In the bathhouse diagonally opposite the Du Mansion Restaurant, when Yang Junhao and Song Mei entered the door, Old Man Yang was closing his eyes to rest.

This old guy is very idle every day, and he will take a short snatching a while when he is sleepy and be happy and at ease.

Yang Ziru's mother just asked about the matter in the bathtub and seemed to be unable to meet him every day.

Before entering the door, Yang Junhao bought some things in a nearby supermarket. Visiting the elderly is essential, and it is a matter of some things.

"Uncle!" Yang Junhao walked closer and shouted softly.

The uncle and nephew were very unfamiliar with each other. Even Yang Junhao didn't know that he had an uncle who was a cousin of his father Yang Fu family.

Old man Yang narrowed his eyes. He was not sleeping very hard. When someone shouted, he immediately sat up.

I thought someone came to take a bath, but when I looked closely, I recognized it.

"Junhao!" Old Man Yang was a little stunned and waved his hand quickly: "Sit down!"

After meeting the polite words of elders, Yang Junhao was familiar with the way. He has been practicing how many times he met his father Yang Fu's family's friend, how many times he met his old age friend, how he should speak?

After the greetings, Yang Junhao smiled: "Uncle! My two sisters are already shop owners. Why do you still have such hard work? Just throw the bath and go around the country with my aunt. Wouldn't you be comfortable!"

"Shop owner? Haha!" Old Man Yang smiled and said, "Yes! But this doesn't seem to have much to do with me. My two daughters will marry you in the future! If they get married, we will stop the bathing pool. Your aunt and I will drink the northwest wind!"

"Don't you have pension insurance? The money of two people can't be spent in a month!" Yang Junhao couldn't agree with their ideas. When people reach this age, they should have been able to walk around while they can still move around, otherwise they would be powerless wherever they want to go in the future.

"After all, it's me, the old man, who can't stay idle!" Old man Yang seemed to think of something, and waved his hand while getting up: ": Wait a moment!"

I turned around and returned to the inner room, and soon I got a few boxes of cigarettes.

Putting the cigarette on the table, Old Man Yang carefully opened a box and pushed it in front of Yang Junhao: "Big nephew, smoke!"

Yang Junhao looked at the cigarette carefully and couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Out-of-print Yellow Crane Tower, the market price is 9,999 yuan per piece, and one box of it is also close to 1,000 yuan! Absolutely good cigarettes.

"Uncle! Very comfortable!" Yang Junhao exclaimed repeatedly.

"Haha! This cigarette! I am reluctant to smoke it normally. I have to have important guests come to my house, otherwise I wouldn't take it out." Old Man Yang waved: "What are you doing when you stand there? One!"

Yang Junhao grabbed the cigarette box and first handed one to Old Man Yang. After lighting it for him, he also lit it.

This kind of cigarette is not unfamiliar to him. His father Yang Fujia loves this cigarette and is indispensable wherever he goes.

"Junhao, do you know the origin of this smoke?" Old man Yang was breathing in fog, feeling comfortable and leisurely.

"I don't know!" Yang Junhao shook his head. He heard what Old Man Yang said, it seemed that he had a lot of origin.

"Half a year ago, a poor boy in rags came to my bathhouse and wanted to take a shower and get a haircut, but he couldn't afford it! So he discussed with me and he said he would use these boxes of cigarettes to deal with me, he took a shower and got a haircut from me, and the cigarettes belonged to me, so! I agreed!" Thinking of the past, Old Man Yang felt that it seemed as if it had just happened, and he was very interested in speaking.

"Uncle, it's twenty yuan to take a bath and get a haircut here? I guess I can't even use twenty yuan, right? Since that guy can afford such high-end cigarettes, why can't he get dozens of dollars?" Yang Junhao was puzzled and shook his head.

"That man said it well! The wallet was stolen and he was penniless. I was very suspicious of the authenticity of the cigarette at that time, but after thinking about it, I finally agreed. Even if he didn't give me the cigarette, I would definitely do what he wanted. The child looked pitiful. I, an old man, was a soft-hearted person." Old man Yang sucked the cigarette and laughed.

"Did that person appear again later?" Yang Junhao suddenly became interested and thought to himself that the guy might be a tourist from a foreign land, so pitiful that it was really a tragedy.

Old Man Yang narrowed his eyes, but his mouth couldn't close his smile: "You are very familiar with that person, Du Feng!"

"Du Feng? My Uncle Feng?" Yang Junhao was surprised and his mouth became an O-shaped one.

"Yes! Du Feng didn't know how to do it at that time. He was unshaven and was wearing an old lady's flowery shorts. It was so funny to think about it." Old Man Yang took a sip of cigarettes and said slowly.

Song Mei only heard this and smiled. A big man was wearing an old lady's flowery shorts, which was really funny!

"I, Uncle Feng, still have such embarrassing times?" Yang Junhao pretended to wipe his sweat.

Yang Junhao's smart mind was very good. After he took the matter into consideration, he immediately understood what was going on.

Du Feng saved Yang Fu's family, who became sworn brothers with him and sent him a few boxes of good cigarettes. It is normal and logical.

