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The small courtyard where the old man of the Yang family lives in the West Second Ring Road of Beijing
Yang Xueguang was confused and didn't know how much he drank. He only knew how to follow the old man and toast to the elderly one by one. But these elderly people wanted to drag him to drink. As a younger generation, Yang Xueguang naturally couldn't ask the elderly to drink as soon as they touched the cup like him.
But of course he would do it to show his respect.
His performance naturally made Yang Kun's old subordinates very happy. They all pulled Yang Xueguang to drink and drank. Yang Xueguang knew in his heart that the future of the family would depend on these old subordinates of the old man. Naturally, the first time they met
It leaves a good impression and everyone is welcome. People who come and go don’t know how much they drank.
Especially the middle-aged general Ge Lin who made a scene at the airport to welcome back to Beijing. He was the last one to arrive. He took Yang Xueguang and drank a few drinks before letting him go.
The dinner party was finally over. Yang Xueguang was also drunk and was in a daze. Minjia, who was already five full-term pregnant and had a big belly, took care of Yang Xueguang and served him carefully. Xu Yanrou asked her to rest several times, but she didn't feel confident and insisted.
Personally serve Yang Xueguang
Yang Tianhong and Xu Yanrou were very satisfied. After some discussion, the couple decided to invite Xiang Zhonghua and his wife to come to the capital to celebrate the Spring Festival. Forget it, they only have one daughter. It would be too busy for two of them to celebrate the New Year in Chongqing, so they mentioned this idea to Xiang Minjia.
Minjia was naturally happy and immediately called Xiang Zhonghua.
Naturally, Xiang Zhonghua would not refuse him. He is currently living in Chongqing City and is unfamiliar with the place. He has no backing, let alone the municipal committee or the district committee. Some departments will not give him face as the deputy district chief. This time the Yang family returned to Beijing, he knew it from his daughter.
You'll know there
If Xiang Zhonghua goes to Beijing once and meets Yang Tianhong's in-laws, he believes that he will have a big improvement in his work. He will naturally agree to his daughter's invitation.
There aren't many rooms in the old man's courtyard, so there aren't enough rooms for all the family members. It's not a good idea to keep this one here or not that one, so we might as well just rush home.
Of course, he looked at Yang Xueguang in a different light and asked him to stay here tomorrow when he sobered up before leaving. Yang Xueguang waved his hands drowsily and lay there for a while. He had already sobered up a lot. He knew that he could indeed rest at the old man's place tonight. I'm afraid.
Tomorrow I will become the envy and jealousy of all the brothers and sisters in the family. Today's welcoming ceremony is enough to make the brothers envious.
Yang Xueguang thanked the old man for his kindness and went out with the support of his younger sisters Yang Mengyao and Xiang Minjia. As soon as the cold wind blew, Yang Xueguang woke up a lot. After recovering from the injury, he realized that his kung fu had declined. Yang Xueguang practiced hard every day. Now the heat in the Dantian of his lower abdomen is getting better and better.
Yue Qiang wondered if he could use his true energy to force the wine out of his blood vessels.
As soon as the thought moved, a stream of heat slowly flowed from the Dantian to the meridians of the whole body.
Afterwards, Yang Xueguang's forehead, neck, face, chest, arms, etc. were sweating, and the air was filled with a strong aroma of wine.
Xiang Minjia followed behind and sniffed: Mom, why is there such a strong smell of wine?
Xu Yanrou was stunned and paused. Yang Mengyao also sniffed and nodded: Mom, sister-in-law is right. There is a real smell of wine. It seems to be coming from her brother.
After her voice paused, her little head reached to Yang Xueguang's side, and the aroma of wine became stronger: Mom, it really came from my brother.
Your brother drank too much tonight. I'm afraid he drank several kilograms and spilled it on his body. These people really wanted to drag my son to drink. But Xu Yanrou, who got off the plane in the evening, frowned and raised his eyebrows with difficulty.
Yang Xueguang’s arm was chattering.
I felt my palms were a little wet, and I was slightly startled. I raised Yang Xueguang's arm and took a look. I was shocked. Yang Xueguang's arm seemed to have been taken out of a wine vat...
When I looked up, I saw Yang Xueguang’s shining eyes. He looked drunk.
Mom, I'm okay
Yang Xueguang smiled and felt a warm feeling in his chest. Xu Yanrou could not possibly not know the importance of these guests tonight to the Yang family. The old man must also hope that he can make good use of the opportunity tonight to gain the appreciation of these big guys.
But only Xu Yanrou, a mother, cares about his body
Brother, you are not pretending to be drunk. My sister-in-law and I, but Yang Mengyao was surprised when she saw you fell drunk. She raised her head and looked at Yang Xueguan's face. It was shining brightly under the light. Where did you get so much sweat on such a cold day? She stood on tiptoes and came closer.
Yang Xueguang's cheeks and nose smelled a strong aroma of wine, yes, it was the aroma of wine.
This sweat also has a strange smell of wine.
I just woke up too. I woke up as soon as the wind blew. Mom, I went to take my dad out. Yang Xueguang turned around and walked into the yard. He saw his second grandfather, Yang Bing, looking at him in astonishment.
