"Oh, isn't this dad? What kind of wind has brought you here? Waiter, hurry up and add a pair of chopsticks, oh, it's a third pair!" Yang Yanrong turned his eyes and saw his dad and Uncle Chen.
He also came over and greeted with a smile on his face: "Uncle Chen, Nan Nan, come and sit down."
When the seven wolves of the Yang family saw the appearance of little girl Nan Nan, their eyes were straightened, and none of them could turn around.
"What are you looking at? What's there to see? It's so embarrassing to see a beautiful girl like this!" Yang Yanrong coughed slightly, which made the seven wolves of the Yang family blush and quickly looked away. Dad is still here.
If you want to see beautiful women, you have to wait until dad is gone before you can see them!
"Brother Yang!" Little girl Nan Nan said with a red face and a shy tone: "I came with my father!"
"I know! Come, sit next to me, Nannan, let me introduce you. This is my eldest wife, Sang Yuchu, and this is my youngest wife, Zhang Keer. You two can get close to each other!" Yang Yanrong pressed the button with a smile.
Chen Nan's shoulders asked her to sit next to him.
Seeing the fire-breathing eyes of the seven wolves of the Yang family, Yang Yanrong ignored them.
"Hello, Sister Sang, hello, Sister Zhang! My name is Chen Nan, you can just call me Nan Nan!" When Chen Nan saw the beautiful Sang Yuchu and the pure and lovely Zhang Ke'er, she couldn't help but secretly feel inferior.
Brother Yang's women are all too beautiful, and he must be disdainful of an ugly girl like me.
Sang Yuchu glanced at Yang Yanrong, then smiled and took Chen Nan's hand, saying: "Good sister, I have heard Yang Lang tell you everything about you. Don't worry, no one will dare to bully you again!"
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"Nan Nan, you are so beautiful!" Ke'er smiled and poured a cup of tea for Chen Nan and said, "You are thirsty, drink some water first."
"Thank you Sister Sang, Sister Zhang, you are so kind!" This little girl Chen Nan has been following Chen Chong around for these years. She rarely talks to women of her own age. When she saw Sang Yuchu and Zhang Keer, she
Two beautiful women treated me so well, and I was deeply touched.
Yang Yanrong naturally didn't pay attention to the whispers of the three women. Dad was already here, so he naturally had to pay attention to the impact.
Of course, he couldn't talk nonsense anymore. Yang Yanrong brought up the wine jar, gave one to his father and Chen Chong, and said with a smile: "Dad, Uncle Chen, I'm treating you today, you can order whatever you want."
How could Yang Ye be polite to him? He knew that this kid was rich. However, looking at the various dishes that were served like running water, he swallowed the idea of ordering more dishes. Old Linggong looked at it
There are only about ten of these people no matter how you count them. Everyone in the dozen or so has booked a place for this great foodie, how much does it cost? This prodigal son.
"Brothers, this is Mr. Chen who saved my life back then. He was a soldier beside my father back then. As my father charged into battle, he was unstoppable. Come on, brothers, come on.
A toast to Uncle Chen!" Yang Yanrong greeted, as if he was the leader of the brothers.
Even Yang Ye was surprised. Seeing that his sons and sons were all very obedient, filing up and toasting one after another, Chen Chong was greatly comforted.
These nephews and nephews are the backbone of the Yang family in the future. As long as these people remain bloody, the Yang family's prestige will not weaken.
"Uncle Chen, my nephew gives you a toast!"
"Uncle Chen, do you still remember me? I am Yanping!"
"I remember, you wiped my face with your beard back then!"
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Seeing the Yang family members who came up to say hello one after another, Chen Chong's face was filled with smiles. He looked at these grown-up children lovingly and couldn't help but say: "Everyone is fine, everything is fine! Children, uncle
I am getting old, and I will have to rely on you from now on."
"As the saying goes, 'The old man is aspiring to a thousand miles; the martyr is still ambitious in his old age'! Uncle Chen, you have always made great contributions to our Yang family and the Great Song Dynasty. My nephew gives you a drink! No, I give you a toast!" Yang Yanrong
Hehehe was so happy that he picked up the wine jar and became thirsty.
What he said made Chen Chong burst into tears. No matter who he is or what he does, when he knows that his efforts have not been in vain, his blood and sweat have not been in vain, and he can get a sincere praise from others, what can be more satisfying than this?
What? Chen Chong has been living in the world and working hard all these years. How has he ever been respected by others? Who respects him? Some people are smiling on their faces but crying in their hearts. Some people are crying on their faces but in their hearts.
But he was smiling.
"Old brother, don't say anything!" Yang Ye was also very emotional. He patted the old brother's shoulder, secretly wiped his tears, looked at Yang Yanrong with a smile, and felt very satisfied with his son, and said: "Eight Lang
, I was originally very happy today, but you see, I made your Uncle Chen shed tears. You, Uncle Chen, are a tough guy, so there is no need to say that. I know you can drink, so I will punish you with two jars of wine."
"Two jars of wine, haha, as long as Uncle Chen is happy, let alone two jars of wine, you can just drink me down!" Of course Yang Yanrong knew that his father was joking with him, but in his heart, he truly admired him.
What he said to Uncle Chen made everyone laugh.
"Okay, let's drink!" Chen Chong laughed and opened the mud seal, as if the heroic spirit of the bloody battlefield had returned: "General, come on, let's have a drink together! I haven't had a drink with you, General, in how many years, but I haven't.
I think that I, Chen Chong, can come back and see the general again in my lifetime!"
"Well, Chen Chong, you know that I can't drink!" Yang Ye grimaced, licked his lips, and looked at the wine jar on the table with bright eyes.
"General, you are not being kind! Who in the world doesn't know that the Yang family's invincible golden sword has two unique skills? The first is, of course, the unparalleled sword skills of the Tianjue golden sword. The second, of course, is
This is a huge amount. Back then, none of our eighteen soldiers could drink as much as you, General." Chen Chong let go of the mental illness that had troubled him for nearly twenty years, and his mood seemed to be back to the Trumpet Company Camp, fighting on the battlefield.
Years, even though I am older now, I can't help but want to expose the shortcomings of my favorite general: "Let me tell you, your father back then was not drunk with a thousand cups of wine. Tens of thousands of brothers in the army were not drunk.
No one can drink better than him."
Damn it, isn't it? Yang Yanrong glanced at his father in surprise, could he still compete with me? He asked with a smile: "Old man Chen, then why didn't my father drink much anymore? I heard that the brothers
He said, Dad never drinks at home."
"This..." Chen Chong was shocked, glanced at General Yang who was looking at him fiercely, and said to himself: Oops, no, the general is so angry that he will suffer again after a while.