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Wang Banjin stopped and blinked, and said with a smile: "Do you want my sister not to leave the house or not to marry?" ”

She had the foresight to put a pair of spare high heels on Aunt Mei's Santana, so that Zhao Jiadi would honestly change them after carrying them out of the Summer Palace, Zhao Jiadi always loved to wear too many high heels and was easy to die young to scare Wang Banjin, and Wang Banjin took the beauty of the beauty and easy to grow old and needed to prevaricate in the bright years. After Zhao Jiadi heard Wang Banjin's rhetorical question, he did not hesitate and said If you want to become a monk, I will definitely not agree, but I can't stop you from getting married. Wang Banjin was sullen, and in the form of King Kong's angry eyes, he ripped off the scarf around his neck, as if he was going to strangle someone.

Zhao Jiadi took two steps back and said in surprise: "What are you doing, jǐng suing you, the Buddha Gate is pure, don't move your hands and feet." ”

Wang Banjin smiled and hooked his fingers.

Zhao Jiadi was indifferent.

Wang Banjin will be a patient lord, as soon as he saw that Zhao Jiadi did not give face to the mountain, he immediately killed the past, the momentum was violent, murdering his husband, oh no, it was the posture of murdering his younger brother Xiao Baliang, Zhao Jia's first reserve party member was not counted as an animal, and he did not take the initiative to stretch his neck to be slaughtered without facing the ideological consciousness of the head of the organization leader, and the struggle was resolute and simple, Wang Banjin's situation in the armed struggle over the years was a thousand miles under the river, and the two people scuffled and chased out of Guanghua Temple, Wang Banjin was panting at the door, and seemed to have a grudge on his face, In fact, he looked at Zhao Jiadi who was separated by a safe distance, his eyes rolled a few times, Zhao Jiadi knew that something was wrong, such as facing the enemy and said Wang Banjin, stop it, and then toss me I will really be unkind to you, believe it or not, throw you across the street with an over-the-shoulder fall? Wang Banjin sighed heavily, and complained that I was just afraid that you would be cold, and I wanted to wrap the same scarf with you, and the dog bit Lu Dongbin and didn't know the hearts of good people. Zhao Jiadi walked to the car, said goodbye with disdain, Shengdou Xiaomin can not be blessed, God knows if you have an unscrupulous dead friend who drove a car with a beautiful cutie, and saw that the impact was not good. By the way, where to go next, it's not time to eat yet.

Wang Banjin sat in the car, said to go to the Old Summer Palace, Zhao Jiadi's protest was invalid, went to the ticket window outside the scenic spot, bought tickets, there were few tourists, Zhao Jiadi has always been interested in tourism xìng quality play, tourism and travel are two concepts, like Wang Banjin went abroad for a few years and did not do his job, and regarded the study of Imperial College as a side job, the main business is travel, and he went south and north alone, as for whether he was lonely, outsiders do not know. Zhao Jiadi knew the Old Summer Palace for the first time in the textbook, and it was very strange why this garden was called "Old Summer Palace", the Qing Dynasty Daxing Literary Prison, the word "Yuanming", casually put in the hands of which literati, is the great crime of the nine clans, and then asked Wang Banjin, Wang Banjin went to ask the old lady again, only to know that there was a story in it, it was Kangxi who gave the name of the plaque, and gave it to the son Yongzheng who regarded himself as a Zen master craftsman. Bright and bright, the wisdom of the master", it seems to be quite cultural wording, Zhao Jiadi wondered if those Manchu nobles would be like eating flies when they heard this garden, but they still had to clap their hands and applaud.

