"Your uncle told me about the matter." Ye Wenzhong said slowly while smoking a cigarette.
"Ah!...You already know it." Ye Yangjian was stunned. It was no small matter that he was forced to retire from the army because of cannibalism. Is this what his uncle told his father? Isn't that just dropping a bomb in his own home? Isn't that what he said to his uncle?
Are you crazy? Ye Yangjian now feels a little grudge against his uncle Ye Wentian.
"It's okay. This kind of thing may be difficult for ordinary people to accept, but it doesn't mean that I can't accept it. During the natural disasters in 1960, your dad often saw such things. Besides, the situation was urgent at the time, and I think you handled it very well.
After all, you survived, which is more important to me than anything else..." Ye Wentian said while smoking a cigarette, as if this matter was really normal to him.
"...So...you...you've also eaten it?..." Ye Yangjian asked tentatively. His own father had always given him the impression that he was always talkative and never stop talking...
"Fuck you, you think your handsome dad is as greedy as you? Remember when your uncle and I stole chickens, dogs, and teeth, ordinary people can't learn it, so we won't get to that point like you. Wow haha~ Sample..."
Ye Wenzhong smiled and put most of the remaining box of special supplies on the table into his pocket.
Ye Yangjian was stunned on the spot... Damn it! Why is this action so familiar?!
dinner……
Dressed in home clothes, Yang Ping, the night mother, wore a cute Winnie the Pooh apron and sat beside Ye Yang’s gym. Although she was over forty, she still looked very beautiful. At this time, she was busy giving her son Ye Yang’s gym
Pick up vegetables…
"Is it delicious? Is it delicious? Eat more, mom is very good at cooking..." Yang Ping had a smile on her face, and she was naturally very happy to see her precious son come home.
"Uh... what, son, your mother is very good at your craftsmanship now. You can even cook roast duck..." Yewen Zhongmi joked with a smile as he took a sip of wine.
"Screw you, isn't this the cooked food I bought~" Yang Ping rolled her eyes at Ye Wenzhong and said angrily.
"Well, I can see it. Mom's sauce beef is getting better and better. Hey~ why does the plastic bag have the words 'grandma next door' written on it?..." Ye Yangjian praised seriously...
"Son! How can you be like your dad if you are a bad person? You speak with sarcasm...Okay, okay. I bought these dishes..." Yang Ping put down her chopsticks in frustration and took a sip of her drink.
I have been busy for most of the day, and these two men don't appreciate it at all. It's so shocking.
"Well, these green vegetables are good. But the leaves are a bit yellow. Hey~ this tomato scrambled egg is also good! Although it is a bit like tomato and egg soup, the rice is still very fragrant! Hey~ this red barbecue fish is the best, old
Mom, your cooking skills are getting better and better. You can cook a fish in two ways and they complement each other..." Ye Yangjian commented casually while eating the sea stuffing. Although his words were not very pleasant, his enthusiasm for eating still made him
Yang Ping was very comforted...
"Look! Look! After all, it was my son who gave me face, knew the goods and supported me, and he ate all the food I cooked..." Yang Ping said happily as she watched Ye Yangjian clean the battlefield with a whirlwind of wind.
"Believe it or not, wife, your son can eat even pig food now. Haha~" Ye Wenzhong said happily as he took a sip of his wine.
After the meal, Yang Ping made two cups of tea, put them on the table, and let the two of them talk while she went back to the kitchen to clean up the dishes. Although the quality of the food she cooked was really unsatisfactory, as a person who works in a confidential unit
Professional woman Yang Ping is actually very virtuous...
Ye Wenzhong raised his chin at Ye Yangjian, and Ye Yangjian turned his head away, pretending not to see. Ye Wenzhong snapped his fingers again, but Ye Yangjian still ignored him, still immersed in blowing tea leaves and pretending to be deaf...
"Ahem!...Son, a cigarette after a meal makes you feel as happy as a god. What? Don't you have anything to say to your handsome dad?..." Ye Wenzhong was very depressed at Ye Yangjian's ignorance and rolled his eyes. He pretended to cough and finally
Made a sound.
