...... They all came, although everyone was busy.

"I'm not a big boss anymore." Zhao Anguo thought for a while and said to the three people: "Don't call me a big boss in the future, I have already retired." Hehe, it's time to enjoy life, hehehe. ”

"Nonsense, you're a big boss for a few brothers, and you'll be for the rest of your life." Lei Xiao took the handle of the cigarette in his mouth and said: "The brothers were stabbed to the sky by the thorns back then, if it weren't for you, the brothers wouldn't know what to do now." ”

"Thorns? Can you still call it a thorn? Zhao Anguo stiffened his neck and said: "Long Xiaoqi is called a real thorn!" ”

Hearing this, the three Lei Xiao guys nodded approvingly. If you want to talk about thorns, they are really not as good as Long Xiaoqi. Long Xiaoqi is called a real thorn...... No, it's a scourge, and wherever you go, you can scourge existence!

"Why haven't Xiao Qi and Xiao Ying come yet?" Zhao Anguo stared at the gate a little anxiously and said, "This is the Mid-Autumn Festival, have you forgotten?" It's impossible, although Xiao Qi has a big temper, he doesn't do things badly. ”

Lei Xiao and the others were stunned for a moment, and looked at their big boss with a strange gaze.

This kind of thing would never be said by the big boss in the past, but now after retiring, the big boss seems to have changed in an instant. They were all waiting for their daughter and son-in-law to come back for the holidays, and they began to say that Long Xiaoqi was good.

Staring at the big boss's gray sideburns, they knew that the big boss was actually old. When he was in power, he was supporting, and once he retired, he became an old man who was no different from a normal person.

Looking forward to the child's homecoming, that kind of anxiety, that kind of waiting, it seems that the child is afraid that the child will throw himself, especially on this kind of festival.

"Lei Xiao, did you say that I was too strict with Xiao Ying and Xiao Qi in the past?" Zhao Anguo asked Lei Xiao: "They shouldn't be angry with me, right?" ”

"How can it?" Lei Xiao bit the handle of his cigarette and smiled: "Impossible, big boss, you think too much, hahaha." ”

"Alas, I am also ...... about Xiao Qi's matter Alas......" Zhao Anguo shook his head and sighed, his eyes were full of helplessness as he began to show a faint cloudiness.

is indeed helpless, and in the end, he failed to pull his son-in-law. Although there were various reasons in it, he did not play any role after all.

Seeing Zhao Anguo's eyes, Lei Xiao and Du Xiaohua all had a feeling of wanting to cry: Is this still our big boss? Old, really old......

"Count on you, you do a hairy thing!"

At this moment, Long Xiaoqi's voice sounded from outside.

Hearing this voice, Zhao Anguo's face immediately showed a thick surprise, and he hurriedly trotted towards the door. He saw Long Xiaoqi, his daughter, and his most precious granddaughter.

But his surprise quickly disappeared, and he was replaced by the usual serious face.

"Well, here?" Zhao Anguo made a calm voice, folded his hands behind his back, and frowned.

"Smack!"

Long Xiaoqi threw the moon cake in his hand to the ground, hugged the child and dragged his wife to turn his head and leave.

Zhao Anguo was stunned, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Hey, Long Xiaoqi, who are you throwing your face to?" Du Xiaohua shouted.

"It's your business, do you have a part to speak?" Long Xiaoqi said fiercely: "If you interject again, Lao Tzu will kill you!" ”

Du Xiaohua immediately closed her mouth and quietly hid behind the Mowohu.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Anguo, who was stunned, asked urgently.

The seriousness of what had just been done was gone, and there was a hint of nervousness in his voice. Seriously, he was lonely when he reigned, and even more lonely when he stepped down.

"Nonsense, where else can you go? Cut some pig's head meat and drink! Long Xiaoqi put down Xiao Luoshui, who was biting his fingers and staring at his eyes: "Go, let's play, dad go cut two pieces of meat." ”

Xiao Luoshui suddenly became excited: "Grandpa! Grandfather! I miss you so much! ”

"Oops...... My little baby, grandpa wants to kill you too, hahahaha......"

The style of painting changed suddenly, and suddenly it became enjoyable.