After Yang Hua finished speaking, she looked at Yang Buwei, and the loving expression on her face was clearly visible.
He also asked Wang Gensheng to hurry up and taste it: "Gensheng, please try Sister Hua's cooking. I guarantee it will still taste familiar to you."
So the two of them sat down helplessly. Wang Gensheng was okay, he could enjoy any dish.
Yang Buwei felt a little embarrassed. He had always been polite, but he also had a headache when he saw a table full of meat.
Wang Gensheng said while eating: "Huizi, Brother Yang and I have agreed to go to Kunlun Mountain to visit Master Murphy. We plan to leave tomorrow."
When Yang Hua heard that her brother had just come back and was leaving, she said with some distress: "Gensheng, why are you leaving just after you come back? Can't you stay a few more days and then leave?"
"Sister Hua, Brother Yang and I have some business to do. There will be no danger this time. We are just going there to meet someone. I want to see if I can introduce him to your brother. Isn't that okay?"
When Yang Buwei heard this, he almost spit out his mouthful of rice: "Brother Wang, why don't you mention this matter if you don't tell me?"
When Yang Hua heard this, she immediately changed her expression and raised Yang Buwei's ear: "Er baby, what are you talking about? I'm kind enough to introduce you to my partner, why are you glaring at me?"
Suppressed by his sister's bloodline, Yang Buwei had no choice but to shut up and eat.
After eating, they each returned to their rooms.
As soon as Wang Gensheng entered the room, Huizi said sternly: "Tell me, what did you brothers Yang talk about, and you still want to hide it from me? Do you think I didn't see your little thoughts? You even winked, pretending I can't see it!"
Wang Gensheng was immediately frightened when she said this: "Hey, Huizi, there are still some secrets between men. You can't even be curious about this."
Keiko was sitting on the bed wearing a slightly transparent white pajamas, and Wang Gensheng could see her perfect figure at a glance.
Keiko pretended to be angry and curled her lips and said: "You don't say it, right? If you don't say it, you will sleep on the floor tonight. Don't touch me."
Facing such a charming little goblin, Wang Gensheng had no resistance at all, and immediately asked Huizi to talk to Yang Buwei honestly.
After hearing this, Keiko made a disdainful expression and said, "Tsk, I don't even want to touch you. It's you, an old pervert, who insists on it."
Wang Gensheng said quickly: "Yes, yes, I want it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to get into bed, and soon the room was filled with the sound of "squeaking" from the bed board.
The next morning, Wang Gensheng received a sweet kiss as soon as he opened his eyes.
"Good morning, old pervert."
After saying that, Keiko got up, got dressed and went out.
Wang Gensheng was left lying in bed still unfinished.
After a while, Wang Gensheng also got dressed and walked out of the room. Because he was leaving for Kunlun Mountain today, he did not sleep in.
When we walked into the yard, the sunshine was just right and the breeze was not dry, which made us feel happy.
"Good morning, Brother Wang."
Yang Buwei saw him standing in the yard, so he also walked over.
Wang Gensheng turned around to see him and responded with a smile: "The weather is nice, suitable for a long trip."
Yang Buwei smiled and replied: "I hope we will gain something from our trip this time."
"Don't worry, Brother Yang, I can guarantee that Murphy will definitely agree to see us."
After saying this, Wang Gensheng cheered up and said, "Wait for me at home while I go out to buy some wine."
Since the last jeep was blown up by Zhu Feng's men, now we can only drive Keiko's grocery cart, Chery QQ.
After getting the key from Xiang Huizi, Wang Gensheng came to the Chery car and immediately hesitated in his heart: Can this car be driven? It has been a car for more than ten years, so it won't leave him in the middle of the road, right?
Huizi saw Wang Gensheng's disgusted look at the door: "Why do you dislike it? If you dislike it, just walk out. I won't stop you."
Smiling awkwardly, Wang Gensheng got into the car and looked helplessly at the retro interior and thought: When he comes back from practicing this time, he will have to change Keiko to a car no matter what. It will be too frustrating.
There were no surprises along the way, because I'm used to driving automatic transmissions, and I haven't used manual transmissions since I left driving school.
At a traffic light, the engine stalled as expected, and the car behind me honked frantically.
When I turned around, I saw that it was a broken Toyota. The driver's mouth seemed to be saying: "If you don't know how to drive, you won't be able to get up when you wait for the traffic light. If you don't know how to drive, just walk."
After many starts, Wang Gensheng finally got off to a successful start.
However, he did not move forward immediately. He waited until the green light had three seconds left before starting to accelerator.
Wang Gensheng looked disdainful: Why bother? I'll let you wait for a while.
Because the Chery driven by Wang Gensheng is very old and has a displacement of only 0.8. In the eyes of those owners of large-displacement cars, it is simply driving at a slow speed.
No matter which road you go to, there will always be a traffic jam at the back. Countless drivers are honking their horns frantically, but Wang Gensheng ignores them and drives his car leisurely.
Suddenly I heard the roar of an engine, and a car instantly overtook Wang Gensheng's car and stopped in front, blocking his way.
Wang Gensheng quickly stepped on the brakes. Because the vehicle's braking performance was not very good, it hit the vehicle with a "bang".
I saw that the person who stopped Wang Gensheng was none other than the owner of the Toyota car that he had just deliberately forced to stop at the traffic light intersection.
As soon as the owner of the Toyota got out of the car, he walked up to Wang Gensheng with a menacing look and opened the Chery door.
He murmured greetings to people: "You are blind, can't you see the car? Can you drive? How dare you drive a crappy car like yours?"
The series of questions made Wang Gensheng feel a little interesting: If I don’t clean up you today, I will feel sorry for the Chery I drove.
Wang Gensheng was sitting in the cab, looking at the Toyota owner who was still cursing: "You are so old, and you still drive a shabby car like this. Do you have the face? Didn't you see that you were blocking the back?"
Are you living in a car? Are you stupid?"
Seeing Wang Gensheng looking at him all the time, after a while, he felt that the person in front of him might really have a mental problem, so he wanted to make him pay some money to get rid of the problem.
The owner of the Toyota car made a fierce look and said: "Looking at you, I know it must be Shabi. If you hit my car, you can do it yourself. If you don't have 5,000 yuan, it won't be over."
Seeing that the other party had finally finished speaking, Wang Gensheng slowly got out of the car, took a look at the hit area, wiped some paint, smiled and said to the Toyota owner: "Okay, I agree that you will compensate me five thousand yuan, give me the money
Well, there are a lot of cars behind you."
When the Toyota owner heard this, he was dumbfounded and yelled: "Is there something wrong with your brain? I asked you to pay me five thousand yuan. Do you understand?"
When he said the last sentence, he raised his voice a few more times, and his saliva almost sprayed onto Wang Gensheng's face.