Kim Myung-ho took out the admission notice from Seoul University and handed it to the great-grandfather. The great-grandfather took it over and looked at him. "Okay, it's not a bad thing that is the white jade pillar of the Jin family generation, and the purple gold beam of the sea. OK." The great-grandfather looked at Kim Myung-ho and said, "Hehe." Kim Myung-ho laughed. "Originally, grandfather asked me to pass the MIT exam in the United States, but I couldn't leave here, so I chose this." Kim Myung-ho sat down and looked at his great-grandfather and said, "Yes, not bad, although MIT is good, it's not his own territory after all!" The great-grandfather looked at Kim Myung-ho and said, "Master, these things." Uncle Xin looked at him.

Jin Minghao took out the things and said, "Just put them away." Grandpa waved his hand indifferently. "Yes." Uncle Xin put away the things. "Oh, I think that when the family encountered an accident, the people in the family were killed, injured, and injured. Several people escaped, but they were not educated. You three unsatisfactory grandpas are the best talented junior high school. Only when you are your father's generation can it be considered good. You went to college, and then you are here again. This means that our family's luck has come back." Grandpa looked at Jin Minghao and said, "Lucky? What is grandpa?" Jin Minghao asked. "Lucky!

!It is a manifestation of a prosperous and prosperous family. You have been admitted to college and get married and have children in the future. I also have an explanation to your grandfather Zeng that the Jin family will not be lonely." The great grandfather's face was full of sighs. From the sudden change of the family, he rose up little by little, and regained the original power. Until now, Jin Minghao, a descendant who can support the family for decades, was in a state of inability to speak for a moment. And Jin Minghao looked at the great grandfather. The last nearly a hundred years of life was so grand! "Master." Uncle Xin came back and looked at the great grandfather and said, "Yeah. Go and do your business." The great grandfather looked at

Uncle Xin said, Uncle Xin nodded and went out. "Yeah, okay, okay." Grandpa said to Jin Minghao, and Jin Minghao laughed. "Okay, girl, go and rest, you must be tired too." Grandpa looked at Jin Minghao and said. "Yeah." Jin Minghao nodded at Grandpa, then Jin Minghao pulled his suitcase into the room, put the things into his mobile phone, changed into his pajamas, lay on the bed, and in the living room, the lights turned off soon. In the morning, Jin Minghao was woken up by a noise. Jin Minghao opened his eyes, then walked out, and saw some people driving a pig out of the pigpen.

Jin Minghao widened his eyes and stretched. "Young Master, it's time to get up." Uncle Xin looked at Jin Minghao and said. "I understand. Uncle Xin, what are these people doing?" Jin Minghao looked at Uncle Xin and asked. He knew that this must be the great-grandfather's idea. "This is the villagers who asked me to invite me last night after the master came. Today I welcomed the young master and made the unique pig-killing rice here." Uncle Xin looked at Jin Minghao and said. "I want to try the pig-killing rice." Jiajin Minghao said then back to the room, changed his clothes, and walked out. Several Northeastern men carried a big fat pig with black hair that was constantly struggling and placed a table that was carried by two people.

On the top of the sack, four or five people pressed the fat pig, tied the pig's trotters with a rope, and then poured it on the pig with hot water. Several people were sharpening the knife next to it. "Em, Brother San, this guy is worthy of being a wild boar on the mountain! It's so exciting." A middle-aged man looked at the old man in his 60s who was sharpening the knife. Although he looked over 60s, he was energetic like a young man. "Wait a minute, Lao Qi, how much did you drink last night!, I couldn't even hold the pig down." "Three Brother" said to Lao Qi who was pressing the pig's head. "Hahaha." Lao Qi didn't say drink last night, "I drank too much."

, sister-in-law wants to hit him!" "Hahaha." Several people next to him laughed at Lao Qi. "Go, go, which one are you from?" Lao Qi was anxious and kept raising his hand to show that he wanted to hit someone, but the few people next to him didn't take it seriously. At this time, Lao Qi turned around and saw Jin Minghao. Lao Qi could see at a glance that Jin Minghao was not from here, because Jin Minghao's clothes were not as fashionable as TV series in the nearby towns and villages, and even more fashionable than TV series. "Hey, where is such a handsome young man?" Lao Qi shouted, and everyone else noticed Jin Minghao. "This is my grandfather's house." Jin Minghao looked at

These Northeastern men said, "Oh, it turns out that Mr. Jin said that today's pig-killing banquet was for you. The child is waiting, let you taste our skills." The third brother looked at Jin Minghao and understood. "Hey, wait a minute, isn't this the boy who is so obsessed with my girl!" Someone recognized Jin Minghao. "What's the thing, what are you talking about?" Lao Qi looked at Lao Liu and said. "That's right, a few girls didn't watch Korean dramas. I've been fascinated by a young man. Isn't this him?" Lao Liu pointed at Jin Minghao and said. "Hey, it's really, foreign stars have come to our village? Hahaha." Lao Qi also recognized it.

"Child, you are a star in Korea." The third brother looked at Kim Myung-ho and said. "I am an artist, not a star." Kim Myung-ho shook his head and said. "What's the matter? Aren't the artist a star?" Lao Qi looked at Kim Myung-ho and said. "Yeah, no, it's good that an artist is a star, but it's not a star, because there are too many artists. You can't call each star! So the famous ones are called stars, and the unfamous ones are called artists. I can't call a star." Kim Myung-ho shook his head and explained. "But I heard my child say you are very popular in Korea, right? That's a star!" Lao Qi looked at Kim Myung-ho and said. "It's a star in Korea, but in China, I'm just a foreign artist.

.Jin Minghao said. "Hey, you don't have to be so clear about it!" Lao Liu looked at Jin Minghao and said. "Oh, I don't understand. Why is this emotional scene so much that the little girl and aunt liked it?" Lao Qi shook his head and said. "Okay, I want to know about this matter and ask your own wife to go home and hold it down." The third brother sharpened the knife, walked to the pig's mouth, then put the knife on his mouth, bit it with his teeth, and placed his hands on the pig's neck. A pair of big hands began to touch and touch the pig's blood vessels. A young man took a bucket and placed it under the pig's neck. "Okay, catch it! The third brother found the right place, took the knife, and stabbed it. With a muffled sound, the pig began to scream."
Chapter completed!