"Du Feng is very motivated. After packing up, he went to the barbecue stall diagonally opposite and started working as a waiter. The boss's surname is Li. Soon after, Du Feng took over the store and changed his name to Du Mansion Restaurant. It is the restaurant you see now." Old man Yang seemed to be telling a story. Whether Yang Junhao knew or not, he said it all.

Yang Junhao nodded repeatedly: "Uncle Feng is definitely a surprising guy. He can always be reborn. Of course, we can't even think about the hardships he endured."

Yang Junhao is the eldest son of the Yang family and has never suffered a lot since childhood. He is deeply impressed by Du Feng's experience.

He has long been familiar with Du Feng, and Yang Junhao knows all the good and bad qualities of Du Feng.

Apart from Du Feng, he does not think there will be a second person who can let go of everything in adversity and be willing to start with a small role and grow into a powerful person in a short period of time.

"To be honest, I miss him quite a bit, Junhao! Do you have any contact with him?" Old Man Yang revealed his heart. He saw everything about Du Feng and liked him from the bottom of his heart. In Old Man Yang's eyes, Du Feng was definitely the best son-in-law candidate.

Besides, her eldest daughter Yang Ziru has not known how many blind dates she has rejected so far. Old Man Yang and his wife are very clear in their hearts that Du Feng is the one who loves her.

"Uncle Feng! Yes! I'm with me! But this time I didn't come back with me due to some sudden situation. Next time I have the chance, I will come with him to visit you." Yang Junhao smiled slightly, with a hint of bitterness in his smile.

Du Feng was stabbed seven times but did not die. His life and luck were one aspect, but the pain he was suffering now was simply unimaginable.

"Are you really with you?" Old Man Yang was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"Yes!" Yang Junhao nodded, but he finally held back and didn't say Du Feng's current situation.

"I want to talk to him on the phone, tell me his number! This kid has changed his number too frequently, and even I don't know which number he uses now!" Old man Yang pulled the landline behind him and said slowly.

Yang Junhao hesitated a little. This was something he had never thought of, but now that things have come to this, he cannot lie and deceive people.

When he said Du Feng's phone number, Old Man Yang dialed on the keys one by one according to the numbers.

The phone rang and it rang twice, but Old Man Yang unexpectedly hung up the phone, found a pen, and wrote down the phone numbers on a piece of paper.

Yang Junhao was even more confused: "Uncle, aren't you going to talk to him?"

Old Man Yang smiled and said, "What should I say to him? The one who should call him is your sister Ziru. I'll ask for a number for her. If she wants to contact her, it will be more convenient, right?"

Yang Junhao was very embarrassed and thought that Du Feng might not be willing to contact Yang Ziru, but his determination was surprisingly strong today and he didn't say it.

Song Mei has been listening to the conversation between the two, and at the end, she gently pushed Yang Junhao away: "Young Master Yang, who is that Du Feng? Why do you start from the restaurant? Are you still talking about it now?"

"Du Feng is my Uncle Feng. I can introduce you to you if you have the chance, but I'm afraid that you will fall in love with him in less than three words!" Yang Junhao laughed.

Song Mei cut: "Is it so exaggerated? Besides, how could I like the old man?"

In her opinion, the person Yang Junhao called his uncle must be the same age as Yang Daxiong, over fifty years old, or nearly fifty years old!

"Are you thinking wrong? I said I fell in love with you, but I didn't say I fell in love with you! It's just a different matter!" Yang Junhao quipped, taking the opportunity to make a few jokes with Song Mei, feeling very comfortable.

The three of them were talking, and slowly walked in from outside the door, a woman.

Song Mei exclaimed softly, and a small cherry mouth gradually turned into an O-shaped shape.

"Beauty!" she exclaimed in a low voice. She has been working with men all year round and rarely sees women at work, and she is such a beautiful woman!

The beauty in the cosmetics store was amazed by the memorial hall before, and the one in front of her was even more dazzling than the one.

Perhaps the two have completely different temperaments. The beauty is subtle and a little introverted, but she can't show that feeling. She seems to be the style of a working woman, with a strong temperament, and her smile is like the standard of a flight attendant. Her thin lips are three-digit neat and white teeth, as white as jade.

"Sister Ziru!" Yang Junhao stood up in a hurry. Most of the women he came into contact with were little girls. Even though he was quite old, they were all the temperaments of little girls. Whether it was pretending to be artificial or nature, Yang Junhao liked that.

But the charm of a workplace woman is more eye-catching than that of a little woman. Yang Junhao is used to seeing her younger sister Yang Qian. She is a representative figure of a workplace woman. She is a hint of coldness in her beauty. Men look timid and are a beauty who can be seen from afar but not played with.

Compared to Yang Qian, Yang Ziru is a few years younger. With the same gorgeous appearance, the young Yang Ziru seems to be better.

"Junhao!" Yang Ziru said in surprise with a slight brow bent and trembling. She immediately looked around, as if she was looking for someone.

At this time, the distinguished guest Yang Junhao was really left aside, an absolute supporting role!
Chapter completed!