"You don't have a cigarette?" Ye Yangjian curled his lips and said... His relationship with Ye Wenzhong is more like friends than father and son. First, because he grew up with his grandparents and didn't have much fear of Ye Wenzhong. Second, he didn't have much fear of Ye Wenzhong when he grew up with his grandparents.
Ye Wenzhong has always been very European and American in his education methods, with a high degree of freedom and openness...
"That's not it, that's not it, this thing is not easy to get! Come on, give Handsome Dad another one, and Dad will exchange it for something!" Ye Wenzhong laughed and wrote a bad check.
"What do you want to exchange for? You know the nature of this thing. I have worked very hard for several years, and all I have saved is three boxes. I am not like my uncle, who has so many quotas every year..." Ye Yangjian stared at
Wen Zhong said at night.
"It depends on what you said! Am I the kind of person your handsome dad is? Here's this for you, use it for fun!" Ye Wenzhong was unambiguous, and took out two strips of Chinese from the bookcase drawer in the living room, "Pop!"
He slapped the table and looked at Ye Yangjian provocatively.
He knew Ye Wenzhong's character, and Ye Yangjian couldn't say anything else. There was no point in bargaining with his father. He could only pitifully open his backpack again, take out a special box, take out a cigarette and hand it over
Ye Wenzhong immediately closed the cigarette case quickly and wanted to stuff it into his bag and put it away. But he didn't expect Ye Wenzhong to make a move faster. He grabbed Ye Yangjian's wrist holding the cigarette case and pulled the strap.
Pulling Ye Yangjian's wrist down on the table.
"Holy shit, you want to rob!" Of course Ye Yangjian didn't want to be captured just like that, so he immediately used the muscles of his strong arms to try again, and the two of them immediately started to fight on the table in the living room...
"Give up! You brat, you're still young in front of your handsome father!..." Ye Wenzhong said with a wicked smile, showing his ruthless appearance, and he looked like a university professor.
"Old man! I am no longer the same Amen of Wu Xia in the past!" Ye Yangjian grinned and said to Ye Wentian, and then he took a breath and started to fight against Ye Wenzhong.
"Look, your face is red. If you can't do it, just give up. It's not embarrassing to lose to your handsome dad. How many of you and your little brothers can beat me? Hum hum..." Ye Wenzhong shouted arrogantly,
He put more strength into his hands. What he said was indeed true. When Ye Wenzhong was young in the army, he was nicknamed "Brother Big Arm" because of his thick arms and strong hands. When it comes to wrists, let alone Ye Yangjian and his
As a boy who grew up, he had never had an opponent even when he was in the army! Before Ye Yangjian joined the army, Ye Wenzhong bullied his group of boys and used only two fingers to fight...
…
"I x! I don't believe it yet..." Ye Yangjian took a deep breath and increased the strength of his hands. The veins in his forearms suddenly popped out.
"Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf! If you say you can't do it, you can't do it! Don't be so blind in front of your handsome father..." The veins on Ye Wenzhong's forehead also twitched with the added force.
"I won't let you be arrogant again today even if I risk my life..." Ye Yangjian gritted his teeth and said fiercely. Anyone who has ever fought with his wrist knows that this thing can only be resisted with one breath when the opponent is evenly matched.
Whoever releases the energy in his Dantian first will not be able to turn defeat into victory even if he is the King of Heaven.
"Come on! Your eyes are about to bulge out..." Ye Wenzhong glared at Ye Yangjian with a pair of tiger eyes and tilted his neck. He secretly sighed in his heart that his son's strength was really different from the past. It seems that these days
I really worked hard in the army during those years.
"Aren't you the same..." Ye Yangjian also said with great disdain. At the same time, he was also surprised by his father's powerful explosive power and endurance. How can a 50-year-old man be so awesome? The two are evenly matched, constantly
To lure the other party into talking and force the other party to be discouraged first.
"I have big eyes, otherwise why do you think your eyes are so beautiful? Why don't you just follow me..." Ye Wenzhong narrowed his eyes instantly and stared at Ye Yangjian's eyes with very contempt. He said with a steady wrist.