Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　But anyone with a discerning eye knows that it's bullshit.

　　Wu Shaobai made more than [-] million in all seven specials, and Deyun Club held [-] to [-] specials last year, plus the ticket revenue of the small theater, the gross profit has already exceeded [-] million.

　　In any case, Guo Degang's income has to double or triple.

　　Therefore, a garden of more than [-] yuan is really nothing to him.If it weren't for the fact that Sanqing Garden is a historical building, he couldn't buy it.

　　He had already sold these courtyards, including Guangde Building.

　　……

　　Anyway, when the performance of "A Hundred Years of Crosstalk History" is over, Sanqing Garden will be renovated and put into use.

　　Today, including Hou Zhen, who just returned from Inner Mongolia, who vomited mutton, the horns of the early stage of "A Hundred Years of Crosstalk History" will all start rehearsing here.

　　And Wu Shaobai didn't have a role today. Today, he mainly talks about what happened in Deyun Teahouse.

　　But that didn't stop him from taking a look.

　　He hadn't seen the play, but he was curious.

　　What's more, my daughter is also very interested.

　　Heaven and earth are big, not as big as their own baby girl.

　　Daughter wants to see.

　　As a father, you have to be satisfied with whatever you say!.

Chapter 951

　　Walking into Sanqing Garden and walking through a long corridor, just after entering the yard, Wu Mingyue, who was in Wu Shaobai's arms, shouted affectionately:

　　"Grandpa Hou~"

　　"Ai~"

　　Hou Zhen, who was sitting in the yard smoking, dropped the cigarette butt with a smile and opened his arms.

　　Wu Mingyue rushed directly into Hou Zhen's arms.

　　Holding the little princess in his arms, he touched it from his pocket and found a small packet of milk beans:

　　"Try it, if you like it or not, grandpa bought you many kinds and brought it to you specially."

　　"Thank you, Grandpa Hou~"

　　After grabbing the milk bean, she turned her head to say hello to a few people beside her:

　　"Grandpa Guo~Fat Grandpa~"

　　"Mmm~Come on, grandpa hug~"

　　Guo Degang smiled and opened his hands, while Sun Yue, who was fanning himself with a literati fan, looked helpless:

　　"Mingyue~ I've said it many times, I want to call Grandpa Sun~ How can you call Grandpa Fatty at Six Sixty?"

　　"But Uncle Yue said you like this title~"

　　"Hey, this grandson~"

　　Sun Yue was helpless.

　　And Wu Shaobai spoke at this time:

　　"Mr. Hou, is Inner Mongolia's sheep delicious?"

　　Hou Zhen nodded:

　　"Delicious is delicious...I can't stand it even if I eat too much. Oh, by the way, did Tongrentang make sour plum soup today?"

　　"Boiled, Mingyue just finished drinking."

　　"Okay... Fatty, second brother, do you two drink?"

　　"I don't drink anymore."

　　Guo Degang waved his hand and hugged Wu Mingyue with a smile.

　　Sun Yue nodded:

　　"I'll have a drink, remember to get some ice."

　　"Okay, then I'll go. I feel like I'm tired of living in the past few days...I only remembered when I saw Shaobai. After a bowl of sour plum soup, everything will be fine."

　　Saying that, he patted Wu Shaobai on the shoulder and trotted all the way out.

　　Wu Shaobai sat on the stone pier where Hou Zhen was sitting before and asked:

　　"Master, haven't everyone arrived yet?"

　　"No, your master is on the way... How about going home with grandpa at night? Let grandma make fish for you."

　　Wu Mingyue seems to have inherited Wu Shaobai's genes.

　　I like to eat fish.

　　I especially like to eat fish made in Tianjin.

　　For fans of Wang Hui's cooking skills, who make fish with one hand, don't want it.

　　He was only 2 years old, and he was already proficient at picking with his mouth.Once Wu Shaobai took his daughter to the Rose Garden for dinner. After the child ate a meal of Tianjin boiled fish, Wang Hui kept saying:

　　"The girl should really live in Tianjin. It's really talented to be able to eat the fish so cleanly."

　　Wu Mingyue did not agree, but just looked at her father eagerly.

　　Wu Shaobai said with a smile:

　　"If you want to eat, Dad will take you to rub it. The purpose of this evening is to clean up all the stock that Grandpa's house brought from Tianjin, okay?"

　　"Dad is the best!!!!"

　　"Then grandpa is not good?"

　　"Grandpa is okay~ it's the best~~~"

　　"Hahaha~"

　　Guo Degang is very patient with children and loves them very much.

　　Any child would be happy to find him.

　　People are very good.

　　At this moment, the door curtain of the promenade was lifted again, and they noticed the change of light. When a few people looked at the door, they saw that they were wearing a linen shirt, blue cotton and linen trousers, and a pair of cyan thousand underfoot. Gao Yuanyuan with layered cloth shoes walked in just like a female Taoist priest who does not eat human fireworks.

　　One step is a green lotus.

　　go prime.

　　go ya.

　　Not enchanting or kitsch.

　　Along with the march of the pace, a fresh meaning was passed from the bones to everyone.

　　"sister."

　　Wu Shaobai smiled and said hello.

　　"Little Gao is here."

　　Guo Degang said.

　　"Godmother~~~"

　　As soon as the godmother appeared, Guo Degang fell out of favor instantly, and the girl jumped towards Sister Yu.

　　Gao Yuanyuan smiled and took off his mask, revealing a bright smile.

　　After picking her up, he nodded:

　　"Am I not late?"

　　"No, it hasn't started yet."

　　Wu Shaobai said with a smile.

　　She is here today as an "art consultant".

　　Here, she is the queen of the Hundred Flowers Award. Although she has been sealed off, her sister is not in the arena, but there is a legend of her sister in the rivers and lakes.

　　It is more than enough to guide a group of cross talk talkers.

　　"Brother Xun will also come in a while."

　　"what?"

　　Wu Shaobai was taken aback.

　　"She? She's back?"

　　"Yeah, didn't you read WeChat? She said she sent you WeChat and you didn't reply."

　　"No~ Mingyue took her mobile phone and took a video with Xiaotong in the morning."

　　Wu Shaobai shook his head.

　　Guo Degang smiled and said:

　　"It's just in time... Fatty, we have two big names in this drama...  … I'll do it well today~"

　　"Ah."

　　Sun Yue nodded.

　　"It's no problem if you do it well, but I have to wait for your second brother and your apprentice to come over and talk about it... Dare to let his niece call me Fat Grandpa... I have to kill him today."

　　"Who can die?"

　　Yu Xuan opened the curtain and shouted inside.

　　Sun Yue's voice was sharp, and even he heard it.