Jian Qingtang is twenty-one years old, the youngest son of Jian Lao, and his age is not much older than some younger generations. And now the head of the family, Jian Qingyang, is not only his eldest brother, but also brought him up since he was a child, both strict and kind, and very good to him.

So except for the birthdays of Jian Lao and Jian Qingtang, the Jian family has always been very extravagant.

This birthday banquet was held on Green and Red Street, a street that stretched for a hundred steps, sealed by the Jane family, with seats arranged on both sides, still densely crowded, and only a passage with flower petals sprinkled in the middle was left for the next person to distribute food.

Sitting next to each other at the main table were of course the two elders of the Jian family and the Shu family, both of whom were pale and pale, but they were in good spirits.

It's probably because we haven't seen each other for a long time, and the conversation is really exciting.

The first seat on the left along the main table is naturally Jian Qingtang, who is not familiar with the world. Sitting in front of him was Jian Qingyang, the head of the Jian family.

Jian Qingyang glanced at the graceful little brother, full of relief, and when he met the head of the Hua family and the Shu family on his side, he came to his senses, with joy in his eyes, but he didn't smile on his face, and raised his glass.

The rest of the people have a place to settle down according to their respective generations, and the people of the Jian family alone are almost sixty steps away, and of course there are all kinds of forces from all sides of the Wild North, or from the Tang City Imperial Court, and representatives of the three major gangs are also present.

Liang Shiyu can only be regarded as a relative of the Hua family, and it is inevitable that he will sit farther away, only patting on the right hand side of sixty-two steps, fortunately, he doesn't care about these virtual realities, a pair of eyes, as if they were looking at Rusu.

Rusu was really a big battle today, not only bringing cups, pots, stoves for cooking tea, but even carrying a bucket of water. It is Liang Shiyu who asked people to pray for the mountain with a hundred years of snow, even if it has melted into water, it still has a cool taste.

Then Rusu started the fire and boiled the tea.

Everyone else was greeting, but when they saw such a nameless young man agitating for bottles and cans, everyone should be curious.

Jian Qingtang in front of the banquet could also see the commotion behind him, and he couldn't help but poke his head out, and at this time, Jian Qingyang, who was also naughty, grabbed his sleeve and said coquettishly.

"Little uncle, little uncle, take me to see, take me to see. ”

Jian Qingtang loved to bully this little niece, and scratched the little nose that had not yet grown up, and said.

"Let's go. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly put Jian Huiru on his shoulders.

If Jian Qingtang wants to leave, he will naturally be noticed by Jian Qingyang.

Jian Qingyang said.

"Where are you going?"

Jian Qingtang said with a smile.

"There seems to be some excitement over there, so I'll go over and take a look. ”

Jian Qingyang said.

"Nonsense. ”

Jian Huiru pursed her mouth tightly and muttered.

"Daddy is messing around, daddy is messing around. ”

Jian Qingyang, who has always been cheerful, couldn't find half a bit of majesty in this little daughter, and he didn't know how to say it again.

Jian Lao said.

"Boss, you let Lao Mo take Ru'er to see the excitement. ”

The sound may be a little vicissitudes, but the breath is still enough.

Jian Huiru immediately laughed and exclaimed.

"It's still my grandfather who loves me the most. ”

Elder Jian narrowed his eyes and smiled proudly.

"Of course, my sweetheart. ”

Shu Lao couldn't help but quip.

"It seems that Brother Jane's most spoiled person has changed, and he has become a little Ru'er. ”

Before Jian Lao could speak in person, Jian Huiru had already rushed to say.

"Of course. ”

The crowd burst into laughter.

Then Jian Qingtang carried Jian Huiru towards the bustle, many people saw it, and they all said hello, and Jian Qingtang held the little girl sitting on her shoulders with both hands, and only nodded her head.

The two finally found the source, and it was the rising cloud, and they couldn't help but be more curious.

When she came to this person, Jian Huiru couldn't help but blush. I didn't expect this person to be so beautiful.

Jian Qingtang was also curious about this person who was almost the same age, and said.

"What is this brother doing?"

Ru Su didn't even look at it, still staring at the fire on the stove carefully, and said.

"I'm making tea for you. ”

A family like this, even if there is no one in the whole north, can drink tea.

But Jian Qingtang said.

"There's so little flavor in the tea. ”

This is also the voice of northerners who do not drink tea, but only drink.

Rusu smiled confidently.

"I prepared three kinds of tea today, each of which gives you a different taste. ”