Chapter Seventy-Two, The Dog Who Loves to Smoke

Before the food was served, there was a knock on the door.

"It's supposed to be my friend, I'm going out to meet. Lao Sun stood up and straightened his clothes.

"Does he really have friends here? Ziwei thought about this, but she didn't say it, saying this at this time will really hurt people's self-esteem, so Ziwei won't hurt her lover.

Lao Zhu just waved his hand, and Lao Tang was still in his mind.

The door opened.

Of course it's Zhang Yue, Zhang Yue hasn't seen Lao Sun for a long time, and since that side, he has basically been in contact by phone.

If it weren't for Lao Sun holding him, Zhang Yuezhen would have knelt down.

"You, you, you~~" The next word couldn't be spoken, only trembling was left in his mouth, and his hands were trembling.

"Go to another room. ”

"Okay, good, good ......" Zhang Yue led the way in front and entered another room.

As soon as he entered the house, Lao Sun pulled him to sit down, Zhang Yue was still excited, his hands trembled, but it was much better than just now, and when he knocked on the door just now, he couldn't even use his strength.

"Young man, how are you doing?" said Lao Sun with a sip of tea that had already been brewed.

"Poof!" Zhang Yue's snot and tears flowed down on the spot, laughing while crying.

Lao Sun hurriedly patted him and calmed him down.

"I'm good, I'm good, thanks to you, I'm where I am today. ”

"You're a sycophant, I just gave you a pot of wine, and you can get to this day, which shows your ability. ”

"Haha, you're still so polite. ”

"Don't give you yours, you will call me brother in the future, what about me," Lao Sun thought for a while, and then smiled, "I call you Liu'er, how about it?"

"Wow!" This voice, Zhang Yue, the little old man, cried in the dark, all the difficulties of these years disappeared at this moment, and the inexplicable emotions accumulated in the chest gradually disappeared, I feel that I am really young, young enough, when those people are still there, those times when I don't have to think about planning everything.

"Don't cry, or you'll be seen, it's really bad. Lao Sun felt that he was almost crying, and began to persuade.

"I'm rude, old man. Zhang Yue was still a little hesitant, after all, this was a living immortal, a real immortal.

"I'm here today, mainly to find something. ”

"I don't know if you have anything specific, I have a lot of things here, but I don't know which one can get into your eyes. ”

"Call brother, don't yours. ”

"Oh. But you haven't said yet, what do you want?"

Lao Sun decided to give up and didn't change it.

"That is, something strange has appeared, such as some event, something, something and so on, that attracts people's attention and attracts attention. ”

"Ao, Ao~" Zhang Yue looked like I understood, and then his face was covered with chrysanthemum-like folds, which was originally quite vicissitudes, and his face was not bad, but it was so live and obscene.

"You, do you want a foreign one, or do you want to ......" Zhang Yue's deliberate low voice was broken by Lao Sun's facelessness.

"Smack!" Lao Sun directly slapped an ear scraper directly on the back of his head. "I'm talking strangely, it's not a human mess, you know?!"

"Oh, oh, I know, I see. The little old man tried to recall, after all, there were many things in the group that he didn't need to come forward in person, and someone helped take care of them, so he recalled for a while before laughing.

"What are you laughing at, hurry up. ”

"There's something interesting, and I don't know if you want to hear it, so I'll tell you a joke. ”

"What's the matter?" Lao Sun thought, there should be some doors.

"It's a dog's business. Zhang Yue said, smiled, looked at Lao Sun's somewhat surprised look, and then said with a smile, "This is not a simple dog, it is a dog that loves cleanliness and smokes." ”