Chapter Ninety-Seven: Two Meals
Coming to Sun Desheng's house again, psyllium is no longer as restrained as last time. After Shen La sent them there, he drove to pick up Miss Xiao Zhao.
After Shen La left, Shao Yiyi gently slapped his man one by one and said, "Fatty, next time you take your brother and Razi home for dinner, you can tell me in advance." Don't let people think that your sister-in-law deliberately entertained her with leftovers. ”
"Next time we go out to eat, pull Lao Huang along. Last time, he also said that he must bring you with him when he eats......" Sun Desheng glanced at his wife with a smile. Suddenly, Leng Buding kissed her the face. Although he is an old husband and wife, in front of psyllium, Shao Yiyi's face is still red with shame.
"Don't make a fuss...... In front of his brothers, he is making people laugh. Shao Yi slapped Sun Desheng one by one, and then said to the psyllium: "Brother, your brother is like this." I'm a lot older, and I'm still like a child. A fat kid of 300 pounds......"
"What three hundred catties, only two hundred and sixteen. Psyllium is our own brother. Look at his brother and sister-in-law's affection for him, what are the jokes? It's too late to envy ......" Sun Desheng laughed for a while, and when he laughed to the end, he suddenly changed his words and said to his wife: "I have a little thing to tell you, what is it...... I'm not doing it anymore, I'm not going to do it anymore. The sentence length is gone, and the investigator is gone. Just resigned......"
Hearing Sun Desheng's last few words, Shao Yiyi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and gently slapped Sun Fatzi's cheek, and said, "If you don't do it, you won't do it, it just so happens that Xiao Wu has also grown up." I said earlier that we were a family of three going out to play, but you kept saying that you didn't have time. Now, I'll book a plane ticket later, and we'll travel around the world. That's great news......"
Watching the two of them flirt, Psyllium was a little embarrassed. After he coughed, he said, "Otherwise, if I take Xiao Wu out for a spin, you two will get tired of getting up first." When is it over, call me ......"
"Phew. Does the brother-in-law say brother and sister-in-law? Shao Yiyi smiled and hit psyllium, he had only met once before, and when he met again, he already felt like a family, after speaking, Mrs. Sun called her daughter and said, "Little Wu, help my mother clean up, wash your hands and finish eating......"
After Shao Yiyi was busy in the kitchen for a while, the last table of dishes was served to the table again. Look at that big pot of fish heads. Smelling the aroma of wine, psyllium's head began to hurt again, and I wondered if it would be a whole two cephalosporins for a while, so that I wouldn't have to eat it.
Sun Desheng just took out two bottles of Moutai, and there was a knock outside the door, originally thinking that Shen La had taken his girlfriend over. Unexpectedly, when Shao Yiyi went to open the door, he found that Yang Books from the Poll Bureau was standing outside the door.......
Yang Shushu was still holding two bottles of Xifeng wine and a bag of dim sum boxes from Daoxiang Village, and after Shao Yiyi saw that it was him, he said with some surprise: "Rare guest." After having a child, Yang Books came to our house for the first time...... Fatso! Yang Books is here, you come out and pick it up......"
"The Yang books of the street? Let's do the census, just change my household registration to unemployed...... Oops, how is it your Yang book? Sun Desheng was wearing slippers. After seeing Yang Books with a dry smile on his face, he said with a smile: "It's not me who I said, daughter-in-law, you're right, Lao Yang Books is really a rare guest...... Brother, you don't need to add chopsticks, he puts down his things and leaves. ”
At this time, psyllium also followed. saw the dim sum box wrapped in oil paper in Yang Shushu's hand, and said: "This dim sum box has been around for many years, and we can't see it in our hometown in Northeast China." Yang Books was bought for your mother when your father was on a blind date, right? Isn't it filial for you to do this...... Sister-in-law, don't pull me. I didn't give it to the fuck ......."
Now on this occasion, psyllium can't say nice words out of his mouth. Yang Shushu has a good cultivation, so he didn't think he heard the words of their brothers. After laughing dryly, he said to Sun Desheng: "Didn't I hit the nearby passerby?" When I saw a few old dim sums, I thought that Brother Sun, your children may love to eat this bite. I bought a few pieces for the kids to taste...... What about your little sixth son, come out and let your uncle hug ......."
"Our family is the fifth child, and the sixth son is the young marshal......" Sun Desheng took the snacks and wine with a smile, and said: "Then buddy, I thank Yang Books for our young marshal, it's not early, and you are very busy, so I won't stay...... Spicy, why did you two come here......"
Halfway through speaking, I happened to see the elevator door open on the opposite side, and Shen La walked out with his girlfriend.
After saying hello to Yang Shushu, Shen La took Zhao Qing into the house. Yang Shushu was also able to bend and stretch, rubbing the light of the white-haired man, and walked in with him changing shoes. Shao Yiyi smiled bitterly at his man. Then he went to the kitchen and took an extra pair of chopsticks and put them in front of Yang Shushu.
"Brother and sister, don't be busy, today is my own person, and the food is enough." Yang Shushu was not embarrassed and politely said a few words, and saw that no one paid attention to him. As if talking to himself, he continued: "This time thanks to you, Brother Desheng, according to the clues you provided. Just caught the six living dead inside the airport. Now there is only one Sun Biyun left, and there are thirty-nine women named Sun Biyun by the original residents of Shaojing, and there are many people from other places. It's being checked one by one, and it's estimated that it's only half a day......."
Just when Yang Shushu was talking about Sun Biyun, in a private house on the outskirts of Tianjin. A man in his forties was facing the man in front of him and said, "Is it really yellow?" Brother Long, you said that you have such great ability, you went to the airport to see people off in person, how can you say that Huang is yellow...... This Nima is still broken, you always said that you won't find me, right? Jieke is a one-line contact ......"
The man on the other side sighed a little contrivedly and said, "Isn't it really yellow?" If I hadn't seen it and escaped quickly, I would have been arrested by the polling bureau by this time, just like the six living corpses. I think you should hurry up and leave, by the way, let's clear the mantissa before leaving......"
"The poll bureau's donkey stuff is waiting for me...... Pour out the kung fu, my Sun Biyun can't kill them. It turned out that this man named Sun Biyun turned out to be a man, and when he spoke, he gritted his teeth and became ruthless. Then he continued to the person opposite: "I can't afford to provoke people like Shen La and Sun Desheng, can I always kill a few small fish and shrimps?" Brother Long, I've heard that Sun Desheng recently took his younger brother. I heard that it is a half-hygrel, his surname is Sun, and his brother's surname is Che. Jie Xiang, you can do my brother a favor again, and kill the one surnamed Che......"
Hearing that Sun Biyun was going to get rid of psyllium by himself, the man sitting opposite was silent for a moment, then he shook his head with a wry smile, and said to Sun Biyun: "I'll talk about this later, you better count the mantissa first......"
Sun Biyun sighed and said, "He, Brother Long, I don't have a lot of money. You help me kill the surnamed car, and I will give you the money if I smash the pot and sell the iron......"
The man called Brother Long smiled, raised his hand and pointed at Sun Biyu, and said, "I don't want the money...... One more thing I have to tell you, I don't have the surname Dragon. My surname is Kong, and the ...... of Kong Dalong, the father of the psyllium teacher."
When he finished saying this, a blood hole had already appeared in Sun Biyun's head. The red and white flowed all over the place......