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"Stay off..." Old Master Yang snorted, then smiled, pointed at Xiaoqing, and said to his master, "Look at my daughter, I can't support the mud. Even if I haven't gotten married, Xiao Leng probably won't..."

"Dad, how are you talking?"

"Okay, okay, just sit there, Xiao Leng, you two come here to sit..."

The master smiled and was about to speak. At this time, a waiter walked in and shouted outside, "Come in, you two, here..."

I thought to myself, it was finally here... With the sound of footsteps, the two appeared at the door, Yang Deqiang carried the pocket and followed the big stone. Seeing me, the two were stunned at the same time, and then looked at the master and the others trembled.

"You are..." Old Master Yang stood up and stood up.

"They said they were relatives and came to celebrate your birthday," said the waiter.

"Relative?" Old Master Yang frowned slightly.

Except for Yuxin and I, no one knows these two people. Yuxin and I were the only ones who went to that village.

"Can you come from Taihang Mountain?" Uncle Yang looked them up and down.

"Yes..." I said.

At this time, Da Shitou spoke, looking around everyone, his voice was very nervous, "Who is Uncle Ming? Yang Shuming."

"I am, are you?" Old Master Yang replied.

"Uncle Ming, I am Shi Tou, Yang Deshi, Yang Shuguangli's son!"

"Yang Shuguang?" The old man was stunned at first, then his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Oh my God, you are Shuguang's son?!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"Why are you here?"

"We're here to see you, and when we heard that you're on your birthday, we'll take a taxi..." Yang Deqiang pointed to the bag, "This is the local specialty we brought..."

"Who are you?" asked the old man.

"I'm Yang Shuhuali's son..."

The old man burst into tears, "How are your dad and the others?"

Both of them lowered their heads.

"Everything is old... (dead)" said Da Shitou.

"well…"

The old man sighed and wiped his tears, "Sit, sit, sit, sit, Xiaoqing, pour water for your two cousins."

"Oh." Xiaoqing nodded.

"I'll do it." said the waiter.

"No daughter, go and do it. We have something to say," said Mr. Yang.

Yang Deqiang stood there with his waist bowed, staring at Chenxing, his eyes straightened. Chenxing was a little angry, frowned slightly, and stood behind me.

The big stone poked Yang Deqiang and whispered, "Let's sit, go, sit..."

The two walked forward and sat on the chair tremblingly. Chenxing and I also walked over and sat with Yu Xin.

“Eat, eat…”

Uncle Yang pushed peanuts, fruits, and snacks in front of the two of them and said with a smile.

Da Shitou and Yang Deqiang both swallowed and glanced at us like thieves.

"Eat, don't be polite to me," said Mr. Yang.

Yang Deqiang wiped his hand on his chest, grabbed an apple and nibbled it, like a hungry tiger, and the big stone next to him was almost the same. I asked them about the situation of the unknown mountain village after parting. The two of them vaguely said "yes, um" a few times, only knowing how to eat. Old Master Yang talked to them, and the two seemed to have never heard of it. Compared with them, Uncle Yang's eating style was much more elegant.

Finally, it was time for dinner. The waiter came up to remove the snacks and tea sets, and then served the dishes with a lot of dishes. The dishes were very rich, including shrimps, crabs, sea cucumbers, etc., and there was a big birthday peach in the middle. Big stones, Yang Deqiang and the other two were not only "evil" in eating, but also had a very loud voice, "gurgling," the shrimps didn't even take off their heads and shells, and grabbed them with their hands and threw them into their mouths. The chewed teeth were covered with shells, and they spitted a bunch of chewed and rotten things under the table. The scene was very awkward, and even Uncle Yang seemed to have lost his appetite.

Since seeing Yang Defu forcibly fucking the dummy at that time, Yu Xin has hated him quite a bit. She is sitting quietly and staring at him coldly.

After eating and drinking, the two of them didn't look as nervous as before. Yang Deqiang patted his stomach and burped.

"Are you full?" asked Da Shitou.

"No..." Yang Deqiang said.

Dashitou smiled, "Then let's continue eating. Uncle Ming said, come here and don't have that. You're welcome, right Uncle Ming?"

"Not bad." Old Master Yang smiled.

"hey-hey…"

Da Shitou wiped his mouth with his sleeve, then rubbed his hands on his clothes, stood up, opened his black big hand, grabbed the longevity peach, broke it in half, and handed half to Yang Deqiang.

"Brother, eat..."

Yu Xin couldn't help it, slapped the table, stood up, and said coldly, "Are you here to celebrate your birthday or make trouble?"

"You are a birthday celebration, what's going on?" Da Shitou rolled his strange eyes.

"Are you guys like you guys?"

"Hey..." Dashitou spread his hands, "What are we doing? We brought something, what are we eating some food? Are we brothers?"

"Hehe..." Yang Deqiang smiled foolishly, stared at Yu Xin, and wiped his saliva.

"Uncle Ming, are we guests?" Da Shitou asked.

"Yes." Old Master Yang smiled.

"You are the Lord, we are guests. You asked your daughter to pour water for us just now, but there is still a shortage of wine..." Da Shitou pointed at Yu Xin, "Let her pour us a bar."

Mr. Yang frowned.

Yu Xin's fist sounded like a 'kick'.

"Why do you want to hit someone?" Da Shitou stretched out his neck, "You hit me, since we came here, you will see that we can't afford it. Don't think we don't know, you hit me now!"

I smiled slightly, "What can I do to look up to you? Come here, these people should greet you, and then bow to welcome you, so that I can see you, right? Who stipulates? When you eat, others should serve you and pour you wine to see you, right? Who stipulates?"

"Xiao Leng, forget it." Old Master Yang said lightly, "Yu Xin, sit down, Xiao Qing, pour wine for your two cousins."

"I'll just fight for it today..." Da Shitou pointed at Yu Xin, "Just let her fall!"

Yang Deqiang sat aside and giggled 'hehe'.

At this time, Chenxing stood up, held Fu Yuxin's shoulder, and smiled, "Xin, sit down, I'll pour wine for these two elder brothers..."

As he said that, Chenxing gently pulled my sleeve with his hand.

"Hey, okay! OK!" Yang Deqiang clapped his hands.

"Who will come first?" Chenxing asked.

"I!" Yang Deqiang patted his chest and handed the wine glass to the middle of the table.

Chenxing smiled, picked up a bottle of red wine, lifted his hair, leaned over and poured the wine glass. Yang Deqiang reached out to grab the wine glass.

"Slow." Chenxing said, "I'll hand it to you."

"well!…"

Yang Deqiang's words stopped and Chenxing picked up the wine glass and slapped the full glass of wine on his face.

"My mother..."

"What are you doing?!" Da Shitou stood up and stood up.

Xiang Feng sat closer to him and then stood up.

"What are you not doing..."

After Xiang Feng finished speaking, he stepped in front of him, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up with one hand.

"Kill someone, my mother, kill someone!"

"Afeng, let go." The master said in a deep voice.

Xiang Feng put the big stone heavily into the chair and let go of his hand. The big stone rubbed his neck and gasped.

"Tell me..." the master said slowly, "Who assigned you to disturb the situation? What is the other party's purpose?"
Chapter completed!