In the courtyard of the Zhao family, there is a big red word "longevity" in it, combined with the Spring Festival couplets and window flowers hanging everywhere.

It adds a lot of joy.

The black pressed hundreds of guests, relatives and friends, and they had already begun to take their seats, many of them were clan relatives of the Zhao family scattered all over the country, and today the patriarch is eighty years old.

Specially came from all over China and even abroad to celebrate his birthday, and stayed in Yanjing for the New Year.

Many of these people have not seen each other for many years, and they are approaching the Chinese New Year, talking to each other and bragging, and they are all in high spirits.

The uproar at the door of the square attracted the attention of everyone in the compound.

When he turned around and saw that it was Zhao Hongsheng and his son, they suddenly quieted down, cast all kinds of eyes, and talked about it.

After a while, I saw the first group of people walking into the hospital surrounded by a spirited silver-haired old man.

The silver-haired old man was tall and ruddy-faced, and he looked only about seventy years old.

This is today's birthday star, Zhao Dewen, who is actually eighty years old, is also the patriarch of the Zhao family.

"Good old patriarch. ”

"Hello Mr. Zhao. ”

A group of guests, relatives and friends stood up and applauded.

When Zhao Dewen changed decades ago, he followed an old founding leader to decentralize, and then took the helm of the Zhao family, single-handedly bringing the Zhao family into the ranks of the Yanjing family, which was indispensable and won the respect of everyone.

"Okay, okay, sit down. Zhao Dewen was obviously in a good mood today, pressed his hands and motioned for everyone to sit down.

However, when his eyes swept to Zhao Hongsheng and Zhao Junyu, father and son, he couldn't help but turn his face down.

Everyone had strange faces, and there were many insiders, laughing and talking with an attitude of watching a good show.

"Happy birthday, Dad. Zhao Hongsheng showed a hint of embarrassment, and stepped forward with a smile in the eyes of everyone.

Zhao Dewen looked at his second son, who was haggard, and couldn't help but feel soft in his heart.

Nodding, "Sit down." ”

"Junyu, come forward to say hello to grandpa. ”

"Grandpa, I wish you a happy birthday, Shoubi Nanshan. Zhao Junyu stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

In my impression, although Zhao Dewen is more strict with his predecessor and is not close to people, he mainly hates iron and steel.

Zhao Dewen snorted heavily, didn't look at Zhao Junyu and didn't answer, obviously the old man was still angry.

"What are you doing here? You're qualified to enter this door?"

At this time, a caustic voice sounded, and I saw a middle-aged man in his early fifties with a chubby nose and small eyes, looking at him with disdain.

Who the hell are you, Zhao Junyu glanced at the pig with slanted eyes.

A little familiar, after a while, Zhao Junyu remembered, this is the second grandfather of the predecessor, that is, the son of Zhao Dewen's younger brother, Zhao Hongan.

"Brother An, this Junyu was at fault before" Zhao Hongsheng frowned and stepped forward to explain.

"Don't say it, Hong Sheng, it's not my brother who said you, your son is now such a waste, it's disgusting to watch, it's all what you're used to. ”

"What's the use of what you can do, don't talk about the ruin of your body, you have raised such a shameful waste, you can't be a person, you will have no future in this house" The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled, trying to show a look of regret on his face, but it was full of schadenfreude.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar!

Although the outsiders present had heard that this absurd young man was impotence, the Zhao family confirmed it personally, and it still caused a commotion.

or pity, or schadenfreude, or looking at Zhao Junyu and his son playfully.

Zhao Dewen and Zhao Hongsheng have very bad faces, this is exposing the ugliness of the family in public, purely making them unable to get off the stage.

"I was inferior to you when I was young, but so what, look at my two sons, one is only thirty years old and has been appointed as the deputy mayor of a county-level city in a neighboring province, and the younger son has not yet graduated and has been scrambled by several international groups, and the future is immeasurable, and you are a waste son is a world of difference. Zhao Hongan's fat head shook and he was triumphant.

A middle-aged fat woman beside him, who was about as fat as him, dressed up with bells and whistles, looked at Zhao Junyu's father and son from above, and kept sneering in her mouth.

The two young people beside him were also arrogant, and they all held their heads high, looking at Zhao Junyu with mockery in their eyes.

"Okay! Hong'an! This is your uncle's birthday, say something happy!" At this time, another old man beside Zhao Dewen scolded.

Although it was a scolding, there was no blame in the tone, but a hint of pride.

This old man is Zhao Dewen's younger brother, Zhao Deqing.

"I'm not just talking about happy things. Zhao Hongan muttered, sat down with a golden sword, and looked arrogant.

"All right, everybody, sit down. At this time, Zhao Dewen's eldest son is also Zhao Junyu's uncle, Zhao Honglin snorted.

Zhao Honglin is in his fifties, and he has no intention of engaging in politics and business all his life, but is obsessed with academics, and is now a well-known academician of the Academy of Sciences.

Looking at Zhao Junyu's indifferent look, he couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment.

"It's all you, what are you doing here? Beside Zhao Honglin, a somewhat heroic sword-eyed woman looked at Zhao Junyu with disgust and disappointment.

This is Zhao Honglin's daughter, that is, Zhao Junyu's cousin, Zhao Yanran.

I still love Zhao Junyu since I was a child, but after that, as my predecessor became more and more bastard, I became more and more disappointed in him, and now I am extremely disgusted.

"Xiaowen, you can't learn from him and embarrass your family. Zhao Yanran said to a teenager who looked like a high school student beside her.

The young man agreed, and peeked at Zhao Junyu, with a look of sympathy in his eyes.

For a time, Zhao Junyu became the target of everyone.

Zhao Hongsheng's face gradually turned pale, and he looked around, many relatives here had been helped by him before, and no one came up to help him speak at this time.

And Zhao Junyu glanced at the various people in front of him and sneered slightly.

Beep again, Lao Tzu will not serve and leave directly.

"Hong Sheng, go and sit over there. Zhao Dewen's face was very ugly, and he casually pointed to the table next to him.

Father Zhao Hongsheng's body trembled slightly, his father and son, as the birthday star, are also the biological sons and grandsons of the patriarch, especially since he has fought for the Zhao family for most of the world, and he is not qualified to sit at the main table.

Instead, he was placed on the side of the table and sat with some distant relatives and friends.

This shows that in the old man's heart, he has planned to give up their father and son.

It's okay, Zhao Junyu squeezed his father's hand comfortingly, and the two walked down to the table.

The people at the table moved their chairs one after another, as if they were two plague gods.

From time to time, they exchanged heads and snickered.

When Zhao Hongsheng was young, he was amazingly talented and a genius in business and management for the Zhao family.

It is also an existence that many people cannot hope for.

Now that he is down, his son is not angry, and some people seem to have regained their sense of superiority from him.

No one paid attention to their father and son.

Zhao Junyu was safe and calmly ate the dishes.

"And in the mood to eat. Not far from the main table, Zhao Hongan and his wife glanced at this side and sneered.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)