Guwen is a courtier, and now he is a public servant, and it seems that it is not easy to soar. It is even more difficult to be a monster that has gone through generations of evergreen trees in the political circles, and there is a tumbler lying under the old banyan tree in this courtyard. Zhao Jiadi squatted on a broken wall, smoking a cigarette in the leeward direction, watching Wang Banjin bouncing with interest, Zhao Jiadi was not worried about her foot or what, Wang Banjin didn't need anyone to deliberately pity the jade, she was never a real-life dwarf in the status of the jīng god world, as the dead party in the circle said, Wang Banjin is the resounding jīng god and the double empress of reality, who TMD doesn't want to be Wang Banjin's favored minister, who is not a socialist youth with ideals and ambitions. Wang Banjin was pulled by a couple to help take pictures, she is familiar with this, and she is still willing to be enthusiastic, and she hopes that there will be lovers in the world who will eventually become dependents has always been her QQ signature, but QQ has not been used for hundreds of years except for private chat Zhao Jiadi, so the vulgar signature that does not match her xìng has been hanging and has not been modified.

Wang Banjin returned to Zhao Jiadi, and the neuropathy had intermittent attacks, and she was abducted and abducted by the old lady since she was a child, and she recited many poetry and classics, and she crossed her waist and shouted: "I have no money to be a sword, and I am drunk in the West Lake." Sister, I'm full of stars, and people sleep~"

Zhao Jiadi opened his throat very tacitly and cooperated: "Little Er, come on, come on, brother has carried a bunch of Longquan, Zhanlu, and salamanders, can you be a few catties and taels of apricot blossom wine?" ”

Wang Banjin laughed heartily.

Zhao Jiadi echoed angrily a few times, seeing that she still laughed, he scolded: "Laugh and laugh, laugh for ten years, and if you laugh carefully, you will have to go back to your mother's womb." ”

Wang Banjin pounced on Zhao Jiadi like a lion fighting a rabbit, knocked down Xiao Baliang, rubbed his head against his chest, and smiled happily: "Wowhaha, Xiao Baliang, you are so talented, my sister is becoming more and more distressed about you~"

Zhao Jiadi helplessly hugged Wang Banjin, scolding and scolding, but his eyes were gentle.

A quiet four-way courtyard in an alley, the old lady of the Wang family practiced calligraphy in the study, this hobby has been insisted on after retiring, jīng is absolutely grassy, but the old man has never left ink treasure in public, nor has he gone to the calligraphy association to be named, just regarded as a method of self-cultivation and self-cultivation, Wang Zhuyun helped a little on the side, the brushes on the pen holder are mediocre, any commissary can buy a few, paper is the Shengxuan of Jing County, Anhui Province, relatively expensive, but this money is taken out by the old lady from his own allowance, There are also some protégés as gifts, not special offerings, smoking and drinking before quitting smoking and drinking, the courtyard house in addition to the big house, the collection of books, there is an old běijīng city under the root of the rare banyan tree, there is no surprise, and most of this courtyard after the death of the old lady and Shijia Hutong by the state as usual.

Wang Zhuyun is one of the few descendants in the family who can talk about the scriptures with the old lady, and his calligraphy attainments are also good, and he can say something, rather than the boastful talk that is difficult to escape the suspicion of slapping the horse, and it is no wonder that the old lady does not pay much attention to Wang Qingping and Wang Qinghe's two grandsons, but Wang Zhuyun, who was expected to carry the banner of the Wang family, has always been concerned, even if half of them escaped into the empty door, they still take care of it, and in the matter of educating future generations, the old lady is far more enlightened than the old antiques of the same age, but never blindly pointing fingers.

The old man wrote a picture: "Bamboo is like a hypocrite, but the outside is hollow." A group can shelter the rì, dúlì does not help the wind. The roots are fine and good at drilling holes, and the waist is soft and bowing. The literati love it a lot, and they have the same breath. This is undoubtedly an irony of Zheng Banqiao's "Caryophyllus", the old man put down his pen and said with a smile: "Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks." Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. It does sound good, but I have come down in this life, and I have seen a lot of so-called literati style, the words are mean, into the wood, worthy of conscience, as a person is not weak at all, it is not easy to say if you are worthy of conscience, the front of the person is sanctimonious, and the person is ghostly, especially the ten years of catastrophe, people bite people, a place of chicken feathers, and then many people go abroad, saying that the domestic environment is not good, in fact, many people have done bad things, only to be out of sight to be able to be ashamed or less guilty, useless is a scholar, These words will be set aside for a hundred years and hundreds of years, and they will be correct. I want you children to read more and know more people, not how you are good at flying and opportunistic, no matter what ambition the parents are or out of luck, they have given a stable family, so you don't need to do things for a big ambition, read more, is a poem and a book, see people and things can be more thorough, know more people, take people as a mirror, can be more self-introspective and self-knowledge, in the final analysis, I still hope that you will be a good person, this is the minimum premise, on this basis, Whether you are a great man or a common man, you will not be bad. ”

