"Old Yang, Long Si just contacted me."

Long Yi suppressed the excitement in his heart, stood beside Old Yang, and whispered.

Old Yang turned his face, looked at Long Yi's trembling body, and scolded: "You are forty-five years old this year? Why are you still like a young man? Tell me, what's the matter?"

Long Yi smiled and leaned into Old Yang's ear and whispered: "The young master said he wanted to come back and have a look."

"What?"

Old Yang couldn't control his emotions and exclaimed, even the hot tea in his hand spilled out, and the smoke flowed up his thighs did not notice it.

"The young master is going to come back and have a look."

Long Yi took out a few pieces of paper from the coffee table and repeatedly helped Mr. Yang to wipe it.

"Okay! OK! I'll see how Xiaotian's child has been outside for nearly twenty years and has grown up now."

Old Yang slowly calmed down his mood and placed the teacup in his hand on the tea table.

Then he looked at Long Yi's movements and remembered the way he taught Long Yi a lesson just now. He couldn't help but blushed. He stood up and walked out of the door with his hands behind his back, and then said: "You go and inform them to prepare and welcome Xiaotian. I'll inform Xiaotian's grandma now."

After saying that, he left the living room and flashed out of the yard. Even if Long Yi was very skilled in martial arts, he could not see Mr. Yang's speed clearly, and a hint of admiration flashed even more in his eyes.

"What did you say? We have a grandson? Want to come back and see?"

Mr. Yang's wife is also in her sixties. Her black stockings on her head seem to be useless after years of destruction. Only the few places on her face that are obvious from time to time can be seen that she is not young anymore.

The main position around the neck is still. Other places look not much different from women in their forties, and are even more charming. There is also a hint of evil between their eyebrows, which is completely different from Mr. Yang's righteousness.

Yang Ritian's evil nature probably also comes from this grandmother who can't tell the specific age.

Back then, Yang Ritian's grandmother Yang Yunfei was also a sensible figure. She had an extremely beautiful face and figure, her superb kung fu, and her good background, but she rejected countless young men who loved her. She was chased by Mr. Yang from Chu City. When everyone sighed that a flower was inserted into cow dung, Mr. Yang used his intelligence and excellent martial arts to bring the Yang family to a new level.

"Brother Tian, ​​when will you set off?"

Long Si lit up Xiaoyan, sniffed hard, and then said with a smile.

He was very anxious. Zhang Ying was not qualified to go home this time. If he wanted to go, he would have to go back and help him. Next time he would be fine.

"Let's go now! What are you waiting for?"

Seeing that his wives had packed up, Yang Ritian stood up suddenly when he saw that his cigarette butt was thrown into the ashtray, his eyes flashed across the faces of the girls, and said to Long Si.

Long Si led the way, and a group of people walked towards the three helicopters in the garden.

Cheng Shi, Liu Xiaojing, Li Qing, Lisha, Butterfly and Yang Ritian, Yuzhi Sister, Aunt Yumei, Juxiang, Orchid Sister, Wu Jiahui and Aunt Xiangfeng, and Long Si himself.

"Be careful at home and ask Lao Wu for help if you have any questions."

Yang Ritian shouted at Ergouzi who was looking down at him, Daniu and Xiangxiu shouted, and Long Si shouted at Zhang Ying.

"This feels so good, damn it's the first time I've been sitting on this thing!"

Yang Ritian leaned against the helicopter bulkhead and lit a special cigarette with a smile.

"Brother Xiaotian, how long do I have to stay at your house?"

Liu Xiaojing felt uncomfortable. She had come out of Xiao Wangzhuang and it was not long before she had to change the place with Brother Xiaotian.

"Miss Xiaojing, what are you saying? What is my home? It's our home, hehe..."

Yang Ritian said shamelessly, but in fact he was a little overwhelmed. If the opponent's strength was really terrifying this time, I guess he would not see them for a long time.

From Long Si's mouth, Yang Ritian had long known that Mr. Yang's attitude towards him was to hone himself. At this critical moment, it was fine for his wife to be taken care of, but it was probably impossible to help him deal with Zhang Qiang's underground forces.

Liu Xiaojing's face turned slightly red. She was an ordinary farmer in Xiaowangzhuang. She first went to the city and lived in the largest villa in the suburbs. Then she took a helicopter to her husband's house. How could Brother Xiaotian dare to think about her?

"I think I... don't deserve you."

Liu Xiaojing couldn't help but say what she thought. This was what the wives sitting on another helicopter thought. Young girls like Liu Xiaojing and Wu Jiahui were fine, young women like Yuzhi and Lanhua were fine, and what they had to face was nothing more than a gap in their identity.

The most embarrassing ones are Aunt Yumei, Aunt Juxiang and Aunt Xiangfeng. I am also old. When I arrived at Yang Ritian’s house, should I call my elder brother and sister-in-law, or my uncle and aunt? This generation can make everyone confused.

