Seeing this, Jiang Zhimiao called out to the good guy, the uncle is the uncle, and he will defeat the person who is looking for trouble without much effort, there is indeed something, and he is worthy of being a maverick uncle.

Wang Wu frowned slightly at this dispute between the old and the weak, and after watching for a while, he finally held back the displeasure in his heart.

He was also steamed today, and he really didn't want to meddle in things, anyway, there was no conflict in the end, so he stopped thinking about taking care of things.

After about a quarter of an hour, Wang Wu got up, and he shouted to the men to line up and prepare to untie the shackles on them, and the other officials resigned themselves to standing at the front of the line and began to work.

After the Wen family and a Ming Huai settled down, they went to the official to ask for instructions to go to the toilet, and the official saw that there were many people, so he led them there.

More than a dozen toilet friends went to the toilet together, so Uncle Fangcai's stunning appearance naturally passed by them.

The team that the officials took to the toilet naturally waited for the last person to solve the problem, and then gathered together and rushed to the large army.

As for their shackles, they have already been untied in advance, after all, if they don't have the assistance of their hands, they can't solve it, and they can't afford to go to the toilet.

The speed of the team of more than a dozen people was quite fast, and when they arrived at the large army, it was the time to untie the shackles, and they had already untied them, so naturally they would go back to everyone.

Seeing that Wen Zhuqing and the others were back, Jiang Zhimiao got up and took out the big meat buns and baked cakes in the wooden barrel.

The weather is hot and can't be left for a long time, but fortunately, it is not broken, and it will be able to be eaten, no matter what, this is much better than the hard cakes issued by the officials.

Seeing that Jiang Zhimiao was busy, Mother Wen stepped forward to give her a hand, and the two of them worked very quickly, and they finished distributing these buns in a short time.

I bought a total of twenty steamed buns and twenty baked cakes, and ate some of them at the city gate at noon, and now there are still half left.

After the wind and clouds, there were still two baked cakes left, and they had no choice but to hold them all up, so they could only be temporarily put in the bucket.

After being full of water and food, Mingzhu shared the uncle's affairs with everyone, her eyes lit up, and her milk voice was full of anger:

"Brother, brother, he was so powerful with a grandfather just now, he drove away a few bad guys in one fell swoop, so powerful, really amazing!"

Mingzhu clapped her little hands vigorously as she spoke, and kept emphasizing that her grandfather was powerful, as if she was afraid that others would not know that her grandfather was powerful.

At this moment, her fair little face was also dyed with bursts of blush due to excessive force, and anyone could see the excitement in her heart.

Wen Zhuqing and the others looked confused, uncle? Terrible? Didn't they just go out for a while, why did a powerful uncle emerge?

Mingzhu saw that a few people were puzzled, stretched out her round little finger and pointed in the direction where the uncle was standing, and looked in the direction she pointed, isn't this father/grandfather?

Minghuai was the first to hold back when he saw this, and after seeing the powerful grandfather that Mingzhu said, he made a serious comment: "I don't think it's anything powerful, this grandfather looks the same as other grandfathers, they all have white hair, white eyebrows, and nothing special, is he really as powerful as you say?" ”

Minghuai's questioning aroused Mingzhu's dissatisfaction, and she crossed her hands on her hips and said angrily: "Of course it's amazing, if you don't believe it, you can ask Sister, I didn't lie!" ”

After the words, Mingzhu deflated her mouth aggrievedly, her eyes were full of accusations against her brother, how dare Minghuai say more when she saw this, and immediately stepped forward to appease.

He had learned the lethality of Mingzhu, and if he hadn't strangled her in the cradle before she had fully exploded, he would have suffered the guilt.

Seeing this, Jing Ming also joined the pacification team: "Sister Mingzhu, we didn't disbelieve your words, in fact... In fact, the grandfather you are talking about is my grandfather, and I didn't expect my grandfather to be so powerful. ”

Mingzhu exclaimed when he heard this: "It turns out that grandpa is the grandfather of Brother Jingming, no wonder he is so powerful, the eldest brother is powerful, Brother Jingming is powerful, and his grandfather is also powerful, you are all amazing, Mingzhu likes you." ”

The straightforward joy made Jing Ming blush, he scratched his head embarrassedly, and said shyly: "Thank you, I like my sister too." ”

Mingzhu was the most outgoing of the three children, and instead of being shy when she heard this, she grinned loudly, revealing a neat mouth of small teeth.

The interaction between several children was really interesting, and Jiang Zhimiao and the others immediately laughed when they saw this.

Wen Zhuqing looked at his grandfather, who was still young with the sword in front of him, and then lowered his eyes to look at the girl with crooked smiling eyes, he opened his lips slightly: "Miss Jiang, I don't know why my grandfather was besieged by everyone, and how did he retreat?" ”

The young man said aloud, not hiding his doubts in the slightest.

Father Wen and Mother Wen also tilted their heads when they heard this, and looked at Jiang Zhimiao with bright eyes, looking forward to her reply.

After Jiang Zhimiao received the gaze of several people, he disposed of the bun in his hand in three or two clicks, and after swallowing for a while, he immediately spoke:

"He's been chanting poetry over and over again, uh, a little... A little anxious, some people were not angry, so they wanted to step forward to stop it, who expected him to be immersed in poetry and couldn't extricate himself, but in the end he fought with a few people and gained the upper hand, and finally retreated. ”

Wen Zhuqing was silent, his expression was frozen for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, obviously very surprised by Jiang Zhimiao's reply.

Not to mention Wen Zhuqing, even Wen's father was stunned, his father really hasn't changed at all, he likes to express his inner feelings when he is in love, and it has been the same for decades.

But Dad has always been a free and uninhibited person, his mother died early, Dad guarded for many years, since he got married, he has completely let himself go.

Every day is either a five-bird opera or Tai Chi, but he is getting younger and younger, except for his full hair, he really can't see that he is over seventy years old, and the whole person is very energetic.

Speaking of which, this reply was both expected and unexpected by him, and it was indeed like something his father could do.

While thinking about it, Father Wen's hand holding the bun paused, he raised his eyes to look at the long line in front of him, then put the bun aside, and walked forward quickly.

He was holding his breath in his heart, but he was angry, his father was not small, and he was still on the same person, what if there was a three-long and two-short one that could be called him, could he still rest assured that he would let himself go?

Thinking of this, Father Wen held back the fire, stepped forward with a calm face, and was bound to have a good talk with his father.

When Father Wen arrived, Mr. Wen had just untied his shackles and was about to go back, looking at his son, whom he hadn't seen for a few days, he smiled and waved his hand, and then walked leisurely with his hands behind his back, walking towards his own territory.

Seeing this, Father Wen hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, he grabbed the corner of his clothes, and said bitterly: "Dad, my son has something to talk to you about, just for a while, it won't be delayed for a long time, can you talk to your son?" ”

Father Wen looked at his father's indifferent expression, and then changed his tactics, he had a flash of inspiration, and said quickly:

"Jingming, Jingming hasn't seen you for a long time, and he keeps saying that he wants to see his grandfather, and his son doesn't want to see him, so he doesn't want to see his little grandson?"

Wen Lao pondered for a moment, looked at the moonlight and then looked at his earnest son, and in the end, it was the younger grandson who was better, he paused, and said with a full heart: "Lead the way." ”

Father Wen was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately stepped forward to lead the way, the place where they landed was not far away, and Elder Wen followed behind, and it didn't take long to arrive.