At noon, the road was not congested, and after walking for less than half an hour, the business car drove into a garden-style community, drove through the tree-shaded path, and stopped in front of a three-story European-style villa. In Cloud City, where every inch of land is valuable, there must be such a villa, and its owner must be worth a lot of money.

It was the little nanny who opened the door, and the owner did not come out to greet him, which shows that people do not pay attention to the old man black. They entered the villa and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

The little nanny said nonchalantly: "You sit down for a while, uncle will come down immediately, oh, no smoking is allowed at home, if you want to smoke, go to the garden." "Then he turned around and left, without even pouring a glass of water, this hospitality is a bit mean.

Ximen Jing looked at the decoration of this room, and saw that it was resplendent and luxurious. Xindao, as the old saying goes, 'the new paintings on the small walls of the trees are not ancient, and at first glance they are the House of Internal Affairs!' This should be regarded as a nouveau riche, only knowing that it is inlaid with gold and silver, and lacks a bit of cultural heritage.

The old man and his daughter sat there, looking very restrained, especially the old man didn't even dare to let out a fart, which was very different from his usual style. Ximen Jing can see that this time, nine out of ten is that the old man Hei rushed to slap this powerful relative, but people didn't want to bird him.

Being treated as salted fish by others, how could a senior official of Ximen ever receive such treatment? At this time, he wanted to pat his ass and leave, but after thinking about it, this kind of thing is unattainable after all, and it can be regarded as an eye-opener if he is still patient and waiting.

Just when I was bored, there was a sound of footsteps, and when I looked up, I saw a middle-aged man walking down the stairs.

This man is fair-skinned, of medium height, wearing a navy blue loungewear, but with a big belly, it looks a little abrupt. He walked down the stairs with his stairs, his steps vague, rubbing the bridge of his nose and temples, and his eyes were red as if he hadn't woken up.

Seeing the guests on the sofa, he was stunned at first, and then pretended to be surprised and said: "Hey, the second uncle is here, Xiaofang quickly pour tea, and the guests don't greet them, who taught you this child?"

After that, he sat opposite and greeted the servants, his tone was very gentle, but his demeanor had a condescending taste: "Second Uncle is free today!

In a few words, I took care of the big picture, and I didn't say anything substantial, so that people can't make mistakes, this is the insight of the world and the practice of human feelings. It can be seen in a few words that this person usually treats people well, sleek and sophisticated.

The old man laughed dryly twice, and cut directly to the topic: "Jianguo, I came to your house today because of Liangliang's illness, so I didn't invite a master to show her." As he spoke, he pointed to Ximen Jing.

The middle-aged man is the nephew of the old man Hei, named Gao Jianguo. He glanced at Ximen Jing with a pair of shiny little eyes, and said quietly: "This really bothers you, Liangliang is tired from school, nothing else, I'll see you after a few days of rest, this is not a nap in the bedroom, I don't think you need to trouble this little master!"

The hot face was attached to the cold buttocks, and the old man in black was embarrassed and didn't know what to say. Ximen Jing knew in his heart, you think I'm young and unscrupulous, and today Lao Tzu is still strong, so I have to see the sick before I stop.

So he said: "What's not sick, it's best not to be sick, but your daughter is not sick, this is called soul leaving disease, people have three souls and seven spirits, if there is a lack of half a point, it is like a sealed container breaking the seal, essence, qi, and spirit, gradually lost, people become abnormal, upside down, soul is not guarded, nonsense, serious beating and destroying things, if the soul is not handled well, the consequences are ......"

Before Ximen Jing finished speaking, Gao Jianguo interrupted him and said with a smile: "Little master, little master, my daughter is already well, and besides, we have to believe in science, how can we use these feudal superstitions to explain diseases? Even if you are really sick, you have to go to the hospital!"

As he spoke, he slowly stood up, "As for me, I have a meeting in the afternoon, I want to rush back, you have come all the way, don't leave! I asked Xiuli to accompany you to dinner!"

The people directly issued an eviction order, and the host was not at home, so who could stay with a cheeky face? Seeing the patient, Ximen Jing was a little disappointed, so he had to follow the old man Hei to get up and say goodbye. Just when Ximen Jing General stood up and did not stand up, there was a commotion from upstairs.

"Little leather ball, play soy sauce, a dozen and a whole bottle of ......" The crisp girl's voice came, and with the sound of children's songs, a black and white football rolled down the stairs, and a beautiful girl of eighteen or nineteen years old ran down after the football.

This girl belongs to the Yanma type, she is 1.7 meters tall, her figure is very plump, and she is wearing a blue sky and white clouds in her home clothes. The girl catches up with the soccer ball and beats it in the living room as if no one is around, her ponytail swaying behind her, and she sings the children's rhyme "Little leather ball, play soy sauce......

If it is a little girl of seven or eight years old, it can be called innocent, and a big girl who is almost twenty years old is crazy, and it feels like a stupid girl.

Ximen Jing and the others were dumbfounded. Gao Jianguo was even more embarrassed, thinking that if he didn't get sick sooner or later, wouldn't he slap me in the face at this time? There was another sound of footsteps, and a middle-aged woman ran down the stairs, shouting as she ran: "Jianguo, Jianguo looks at Liangliang, don't tell her to run out of the door!"

Gao Jianguo couldn't take care of the guests at the moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop his daughter. The middle-aged woman also came down the stairs, and the two of them gathered in front of and behind their daughter. I saw Gao Liang make a feint, shook his father, and then passed his mother with a bocce ball, picked up the ball on his toes, and volleyed at Ximen Jing.

The football flew in front of him like a meteor catching the moon, and the Ximen official shouted well, leaned back slightly to stop the ball, and then pushed it with his knees, turned around and jumped up suddenly with a golden hook. The soccer ball was like a bolt of lightning that went straight to the window.

I heard a bang, and the glass shattered.

Everyone was dumbfounded, but Gao Liang shouted excitedly: "Good ball! One point ahead, one point ahead!"

This unique family football match was soon over. Gao Liang was hugged by her mother and pressed on the sofa, she struggled desperately and shouted: "Foul, foul, red card!

After all, Gao Liang's mother didn't have as much strength as her daughter, so she called anxiously: "Jianguo, Jianguo, don't be stupid, hurry up and bring the sedative!"

Gao Jianguo hurriedly went to get the sedative. The black old man's daughter Huizhi also stepped forward to help press Gao Liang. Who would have thought that Gao Liang was very powerful, and when he swayed from side to side, he threw the two of them aside.

At this moment, the Ximen official rushed over.