"Aunt Thirteen?" When Huang Feihong saw the woman, he was stunned and then smiled in surprise.

"Feihong!" The thirteenth aunt, who looked exactly like Guan Zhilin, had a smile like a flower, walked over elegantly, stretched out her right hand and raised it in the air. Huang Feihong smiled very happily and hugged his fists in greeting.

Aunt Thirteen smiled and shook her head slightly, stretching out her right hand helplessly.

"Master, the etiquette for foreigners to meet and greet is to shake hands." Gu Li whispered in Huang Feihong's ear.

"Huh?" Huang Feihong glanced at Gu Li, then smiled and stretched out his right hand to shake the salute. The two have not seen each other for many years, and at this moment their hands are touching, and they both have happy smiles on their faces.

At this time, Aunt Thirteen walked behind a big ocean horse, with a high nose bridge and a tall figure. The elegant and beautiful thirteenth aunt was by her side, which looked particularly exquisite.

"FEI HONG, LET ME INTRODUCE YOU, HER NAME IS JOANNA."

The ocean horse also stretched out his right hand and saluted Huang Feihong.

“HOW DO YOU DO？”

It's foreign again, Huang Feihong glanced at Gu Li with a side face.

"Master, this is a foreigner's greeting, you just need to answer "fine". Gul explained again.

"Rice, rice......" Huang Feihong knew these foreign languages, although his face was full of smiles, he was embarrassed.

Zhang Weng on the side seemed to see Huang Feihong's embarrassment, and hurriedly pulled him to the old-fashioned camera.

"Feihong, let's take a picture."

"Okay, godfather."

The two sat in wooden chairs in front of the camera, ready to take pictures. Suddenly, an old man dressed gracefully and luxuriously, carrying a birdcage in his hand, came to Zhang Weng.

"Lao Zhang, you and I haven't seen each other for many years, and today I specially brought a chaise finch to take pictures with you, this is a foreign finch bought from a foreigner!" The old man placed the birdcage between Huang Feihong and Zhang Weng's wooden chair, and looked at the chirping, crisp and pleasant chaise finch, and was very satisfied.

"Lao Zhao, thank you for your kindness. Feihong, then let's take a picture with the chaise lonque. This photo is actually very simple, just look at the lens over there. Uncle Zhang pointed to the camera in front of Aunt Thirteen.

Huang Feihong sat upright, staring at the camera with a calm face.

"You two do a good job and don't move, otherwise it won't shine beautifully." Aunt Thirteen got into the black cloth and shouted, "Ready, one, two, three!" ”

With a "poof", a blazing flame burst out of the lamp. Huang Feihong, who was sitting calmly, was suddenly startled, afraid that the firelight would splash on Uncle Zhang's body, so he kicked him out with a chair, and he also jumped to the side.

In the past, old-fashioned cameras had to be powdered with magnesium powder, and when taking pictures, strong light was emitted to make people more beautiful.

Huang Feihong had never seen this foreign thing, and he said that an accident had happened. The photo was not taken, but the chaise finch in the birdcage between the two suffered. The delicate green feathers all over the body were burned to the ground, and in the blink of an eye it became a roasted bird.

"This foreign thing is too dangerous, don't play with it in the future." Huang Feihong, who had palpitations, came to Aunt Thirteen and said.

The thirteenth aunt was a little panicked by the scene in front of her, and whispered aggrievedly: "Put a little more magnesium powder ......"

Zhang Weng had a hint of gloom on his face, so many people in the restaurant were watching, but he didn't expect to make a mistake in taking pictures.

"You're so ashamed, you want me to sit still." pointed to the poor thirteenth aunt on the side.

"Uncle God, it's good that you called me, otherwise you would have been burned into a bald donkey like this bird."

"Isn't it?" Zhang Weng shook his head and sighed, looking at the scorched chaise finch in the birdcage.

"It's okay if people are okay, it's okay if they're okay." The villagers in the restaurant spoke one after another, and they were also frightened by the scene.

Huang Feihong and Zhang Weng are indeed fine, but Lao Zhao, the owner of the concubine finch, is full of sluggishness at the moment, and his eyes are motionless staring at the concubine in the birdcage.

"Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao." A middle-aged man next to him saw Lao Zhao in a daze and opened his mouth to call.

shouted twice in a row, but Lao Zhao was still indifferent, staring at the concubine as if he had lost his soul.

Gu Li looked at Lao Zhao's appearance, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: this old guy was probably very stimulated when he saw that his beloved bird was gone.

"The barrage system is matched: Lao Zhao said: I want to be quiet."

A mechanical sound sounded in his head, Gu Li's face changed, and his body walked uncontrollably to Lao Zhao's side.

patted the middle-aged man who shouted Lao Zhao, and said earnestly: "Don't call him, Lao Zhao, he wants to be quiet." ”

The middle-aged man blinked and looked back at Gu Li, with a dazed expression, and muttered to himself.

"Jingjing, who is Jingjing?"

"Lao Zhao, tell me who Jingjing is!" The middle-aged man really couldn't remember who was Jingjing, and shouted loudly in the ear of the sluggish old Zhao.

"No, Lao Zhao is already stunned if he wants to be quiet." No matter how the middle-aged man called, Lao Zhao was indifferent and stood in place like a dumb melon.

......

Sometimes, Gu Li really admires the moviegoers in the square, and he can think of any kind of barrage. The middle-aged man was also strange enough, Gu Li just told him that Lao Zhao wanted to be quiet alone, but the middle-aged man actually thought that "Jingjing" was a person!

In People's Square, more and more people gathered, looking at the movie screen on the virtual screen, and were once again amused by Gu Li's performance.

"Ya Cha Su is crossing, right? Lao Zhao wants to ...... quietly"

"That middle-aged man's acting skills exploded, he actually thought that Jingjing was a person, and he laughed at me!"

"This must be a nonsensical funny movie, the original Wong Fei Hung doesn't have such a plot."

Most of the people in the square were amused by the movie, and only one person bowed his head and frowned in contemplation.

"Just now I thought to myself (love my China), but Ya Cha Su really sang (love my China). Now I think in my heart (Lao Zhao he wants to be quiet), but I didn't expect that Ya Ji Su's lines are also (Lao Zhao he wants to be quiet). ”

"This must not be a coincidence!"

The young man who found the clue was full of doubts and continued to watch the movie on the virtual screen.

......

Zhang Weng pulled Huang Feihong aside, and the two bowed their heads and whispered.

"I'm leaving in two days, and Aunt Thirteen has been to England for two years, clamoring all day to go back to Foshan. It's okay to do this, she is mixed with foreigners in the province, and you help me take care of her in Foshan. ”

"Huh? Let me take care of her? Huang Feihong's eyes widened, and he looked back at Aunt Thirteen in some surprise.

It just so happened that Aunt Thirteen was also peeking at Huang Feihong, and the two looked at each other, with rippling feelings.

"Lao Zhao, don't scare me, Lao Zhao! What happened to you? The middle-aged man on the side was still shouting loudly, but Lao Zhao was like a wooden man, motionless.

All this is because of the chaise finch, Huang Feihong glanced at Gu Li and signaled to leave.

Gu Li followed Huang Feihong and Aunt Thirteen out of the restaurant, peeking at Aunt Thirteen's sexy figure and graceful back, feeling a little excited in his heart.

"Young Guan Zhilin, my goddess! In the future, we will live together in Baozhilin, and I will not look up and look down. ”