Bodyguard of the Goddess

Xiao Zheng was like a thorn in the back, fidgeting, twitching and licking a cigarette, taking a deep breath. But it is a word that can't be said.

"I said this, do you think that there is not a good thing at home?" asked the old man with a smile.

Xiao Zheng is full of sweat and says: "I don't know."

"So I hope that you can give them a good example. Be a good granddaughter." Father laughed. "can you do it?"

"I try to be" Xiao Zheng is guilty.

"If you promise, you can't go back." Father said with a smile. "Although I am older, my eyes are very poisonous."

"Well," Xiao Zheng nodded.

Father is satisfied: "Open the meal."

As soon as his voice fell, Tang Yue and Ye Zanghua came out from the kitchen. Lin Huayin also brought a large fruit plate from the living room. Obviously, I have already finished it, but I dare not come over.

Look at it this way, let alone the Ye Zanghua, even if it is Lin Yinyin, it seems that he does not dare to bother when the old man speaks. The status of the head of the family is even more stable.

It is natural to drink when eating, especially the old man is still an old drunkard. The dish didn't eat a few mouthfuls, but the wine drank a lot. Xiao Zheng and Ye Zanghua did not dare to fall behind, for fear of being laughed at by the old man. On the contrary, Tang Yue and Lin Huayin are sitting on the sidelines. Occasionally, I will chat a few words, and it seems that the relationship is not bad.

After three rounds of drinking, the old man was born to rise, and the voice of the forest said: "Prostitute. Go to the grandfather for a while."

Come for a while?

What happened?

Xiao Zheng is stunned. Looking back at Lin Linyin, I saw that the forestry sounds that had always been frosty were red, and Liu Mei stood upside down: "Master, are you drinking high?"

The words are full of blame, very unnatural.

Ye Gong pleaded with sorrow: "This is not a grandfather's birthday. Besides, there are no outsiders. Can you still bear the refusal of your grandfather?"

Lin Huayin also wants to argue, but listens to Xiao Zheng suddenly slamming the table and saying: "The grandfather wants to listen to you and sing! Where is so much nonsense?"

As soon as this statement came out, a table was sluggish. Ye Zanghua was too busy to move his seat, for fear of squatting and pond fish. Tang Yue also had a slight expression, and he couldn’t understand which Xiao Zheng played. Only the old man looked at Xiao Zheng with a smile and a smile. His eyes were full of gratification.

On the other hand, Lin Linyin, after a fierce struggle, stalked the leaves and said: "Get the guy."

"Well." Ye Zanghua seems to have no family status. He is busy going upstairs to smash his erhu that he hasn't touched for many years. He first sat in a chair and adjusted the string for half a day. When he was ready, he played the sound of Lin. An ok gesture, laughed. "Yes."

Looking at the posture, the two seem to be not the first time to cooperate. Although they were somewhat unfamiliar, they quickly recovered their understanding. The match is very harmonious.

Lin Linyin came to the table, lifted his breath, breathed, brewed a small half a squat, and then made a gesture of rushing the leaves, and then opened his mouth: "I am watching the mountain view in the city tower, and I heard the chaos outside the city. However, it turned out to be the soldier sent by Sima. I also sent people to inquire, and inquired about Sima, you led the troops to the west. One is that Ma Rong has no moral talent, and the other is the handsome and the lost pavilion.

You have won more than three cities, and you are greedy and insatiable and take my West City. Zhuge Liang is driving in the tower,

Waiting for you Sima to talk, talk, talk about the heart.

There is no other respect for this. I have prepared the lambs and wines to reward your army. You should go to the city here, why are you hesitant, dilemma, and what is it? There are two left and right piano children, and I have no ambush and no soldiers. You don't want to think about it, you come here, please go to the city to listen to me."

Lin Jingyin’s Beijing opera “Empty City” was heard by the old man’s eyebrows. He also gave Xiao Zheng a new understanding of Lin’s paintings, and he was screaming and cheering during Lin’s singing.

Peking Opera.

The new Olympics CEO, Yanjing’s first thousand gold will actually come to this stage, and listening to its tone, it is not a newcomer, but an old artist who has been immersed for many years.

Xiao Zheng is excited. Especially when I sang along with Lin Linyin, I also gestured, even if she arched on stage to perform, she was not afraid of falling off the chain.

"Good!"

Maybe it’s been a long time since I didn’t listen to my granddaughter singing. After the Lin Huayin sang, the old man was excited and applauded: “Prostitute, you are really a knife.”

Xiao Zheng was slightly embarrassed and said: "The sound is only twenty-seven years old, at most it is skillful, how can it be considered that the sword is not old?"