Yang Bing knew that Yang Xueguang was learning Taoist Kung Fu from the great master Chisongzi, and was the youngest disciple of Chisongzi. He also knew that Yang Xueguang was very drunk today, and he was definitely not fake. It was impossible for Yang Xueguang not to understand the importance of these guests.
How could he be fake drunk?
Moreover, Yang Xueguang drank at least four to five kilograms of Moutai. No matter how much alcohol he drank, he would fall down.
Kung Fu is done
Yang Bing had a solemn look on his face. He had seen Chi Songzi's internal martial arts. Using internal martial arts to force the alcohol out of his veins was not easy, but it was not impossible. He would never have thought that his little guy would actually learn Chi Songzi at such a young age.
Good kung fu
Second Grandpa, I just tried it. Unexpectedly, I smelled of alcohol all over my body. Yang Xueguang chuckled and stretched out his hand to scratch his head.
good good good
Yang Bing said hello three times in a row and reached out to pat Yang Xueguang on the shoulder: My son, my Yang family finally has a man with both civil and military skills like you. The sky has eyes.
Okay, go back. The guards have sent your father out.
Yang Bing waved his hand and turned around to walk to the backyard. He also lives in this other courtyard.
Two guards supported Yang Tianhong and walked over. Yang Xueguang stepped aside and looked at Yang Bing's figure. He suddenly called out: "Second Grandpa"
Yang Bing paused and slowly turned around: Xiaoguang, what's going on?
How could grandpa agree to meet me? Yang Xueguang turned around and looked at the backyard of the other courtyard, where the two old men lived.
His voice was not loud and Yang Bing could just hear him. He thought for a moment and slowly raised his head: Brother said, it's time for you to come back after wandering outside for so many years. This is your stage, and it's time for you to make your official debut.
By the way, the old Taoist priest came to talk to my elder brother on New Year's Day.
Yang Bing slowly turned around: Okay, you go back and have a rest. From now on, the family will depend on you. By the way, brother said, you don’t want to come here anymore.
Second Grandpa Why was Yang Xueguang's heart shocked? It was like a bucket of cold water being poured over his head. He had thought that he would be able to formally integrate into the Yang family when he returned to the capital. The old man personally led a large team to pick up the plane, which gave his grandson a little face.
Anyone with some sense will understand that Yang Xueguang, the third generation of the Yang family, has officially appeared on the playing field of the red children of the Republic.
But what's going on, old man?
The words that Grandpa Er just said suddenly sounded in his mind, and his heart was shocked. The old Taoist priest is here again. What does it mean? A flash of inspiration flashed in Yang Xueguang's mind. He thought of the old man's actions today. He almost needed help when he walked.
Yang Xueguang slowly raised his head and looked at his second grandfather Yang Bing. He suddenly understood. Is there God's will in this? Is it really true that dragons never meet?
Although he didn't speak, Yang Bing nodded solemnly and turned around.
Yang Xueguang's cold sweat burst out.
When he came out of the other courtyard, Xu Yanrou and others were still standing outside the car waiting for him. Yang Xueguang walked over and greeted Xiang Minjia with a big belly: Brother, should we go to mom's house tonight or go back to our own home...
Xu Yanrou bought another house in the same community as a new house for Yang Xueguang and his wife. They don't live there much on weekdays. Xiang Zhonghua and his wife are coming here to celebrate the Spring Festival tomorrow. Xiang Minjia naturally wants to go back and tidy up the house.
Isn't the house big enough to live in? Yang Xueguang was stunned. A house with three bedrooms and two living rooms is enough to live in even if his sister comes back.
Brother, my mother-in-law asked me to call my dad at night to invite them to come to Beijing to celebrate the Spring Festival. So, the room at my mother-in-law’s place is not enough, and Aunt Zhong at home has to stay.
Xiaoguang, just go back and check out the house first, and then come up and have breakfast tomorrow morning.
Xu Yanrou smiled and reached out to open the car door: By the way, son, follow my car and don’t get lost.
Yang Xueguang drove the BMW and slowly followed Xu Yanrou's car.
Brother, are you angry? You don’t want my mother and the others to come to Beijing to celebrate the New Year.
Xiang Minjia bit her lips tightly, her beautiful big eyes sparkling with crystal tears. She knew that when you marry a chicken, you marry a dog, but her parents only have one daughter. Every New Year, the family of three spends the New Year lively.
The two old people will definitely be very lonely in Chongqing City.
Silly girl, that's not what I meant. I've wanted to tell you for a long time to invite them over to celebrate the New Year. And my mother told me that she bought a villa in the southern suburbs. It's a big place. I think our family will live together in the future. My father
Mom, take it too so you won't be alone.
Yang Xueguang held the steering wheel with his left hand and gently stroked Xiang Minjia's head with his right hand: I am thinking about other things. I am leaving western Sichuan.
Xiang Minjia felt Yang Xueguang's love and tilted her head. She sandwiched Yang Xueguang's palm between her cheek and shoulder, enjoying the warmth of his palm: Brother, where are you going?
Jiangnan Lower Jiangnan
Yang Xueguang held the steering wheel with his left hand and slid his right hand to Xiang Minjia's lower abdomen and stroked it gently. Xiang Minjia reached out and held his hand and placed it on his lower abdomen: Brother, the child kicked me again.
A face of happiness (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation)