Oriental White!

A legend at the mouth of the East!

He practiced martial arts at the age of seven, became a powerhouse in the realm at the age of fifteen, and stepped into the realm of a grandmaster at the age of thirty-one.

Now it ranks ninth on the Xia Kingdom Hidden Dragon List.

It's just that there is a look that makes women ashamed and men have desires!

In addition, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting will not!

He and Zhang Tianxue are young friends.

Zhang Tianxue is just the opposite of him, in addition to martial arts, he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"Three things!"

Dongfang Bai sat on the sofa in the living room and lit a cigarette.

"The first one: Zhang Ping passed three examinations and was officially transferred to the special operations unit. He paused slightly: "Your son doesn't dare to tell you." ”

"Zang Feng and the sharp knife?" Zhang Tianxue's eyes jumped, and a trace of displeasure appeared on his face: "Did he choose a sharp knife?"

Dongfang Bai nodded.

Hidden blades and sharp knives!

Name implies!

Zang Feng is responsible for all special operations within the Xia Kingdom, and although it is dangerous, it is far inferior to the sharp knife.

The sharp knife is aimed at all special operations outside the Xia Kingdom, known as the sharp blade of the country, walking on the edge of life and death.

"So he's your soldier now?"

Dongfang Bai shrugged.

"The second thing: Do you remember the agreement between our brothers on the shore ......of Daming Lake that year?

"Zhang Ping already has a girlfriend, I have seen that girl, I like it very much, I am very satisfied, she is a good girl. ”

Zhang Tianxue flatly refused.

Dongfang Bai smiled slightly: "It's okay, I don't like your eldest son, I'm talking about your youngest son Zhang Fan......"

Zhang Tianxue's face sank when he heard this:

"Nonsense! Xiao Fan is only seventeen years old! Your daughter Dongfang Mo is about to run for three!"

Dongfang Bai's face changed when he heard this: "Zhang Tianxue, do you want to fight with me! My daughter is eighteen years old! Haven't you heard of a female college student hugging a golden rooster? At most, my Dongfang family will not accept your dowry!"

Zhang Tianxue looked at him coldly and didn't speak.

Dongfang Bai waved his hand and said, "Forget it, the children's affairs are up to them to solve." ”“

"The third thing: you should know better than I do what the day will be in six days. ”

After Dongfang Bai's words came out, Zhang Tianxue trembled obviously.

"When he is old, ask me to send you a message, and if you still think of him as a father, go back and see him. ”

As he spoke, Dongfang Bai sighed lightly: "The Zhang family in the north is far worse than before, and you know what your brothers look like." Whether you go or not, I will take Zhang Ping with me then, Uncle Zhang may ...... I won't live next year. ”

only heard a long call, Zhang Tianxue did not speak.

Dongfang Bai saw that his eyes were moist, and even if he couldn't bear it, he couldn't stop his heartache.

There are 80,000 words in the world, but only love words hurt people the most.

Zhang Tianxue was silent, family affection had bound him for decades, and he couldn't let go of it after all.

......

On the other side, Zhang Fan was savoring his mother's craftsmanship in the old tube building, even if it was a genius treasure, it was not as common as the table in front of him.

After breaking through the early stage of Jindan, Zhang Fan can no longer be described as a mortal.

A trace of divine thought condensed, and without Luo Bingyun noticing, a body protection knife that condensed half of Zhang Fan's true yuan quietly dissolved into Luo Bingyun's body.

"With the strength of my current body protection sword, even in the late stage of Jindan, it can't be shattered with one blow. ”

The true yuan passed, and Zhang Fan's face turned slightly pale.

"Xiaofan, what's wrong with you?

Luo Bingyun held the plate of vegetables, and another fragrant braised pig's trotters were brought up, and when he saw Zhang Fan's complexion, he hurriedly said with concern.

"No, it's just that I haven't tasted my mother's craft for too long. ”

Zhang Fan said in his mouth, Luo Bingyun touched his head lovingly and said, "Come back more in the future, Jiangnan City is not far away......

Zhang Fan nodded, his expression was full of happiness and satisfaction.

For three days, Zhang Fan didn't go anywhere, staying at home with his mother.

During this period, Zhang Fan received a call from his father.

Three days later, it will be Zhang Fan's grandfather!

The contemporary family of the Zhang family in Qincheng, Northern Province, advocates Jun Xiao's 80th birthday!

Early the next morning, Zhang Tianxue drove his old black Santana 2000 to pick up Zhang Fan's mother and son.

It is more than 1,000 kilometers from Pingxian to Qincheng in northern province.

"Zhang's family, I'm finally here!"

Zhang Fan looked at the scenery flying away after falling outside the window, and many memory pictures flashed in his eyes.

A cold smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

Wind and snow in Northern Province, Qincheng Zhang Xue.

Here are the two strongest families representing Qincheng, one is the ancient Zhang family that has been in Northern Province for three hundred years, and the other is the rising star Xue family who rose at the beginning of the last century.

The villas of the Zhang family are located in the suburbs of Qincheng thirty miles, which is remote and secluded, far away from the hustle and bustle, and is very suitable for the elderly to live in their old age.

This is Zhang Fan's grandfather, that is, Zhang Shiyuan, who wanted to break up Zhang Tianzhi and his wife, but since Zhang Shiyuan passed away, the Zhang family almost moved to the city to live.

Only Zhang Fan's grandfather Zhang Junxiao has always lived here raising flowers and birds, living a quiet life.

Although the Zhang family is far less vertical and horizontal than before, it is still an ancient family of hundreds of years, and it can be said that it has deep roots in Northern Province and has good connections in all aspects.

Several of Zhang Junxiao's brothers have branched out, and the direct line is out of his vein, and the others are all vigorous, although they are not as capable as Zhang Tianxue back then, but through many years of deep-rooted relationship networks, many of them have been in important positions in various cities in Northern Province and the official departments of Qincheng.

On this day, Zhang Junxiao has been standing in the shade of the tree in front of the main villa, and his eyes have always been fixed on the corner of the road in front of him.

Because, the eldest son who made him love and hate is finally coming back.

Thinking of Zhang Tianxue, Zhang Junxiao couldn't help sighing, Zhang Tianxue was the most brilliant Zhang family of his generation, and he had extraordinary talent since he was a child.

He is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea.

However, Zhang Tianxue's personality is extremely stubborn and arrogant, and he resolutely fell out with the family for the sake of a maid he picked up, gave up his identity as the heir, and left Jiangnan.

This is more than 20 years, if he hadn't asked Dongfang Bai to spread the word, I am afraid that Zhang Junxiao's 80th birthday he would not come back.

"Grandpa, my uncle and his family only set off this morning, and it will take at least seven or eight hours to come from Jiangnan, it's too cold here, you should go back to the living room and wait first!"

A girl with an average appearance but a fresh temperament next to her persuaded.

"It's okay, it's okay, grandpa's old bones are not afraid of this cold. Zhang Junxiao had a faint sadness on his cheeks, gently brushed his silver beard, and said leisurely: "I haven't seen that stinky boy for a long time, if it weren't for the death of his father, it is estimated that he would not even come to the north." ”

"I don't want to wait until I'm dead for this bastard to come and pay my respects. ”

The old man babbled.

"And that girl Bingyun, I guess she still complains about me! I don't know what Ping'er and Fan'er have become!"

Yao Qingsha stood quietly aside, listening to the old man's self-talk with a smile.