"Haha." The old man laughed and said. “I have been studying Peking Opera since I was four years old. It’s been twenty-three years now. Are you an old artist?”

Xiao Zheng smiled and said: "So it is true."

"You have finished?" Lin painted the cold face and sat back in the chair. "Don't drink two cups of horse urine and don't know who you are."

The old man laughed and Xiao Zheng did not dare to meet. Just touched a cup with the old man. Drink it all.

"What are you talking about?"

Suddenly.

There was a voice outside the door that was not familiar to Xiao Zheng, but was impressive. Looking up slightly, isn't Ye Yuhua who is it?

As soon as she came, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly changed. Even the old man who had just been teased by Lin Yinyin’s face was cold, Shen Sheng said: “I’m not talking about this year!”

"It's a pity, you are still here!" The old man had a thick red neck. Said with a look of innocence.

Xiao Zheng can see that the old man is very angry. In the moment when Ye Yuhua appeared, his temper suddenly came out. What makes Xiao Zheng feel the most is that with the cultivation and strength of the old man, even if it is regenerating gas, and then burning in anger, he may not let himself be so crazy and noisy. Because in Xiao Zheng's opinion, no matter who angered the father, or who made the father unhappy. He has a hundred and a thousand ways to eliminate these troubles and unhappiness. The only one who offended him was his relatives.

Every family has a difficult experience. Even if the family is out, the father is the business hegemon of the people who admire. At home, he is still the father of this woman. She did something that made him unhappy. The only thing the father can do is to endure, groan, and let the outsiders see his anger. Others can't do anything about it.

Ye Yuhua also knows very well why every time the old man sees himself, he is furious and angry. Simply do not explain, just euphemistically persuaded: "You have high blood pressure. Do not anger your body."

"I will have a son to die if I die!" The old man was mad. "You don't need to worry about it!"

Ye Yuhua’s heart was as calm as ever, even if her biological father had a skunk on her face, she did not mess with her heart. Wen Weidao: "Happy birthday to you."

The old man was so angry that he couldn’t really take Ye Yuhua. Going to the spot and going straight back to the room. I don’t even eat rice.

"Old man"

Tang Yue chased up and waited for the father to go. Ye Zanghua personally greeted him and invited Ye Yuhua to take a seat. Xiao Zheng also got up and said hello to Ye Yuhua: "Auntie is good."

"Ok."

After Ye Yuhua sat down, he first glanced at Lin’s painting and then rushed Xiaozheng’s Tibetan flower and said, “I’m disturbing your Yaxing.”

"Nothing is ok." Ye Zanghua laughed. "Sister, you also know the temper of the old man. You don't want to be vulgar one day, he won't give you a good look in one day."

"If you are an empty door, how can you jump out at random?" Ye Yuhua looked at Ye Zanghua and said. "It’s not a family."

"That's twenty years."

Just like every time the old man sees Ye Yuhua, the thunder is furious, and Ye Zanghua will persuade her sister to be vulgar every time she sees Ye Yuhua.

"Is it difficult for you to be a nun in your life? Let the father die without peace of mind?" asked Ye Zanghua.

"I can't see him." Ye Yuhua Wen Weidao. "For him, where are I, what are you doing, not all of her daughters? For you, what do I eat, what I see, not all of your sister. Why bother?"

Ye Zanghua said this wisdom-sister sister twenty years ago. Twenty years later, he is even more of Ye Yuhua’s opponent. I shook my head and sighed: "It seems that our family has no way to sit down and eat for dinner in this life."

"You ask others not to cling, then why are you clinging?" Lin Zhuyin coldly swept Ye Yuhua. "Grandpa’s birthday every year, are you coming back, are you not letting go?"

Ye Yuhua shook his head gently: "Because I put it down, I come every year. If I can't let it go, I won't come."

Lin’s face was so heavy that he was speechless.

Xiao Zheng is busy with the round field: "Auntie, you haven't eaten yet? Eat it first."

Ye Yuhua nodded with a smile and picked up the chopsticks and ate it. It seems that everything can't disturb her heart, even if she is reprimanded here, it will not make her uneasy. Just this strength, let Xiao Zheng envy.

Really practical.

Ye Yuhua didn't eat fast, but he didn't eat much. Five minutes later, she finished eating half a bowl of rice that Xiao Zheng had for her. The dish that was served was a plate of plain oil that Tang Yue specially prepared for her. And a pot of tofu soup. Light and refreshing, Ye Yuhua, who did not eat for a day, was warm.

After dinner, Ye Yuhua Wen Xiao smiled and said: "I am leaving."

"Go?" Xiao Zheng was busy and did not stand up and advised. "Do you dare to come?"

