hot king

Chapter 771: Grandpa!

Under the enthusiastic guidance of the children, Tang Zhong met the old alcoholic who did not have the slightest respect in their mouths.

The old drunkard was not at his own home, but at Widow Lee's.

He didn't come to seduce the widow, but to ask Widow Li for a drink.Widow Li mastered a unique skill and could make sour plum wine.This made her a well-known wealthy household in the village, and her personal assets almost reached ----- thousands of dollars?

Of course, for the villagers in this place, money can't buy things, and the only meaning of money to them is to move out.Move to the city.

Of course, there is something special about the way he drinks.

"Sister-in-law Li, I'll give you another two taels on credit. Just two taels." The old man's face was full of pleading, and he looked at Widow Li who was not at all pretty without blinking his cloudy eyes.

"Old drunkard, it's not that I'm stingy, it's that you are too shameful. Think about it, how many years have you said this sentence? How many times do you have to say it every year? Every time you say this ----- "Widow Li's tall body blocked the gate of the yard to prevent the old drunkard from entering.

Tang Zhong looked at Su Shan in embarrassment, and said in defense: "Listen, the men in our Tang family are all real people, and they have been shouting slogans for many years without knowing how to adapt them."

"Aren't you a man from the Tang family?" Su Shan asked back.

"Of course I am."

"In that case, that sentence is completely unconvincing."

"------"

The old man's expression remained unchanged when he was ridiculed, and he was unwilling to give up. He continued to grind with a bitter face: "It's not that I don't want to change my words, but I can't think of other words--credit is credit, and nothing can change what I owe. The fact of your money."

Widow Li is a masculine woman, and she is quite thick in size.Standing in front of the old man, he was a head taller than the old man.

With an impatient expression on her face, she waved her hand and said, "No credit, no credit, do you know how much you owe me? Since you brought it up today, let's open the account and do a good calculation----- Anyway, you have to be idle.”

"Oh. Settle the bill?" The old man patted his head, as if suddenly remembering something, and said in a hurry: "Look at my memory, the sweet potato rice is still burning in the pot, I have to go back and see. Otherwise, rice soup It's going to splash a pot."

After speaking, the old man turned and left.

His right leg seemed to be injured, and he walked with a limp.Seeing Tang Zhong and Su Shan standing behind him, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly: "Sister-in-law Li, here is a guest. Your honored guest."

When he saw Tang Zhong and Su Shan standing at Widow Li's door, he thought they were looking for Widow Li.

"Old drunkard, they are looking for you." A little girl called out.

The old drunkard paused and turned to look at Tang Zhong and Su Shan with a look of surprise.

When he paid close attention to Tang Zhong's face shape, he pointed a finger at Tang Zhong, his lips were trembling, but he couldn't speak.

Tang Zhong's eyes turned red, he walked over quickly, and said emotionally: "Grandpa, it's me."

"Have you brought any wine?"

"-------"

There are 1000 million grass mud horses running wildly in Tang Zhong's heart.He stands in the breeze and trembles in the scorching sun.

His eyes were red and red, a teardrop slid down his cheek, he stretched out his hand to hold the old man's thin yellow hand, nodded and said, "I have."

"Good grandson." The old man held Tang Zhong's hand tightly.

"Hello grandpa."

As a result, Su Shan also felt that his whole body was not good.

Along the way, Tang Zhong imagined countless scenarios when meeting his grandfather.Even, as an actor, he specially fabricated and designed several very distinctive and creative scenes.

Romantic and aesthetic.

As the sun sets, a faint red light shines on the whole land, and a strong old man is herding sheep on the hillside.

Tang Zhong came from a distance, he saw the old man, and the old man also saw him.

The first time he saw the old man, he recognized him as his grandfather, and the first time the old man saw him, he knew that he was his grandson.

"Grandpa, let's go home." He said proactively.

"Go home, grandson," said the old man.

So, two figures, one old and one young, turned their backs to the setting sun and walked towards the village where the cooking smoke was indistinct.Of course, they did not forget to drive away the endless flock of sheep.

brutal violence.

"You old man, don't toast or eat fine wine. Hand over your granddaughter to me." The rogue bully in the village said.

"I don't have a granddaughter." The old man said proudly.

"Oh, forget it. Give me that pear chair you have at home - don't say you don't have one. It's sitting under your ass, I've seen it." The bully is very smart and has very good eyes good.Not myopic.

"This is the ancestral chair of our old Tang family (why is the ancestral thing of the old Tang family a chair? If you ask me, I will ask who). I am there when the chair is there, and I am not there when the chair is not. If you want to take the chair away, then Just move my body away first--"

"You old bastard, you think I dare not fix you." The bully waved his hand and shouted, "Brothers, do it."

So, a group of hooligans yelled and rushed towards the old man.

"Stop." A man shouted violently.

Of course, this is the appearance of our hero Tang Zhong.