Wang Zhuyun said with emotion: "It's just that these truths can't be said. ”

The old man smiled.

Wang Zhuyun raised a smile and asked, "Grandpa, what do you think of Xiao Baliang?" Don't be sloppy. ”

The old lady glanced at Wang Zhuyun and smiled, but he was not busy covering the coffin, seeing that his granddaughter was a little anxious, the old man laughed heartily, no longer sold Guanzi, and said: "As a businessman, he may not expect to be able to do Zhao Xin's role in this life, but as an official, at least he will be a good official, I am looking forward to it." ”

Wang Zhuyun took a big reassuring pill and smiled.

Today's whole thing, the expectation value is not too high, just hope that Xiao Baliang can mix a familiar face in front of the old lady, not good or bad to be satisfied, I never expected it to be twists and turns, first because of a few rounds of hands to talk about a country with the power of the country and the wind of the country's quite high comments, and then Xiao Baliang's unintentional words that can be called thunder almost made Wang Zhuyun's aunt's heart stop, but fortunately, the old lady was not angry, but invisibly added a little favor. Although in the end, the old lady only mentioned the words "good official" and "expectation", but Wang Zhuyun, who had already made the quiet and indifferent, couldn't help but feel ecstatic in her heart, and almost called Zhao Jiadi to report the good news, but after all, she couldn't help it, and she didn't pull out the seedlings to help them grow, and gradual progress was more important than anything else.

At six o'clock in the evening, Zhao Jiadi drove Aunt Mei's Santana to Wang Banjin to the endless street of restaurants and restaurants, just stopped the car, Li Zhijin, who was nicknamed Dongguan Mei is actually an authentic běijīng girl, drove an Audi's sister Alto over, after the two cars were connected, they found their respective parking spaces after more than ten meters, good luck, when Zhao Jiadi and Wang Banjin got off the car to meet Li Zhijin, they never thought that there was friction over there, Li Zhijin was just about to reverse into a remaining parking space, It was brutally occupied by a big Hummer with a Shanxi license plate, grabbing a parking space, not to mention, the Hummer that was almost twice the size of the little Alto in the process of scrambling scratched the small Alto with a civilian ordinary license plate, the driver was a fat man who couldn't see the neck, and got out of the car with a fat trembling body, and the co-pilot stepped down to be his daughter's sister paper, fashionable and beautiful, young chūn, but dressed up very xìng sense young woman, the fat man did not take care of it, and after getting out of the car, he scolded Li Zhijin for being stupid b, When he saw Li Zhijin, who was taller than him, getting out of the car, he was even more obscene, he stopped swearing and changed to a meat yellow tone, and the fat man couldn't control his eyes or the bird in his crotch.

Li Zhijin, who didn't care about it, didn't say a word, he was about to go crazy, and even Wang Banjin wanted to rush up to give this bastard a mandarin duck leg and stab the dead fat man's chrysanthemum with the heel of his high heels.

Zhao Jiadi grabbed Wang Banjin, gave Li Zhijin a look, and asked Wang Banjin if Aunt Mei's Santana was strong. Wang Banjin smiled and said with a sturdy smile, don't look at the tattered surface, there are goods in the belly, which is more than the average high-end German car.

Zhao Jiadi had a cold face, returned to Santanari alone, quickly drove out of the parking space, increased the horsepower very domineeringly, and hit the Hummer directly.

Lao Tzu doesn't reason with you, let's talk about it after bumping!