Others are angry or not, and Dad Zhao is angry.

Who are you careful to defend against?

"Drop the weapon in your hand." Uncle Zhao hurriedly reminded.

That feather duster is considered a weapon?

Dad Zhao is very frustrated.

Guan Yin ran in with confidence and boldness, stood at the door, nodded one by one and said hello: "Come here? Are you in good health? Are you eating?"

Uncle San knew the general idea very well and waved, "Come here quickly and say hello to the old man first."

Hey, the old man has no friendship with this person, but he still remembers that it is a relationship.

Guan Yin entered the house, looked at Dad Zhao with caution, coughed lightly, and said hello to the old man: "Master, are you okay? What do you want to eat?"

Old Master Zhao touched the armrest of the Grand Master's chair. This child really doesn't regard himself as an outsider.

Thinking that there was no way to say hello to anything else, the old man said, "It's very good, the steamed buns and vegetables are eaten well. Are they all good on the way?"

This awkward chat seems boring.

Guan Yin was not a person who was in a bad situation, so he greeted him: "Sit down, sit down, it's not about fighting, sit down and talk."

The old man felt that it was not a big deal to continue like this, so he had to order: "Sit down, sit down before talking."

The problem is here.

"There is no stool." Zhao Fulei took a vermilion chair, sat down next to the old man, and said.

Guan Yin searched for a while and there was no chair.

"Who was so worried about who hosted this party today." Guan Yin looked at it and criticized it first, "How could someone move the chair away?"

This man didn't dislike him, so he just sat there on the ground.

The Zhao family was shocked.

At least you should have a smile on your face, give it a smile on your face, and you can't beat it out no matter what you say, right? Why are you sitting on the ground?

Guan Yin doesn't care. If you are willing to bend down and talk to me, then I will treat you as your head down.

This must have been done by Mr. Zhao. Uncle Zhao looked at Zhonghou and probably couldn't do it.

Two generations of the Zhao family formed a circle, and a group of third generations stood at the door. The group stared at each other with big eyes and stared at the bandit facing the old man, hugged the little cutie, and sat cross-legged on the ground, helpless for a moment.

What should I do?

The old man has seen many storms and waves in his life, but he has never seen such a bastard.

Didn’t this mess with Zhao Fulei?

The second lady had expected it, but was also dumbfounded.

"I'm more willing to do this than beating Jing Chengyun's family." The second lady exclaimed.

Old Master Zhao felt that it was not a problem, so he stood up and said, "There is a chair here."

If you dare to sit, you will have no way to survive.

Guan Yin refused: "What's the point?" Turning his head, this guy ordered Zhao Zirui, "Take the things in."

Zhao Zirui mocked: "Just bring something, are you showing off?"

"You don't understand, I bring my own small stool inside." Guan Yin swore.

Now that Dad Zhao can't sit still, I want to know that if someone doesn't even give him a stool when entering the door, what's the face of the Zhao family?

"The car drove to the backyard to see if the meal was ready." Dad Zhao ordered.

Then, Dad Zhao went to the wing room to bring a stool.

When he entered the door, Dad Zhao was furious.

His chair was occupied by this guy.

"Oh, this is not possible." Guan Yin put his hand on the old man's wrist, very nervous. "No wonder his mouth looks a little blue. His stomach is not good these days and his nutrition has not kept up."

What about taking a doctor together?

Guan Yin didn't know how to see a doctor, so he watched Dad Zhao get up and leave, and jumped over quickly, taking over Dad Zhao's chair first. Maybe he felt embarrassed, so the guy talked to the old man: "This complexion doesn't look very good."

The old man said, "I'm old, it's just like that, I feel okay."

Guan Yin took the pulse. He was not a miracle doctor, but he knew a little bit of the principle of qi and blood. After seeing this, he knew that the old man probably hadn't taken medicine on time as Aunt Peng's instructions recently, and he was afraid he would be greedy and eat too much.