The bully saw someone disturbing the scene, and cursed: "Which grandson are you? How dare you spoil the good thing of the uncle."

"I am his grandson." Tang Zhong pointed to the old man sitting on the chair and said.

"I don't care whose grandson you are, I beat you first to become a grandson." The bully shouted arrogantly.

Thunderbolt-----

After some fighting, the bullies knelt on the ground and howled.

"Grandpa, grandpa, you just spare my useless grandson. I was wrong. I don't dare to do it again. I don't want this rosewood chair anymore--"

"Get lost." Tang Zhong scolded.

So, those bullies and hooligans fled in panic.

Tang Zhong fell to his knees in front of the old man with a 'plop', knocked his head three times, then raised his neck at 45 degrees, and shouted with tears streaming down his face: "Grandpa, your unfilial grandson has come to visit you."

Of course, there are absurd comedy types, vendetta types, and ethical impermanence types -----

However, there is absolutely no such "alcoholism as life type".

Holding two bottles of Moutai old wine, the old man led the way, while Tang Zhong and Su Shan followed behind numbly.

"There must be something wrong." Tang Zhong said.

"Be sure again." Su Shan nodded.

So, Tang Zhong took a few steps to catch up, and said with a smile: "Old man -----"

"Didn't you just call me Grandpa?"

"Yes, that--I have to make sure again. If I admit it wrong, won't it make your old man angry? Old man, what's your surname?"

"My surname is Lao---no, my surname is Tang."

"Then you old Guigeng?"

"Did Gui Geng just ask me how old I am?"

"That's right. You're really cultured."

"65."

Tang Zhong counted twice with his fingers, and then asked: "Do you have a son?"

"Son?" The old man was taken aback. "Bullshit. I don't have a son, how can I have a grandson?"

"No, what I mean is——is your son's name Tang Lie?"

"Yes. I married him with such a name. He also has a nickname called Gouwazi. A humble name is easy to support."

"-------"

Tang Zhong's face twitched and twitched.

Looking back at Su Shan quietly, Su Shan's face was also twitching.

As a result, Tang Zhong's face twitched even more.

"Where is your son now?" Tang Zhong asked again worriedly.

"I don't know." The old man thought for a while and said. "Maybe alive, maybe dead. Who knows?"

"Then where did he go?"

"Where did he go? He's your father. You don't know, but you still come to ask me?"

"I------"

The old man glanced back at Tang Zhong unhappily, and said, "Are you my grandson?"

"It should be." Tang Zhong was about to cry.

The old man smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

"Tang Zhong."

"Goofy took it?"

"Yes."

"What's your cheap name?"

"Bad name?" Tang Zhong's legs also twitched, and his whole body twitched. "I don't have a bad name."

The old man glared and said angrily: "How did Gou Wazi become a father? What if a child has such an important name, what if there is something wrong? Fortunately, you are fine. If something happens, our old Tang family After he dies, I will break his dog's legs—"

"Yes yes yes." Tang Zhong nodded repeatedly. "You should break his dog's leg."

But in my heart I am thankful.Fortunately, the bearded man left the mountain village and abandoned this bad custom. If he also bears a cheap name like 'Goofy Boy, Dog Leftover', how can he have the face to go out to meet people.

"You still have to have a cheap name." The old man tilted his neck thinking, thinking about marrying Tang Zhong with a name that would make him a living.

"Donkey egg." Su Shan reminded in a low voice.

"That's right." The old man slapped the Maotai wine box he was holding.Worried about spoiling the wine, he held it in his arms more carefully, and said happily, "Yes, it's called Donkey's Egg. It's a nice name and easy to remember. That---what did you say your name was?"

"Tang Zhong." The way Tang Zhong looked at Su Shan could not be called kind and kind.He thought of strangling her to death.

Everyone is floating in the rivers and lakes, why bother stabbing in the back?

"Tang Zhong, from now on you will be called Goudan." The old man grinned and laughed. "This is the name grandpa gave you, you can't dislike it."

"I don't dislike it." Tang Zhong was so wronged that he was about to cry.

"Go, donkey, let's go home," said the old man. "Sweet potato rice is cooked at home. We, grandpa and grandson, have a good drink."

"Yes." Tang Zhong agreed. "Grandpa, do you really have a son named Tang Lie? Tang Seng's Tang, the hunting Lie? He is 41 years old, has double eyelids, is tall, and has a scar on his head. It is said that he was injured by a slingshot when he was a child-" ----You think about it again? You think about it carefully?"

(ps: Thank you Yiyi Yiren brothers for your rewards. The deceased rest in peace, I hope everything is well. Congratulations to Xiaobing Yige and Fengchake, two local tyrants who love flowers and see them blooming, for becoming the new cute masters of the Guards. The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the number of rewards has suddenly increased. Are you sending mooncakes to Lao Liu?)