The distance from Chu City to Beijing City is very close. The helicopter speed has arrived over the Yang family without long before it can be used.

"Old Yang, we're here."

Long Yi followed Old Yang in unchangingly, looked at the helicopters hovering and landing in the sky, and said excitedly.

But when Old Yang looked flushed, he was obviously extremely excited. Yang Yunfei, who was beside him, also looked at the sky with excitement, and even hesitated. What should he say when he saw his grandson for the first time?

"Hello everyone!"

The plane parked smoothly on the lawn and slowly turned off the engine. Yang Ritian walked off the plane with a slutty bag, wearing a black suit, floral shorts and coquettish flip-flops, holding a special cigarette in his mouth, and raised his hand to say hello to the person waiting for him outside.

That's how sexy you should be.

Someone liked that look. Before Mr. Yang moved, Yang Yunfei, who was standing beside him, could no longer help but run over excitedly, and did not look like a sixty-year-old man.

No wonder Yang Yunfei, the appearance of Yang Ritian is very similar to the old Yang old man. His evil temperament resonated with her. For decades, her son has never had such temperament, only her, the grandson he met for the first time.

"Sister, who are you?"

Yang Ritian was really confused. When he got off the plane, he decided that the old man should be his grandfather. It was hard to say that the one next to him was, if he wanted to talk about his aunt, if he was younger, if he wanted to talk about his cousin, if he was a little older. Yang Ritian had no choice but to position Yang Yunfei as his eldest sister.

As a result, before I stood firm, the old man had no movement yet, and the eldest sister beside me rushed over with excitement.

Yang Yunfei was stunned and pushed Yang Ritian away halfway. After watching for a while, she was laughed at by his elder sister, so she couldn't stand up straight.

Long Yi and his group could not help it anymore and all laughed. Even Long Si who followed him down was laughing non-stop.

Old Yang was considered well-educated and insisted on it, but his face turned red.

He made Yang Ritian and the Jurchens behind him feel a little confused and he is stunned.

After a while, Yang Ritian came to his senses and looked at Yang Yunfei in front of him and asked, "Sister, why are you laughing at?"

Not only did Yang Yunfei not answer, she laughed even happier, and muttered: "Sister, haha! I'm so laughing!"

"Xiaotian! That's your grandma!"

In the end, Old Yang couldn't help but laugh like this. He didn't know when it would be. He guessed that this kid wouldn't be able to stay for long, so he would hurry back and have a good chat.

"Ah? My grandma?"

Yang Ritian was stunned, and the girls behind him were also stunned, especially the oldest Aunt Xiangfeng, who really couldn't raise her head. Xiaotian's grandmother looked as big as hers.

"Oh, good grandson, I am your grandma!"

Only then did Yang Yunfei notice that the women behind Yang Ritian were all thin and fat, each with their own outstanding features. She walked over happily, looked left and right, muttering without listening: "Well, not bad, not bad! Xiaotian has a good vision."

He made all the girls blush, especially Aunt Yumei and the others. It was really embarrassing to be seen by a woman who looked similar to her.

"Let's go home!"

Yang Yunfei finally walked to Cheng Shi, held her hand with love, and said to the girls. Then she walked towards the largest house in the middle of the manor. When she passed by Yang Ritian, she kept holding him with her hands.

Mr. Yang followed behind depressedly, thinking that this is my grandson, why is there nothing I have to do with?

"Oh my God, you have been alone outside for so many years, and you have suffered."

Yang Yunfei, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looked like a grandmother. She held Yang Ritian's hand and almost burst into tears in her eyes.

"Hehe, that's it, milk... milk, not bitter!"

Yang Ritian was really embarrassed, and the word "grandma" was hard to say. The key point is that Yang Yunfei looked at at most forty years old, and she was at least an 18-year-old boy. How could she have such a young grandma?

"Okay, you can take your granddaughter-in-law to the room to chat. Xiaotian and I have something to talk about."

After Mr. Yang followed into the house, seeing Yang Yunfei's tears in his eyes, he quickly stopped her and allowed her to continue like this, and she had to cry.

Yang Yunfei gave Old Yang a blank look, pulled Cheng Shi and Liu Xiaojing, and said to the other women: "Let's go, let's go to the house and say, grandma has prepared a meeting gift for you all."

As he said that, he looked at Yang Ritian with distress before entering the house.

"Huh? The sigh of death?"

Old Yang controlled his excitement and sat opposite Yang Ritian. When he was about to introduce Long Yi and Yang Qianjin to Yang Ritian, he suddenly found that the sword pattern on Yang Ritian's forehead actually contained a cold force.

Yang Ritian scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly: "Hehe, I only realized this sigh of death yesterday."
Chapter completed!