Looking back at Dad Zhao, Guan Yin hurriedly let the seat open, feeling a little worried: "It won't work if this continues."

This scared the whole family of the Zhao family.

"You tell me, what's going on?" Old Dad Zhao hurriedly put the chair over and moved his chair back a little.

Guan Yin sighed: "I guess if this continues, I won't be able to keep you healthy for twenty years."

puff--

The second lady almost vomited hot tea.

No one made things difficult for the second lady, Uncle Zhao personally moved the chair and the tea in the cup, and used the three-bay turret and good tea.

"I thought I was going to talk about things, and I was flattering in different ways?" The second lady suddenly thought of the old man and the old lady at home who were smiling when her elder brother-in-law said a few words. I understood that when this person becomes serious, he must have a big move to hold it in.

Old Master Zhao was stunned, then laughed and said, "It's still twenty years, I guess there will be ten years," he stretched out two slaps. The old master was very heroic, "Even if God has opened the back door for me, I don't want to think about it for twenty years."

Zhao Fulei kicked him from behind, and Guan Yin moved forward with a chair just in time, just a little while before making way for Zhao Fulei's kick.

Holding the little cutie, Guan Yin stood up and pulled Dad Zhao forward: "This is yours, I won't snatch it, come, you can sit here."

Zhao Fulei's anger was slightly relieved, this was OK.

As soon as I sat down, I became angry again.

This is a plastic chair, and there is a vermilion chair that is comfortable to sit?

When he looked back, the traitor smiled and greeted his uncle: "What are you eating?"

With this, the Hongmen Banquet could not be held anymore.

"Hello the kitchen, dinner will start right away!" The old man waved his hand and then reached out, "Have me a baby."

The little cutie pursed her mouth, didn't speak throughout the whole process, lying in her father's arms, and didn't look at people. She was puzzled, what happened to Aunt Zhao's family? Why are so many people waiting for others and dad here?

The white-bearded old man is so strange. He was holding his face just now, but suddenly he laughed, not at all.

And Grandpa Zhao, who always can’t get along with his father, and his father never had their rice again!

The little cutie was angry all the time, but the result was that the old man wanted to hug him, but he didn't hug him.

"No, I want my father to hold him!" The little cutie hugged his father's neck and refused to let go.

Guan Yin explained: "The atmosphere was a little nervous just now, and I scared my little cotton jacket. I will hug the old man later."

Zhao Fulei stood up and said kindly: "I didn't eat any food all the way, Grandpa Zhao will take you to find something to eat."

The little cutie thinks, I have to give you this face.

But why not take care of your father?

Guan Yin quickly protested: "Why don't you take me? Are you planning to stop giving me food?"

Not to mention, Zhao Fulei made this idea.

"I sounded like I bought a stupid chicken, that's mine," I didn't dare to be so stupid this time. Guan Yin pushed the matter to Zhao Zirui, "I can't let Zhao Zirui eat it."

This is a very owed battle.

Why don’t people give it to you if they don’t give it to your son?

"Riege!" Zhao Fulei murmured, feeling embarrassed when he saw through his mind, and quickly sat back in disappointment, "Then let's eat later."

As he said that, he took out a millet cake from his pocket, with a larger finger and vacuum packaging, which was very expensive.

"You have some candy and put your stomach on your stomach first." Zhao Fulei said in his mouth, sighing in his heart, "How good it would be to kiss his granddaughter."

Seeing the younger generation dispersing, the old man was about to order the table to be placed, and someone was outside to slap the door.

When Zhao Zirui heard someone shouting, "Eighteenth junior brother, it's me, senior brother, master is here." He immediately raised his eyebrows at Guan Yin and opened the door with a happy smile.

Guan Yin was stunned. How dare he find someone to beat me?

Then I can't be polite today.

He raised his slap and looked at the palm of his hand. Guan Yin turned around and was about to chat with Dad Zhao. When the old man snorted, he said in anger: "These people dare to come to the door, but they deserve to be beaten to the point."

Um?

What's going on?
Chapter completed!