"The people met, the food was eaten, it should be gone." Ye Yuhua Wen Weidao.

Xiao Zheng said helplessly: "How come sit down for a cup of tea?"

"Good." Ye Yuhua nodded.

"Draw the sound, go to the pot of tea." Xiao Zheng directed Lin Linyin, and he accompanied Ye Yuhua to the living room.

Ye Zanghua saw all the arrangements of Xiao Zheng, with a faint smile on his face, and secretly said: Good boy, actually has a sense of existence than me. No wonder the father likes him so much. Also said that Lin Chaotian did not have him. It seems that there are some means.

When I came to the living room, Ye Yuhua was sitting on the sofa in a bleak manner, as if she was calm and calm, and looked calm. Xiao Zheng glanced at the wife's mother's eyes, and pondered for a long time and smiled: "Auntie, you seem to be getting younger than the last time."

Ye Yuhua smiled slightly and looked at Xiao Zhengdao: "You are also handsome."

"The monks can not speak slang." Xiao Zheng said with pleasure.

"The monks can't do slang." Ye Yuhua laughed.

"How have you been in this period of time? Is there anything unhappy?" Xiao Zheng asked with concern. Compared with Lin Chaotian, he must stand firm and stand on the side of the mother-in-law. He is more open to the public, and he is more pro-Ye Yuhua. Not the day-to-night majestic and cold Lin Chaotian.

"Very good." Ye Yuhua smiled slightly and asked. "What about you?"

"I am not bad." Xiao Zheng grinned. "I still earned money."

"Yeah." Ye Yuhua warmly said. "Don't be tired, money is a foreign body, and Ye Family is not short of money."

"That's not the same." Xiao Zheng was proud. "If I want to send something to my aunt in the future, I can't always find a picture to borrow money?"

Ye Yuhua nodded with a smile and said: "Stupid child."

Xiao Zheng smiled even more happily.

He felt that chatting with Ye Yuhua was particularly comfortable and especially unprepared. He believes that Ye Yuhua knows what he has done recently. Whether it is the initiative to know, or someone told her. He is willing to share this with Ye Yuhua. As if Ye Yuhua is his best way to the world, he is the only way to find a sense of belonging.

"Auntie. We will return to Pearl tomorrow. If you are ok, can you go back with us?" Xiao Zheng invited. "I just heard you say that you dared to come because you let go. Then you should dare to go to us?"

Ye Yuhua didn't expect Xiao Zheng to wait here for himself. He couldn't help but smile: "Stupid children, Auntie is old and has a different life from you. Going will only bother you."

"I can go to bed early and get up early like aunt," Xiao Zheng said.

Ye Yuhua’s kindness looks to Xiao Zheng and smiles: “It’s better to wait for you to be free, come to the mountain to visit Auntie?”

Xiao Zheng sees that Ye Yuhua does not want to go. It is not reluctant at the moment. I regret: "Well, let's go. After the Spring Festival, I will accompany you to New Year's Eve."

“Really?” Ye Yuhua’s expression changed slightly. Clearly, it is a big mess.

"Really!" Xiao Zhengzhong focused on the head. I have vowed.

"The aunt will give you more food to eat at the time." Ye Yuhua gradually recovered the chaotic mood.

"I still have to go to the kitchen to cook." Xiao Zheng grinned.

Ye Yuhua's loving touch of Xiao Zheng's hair, said: "Good. Auntie personally cooks."

"Yeah." Xiao Zheng smiled and nodded. Purely like a child.

"I should be going."

After all, Ye Yuhua did not wait for Lin's cup of tea. When Ye Yuhua was sent, Lin Zhuyin did not even come out of the kitchen. But in this regard, Ye Yuhua is as warm and faint as ever.

Ye Yuhua left Ye Family, and Ye Zanghua, standing on the side, said with emotion: "The kid, my sister looked down on the world before she got out of the house. Only after my father was born, my father could let her go down. You are the second one."

Xiao Zheng ordered a cigarette and plausibly said: "I also think that I have a special relationship with the aunt."

"Lessly nonsense." Ye Zanghua took a look at Xiao Zheng.

"You envy me?" Xiao Zheng retorted his lips.

"Envy?" Ye Zanghua laughed. "When I was a child, I slept with my sister every day. Do you dare?"

""

Xiao Zheng’s heart twitched violently, and I really wanted to kill this old metamorphosis.

"Why, want to hit me?" Ye Zanghua hippie smiled. "You are not afraid of my forest paintings?"

"Don't give me face. Just keep your breath." Lin, who stood at the door and stood back, looked back and said cold.

boom!

The voice was degraded, and Xiao Zhengyi was on the belly of Ye Zanghua. A plop fell and a dog ate.