People Are in the Four and Nine Cities, and Cheng Jianjun is Crying at the Beginning

After you rejected her?

Did she find me?

This means, because Han Chunming rejected Su Meng before.

That's why Su Meng came to him Cheng Jianjun!

In other words, he Cheng Jianjun... is just a substitute!

Even, is it Su Meng's tool to anger Han Chunming?

Han Chunming originally spoke lightly.

But falling in Cheng Jianjun's ear made him only feel that five thunders hit the top.

(The third update! Kneeling and begging for flowers! Evaluation ticket! Monthly ticket!).

Chapter 021 The stunt of the nine-door admiral! (Ask for a flower evaluation ticket!)

Seeing Cheng Jianjun's miserable expression, Han Chunming sneered and walked forward leisurely.

This grandson, who just had a fire yesterday, still wants to be a demon today.

Han Chunming was thinking about how to teach him a lesson.

It came up on its own.

Doesn't this slap him in the face?

Totally looking for death!

Of course, it's just an appetizer today.

Next, have him feel good!

As for Cheng Jianjun's statement that Su Meng took the initiative to ask him out.

With Han Chunming's understanding of Su Meng, it was absolutely impossible.

The truth is also easy to guess.

It is nothing more than that after he rejected Su Meng, Cheng Jianjun took the opportunity to invite him. Su Meng guessed that it was also to anger himself, so he agreed.

Poor Cheng Jianjun thought he really caught Su Meng's eyes!

It is pathetic and pathetic!

After breakfast, Han Chunming is going to sum up today's itinerary.

Mother Han carried the net bag and urged Han Chunming to go to the street office.

No way, Mother Han is still thinking about his work.

He had to run to the street and try to get the job done as soon as possible.

Even, in order to get things done.

There was also a bottle in the net pocket for Maotai, and Han Chunming sent it to the director of the street office.

Han Chunming really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The old lady only knew that it was a bottle of good wine, but she didn't know what this offering of Maotai represented.

Han Chunming had no choice but to agree on the surface.

But this wine must not be delivered to the street director.

This delivery, most of the things can be done.

But it's hard to say what will happen next.

Inside for Maotai!

As soon as this thing appeared in the place where the street was doing business, its influence was comparable to the little yellow croaker in the Republic of China.

At that time, it will definitely be vigorous and vigorous, and maybe something will happen.

Besides, Han Chunming didn't like this set either.

Just get a job now, don't be fooled by anyone.

So, after leaving the courtyard, Han Chunming walked for a while in the direction of the street. When he looked back, he saw that the courtyard was already far away, and the old lady definitely couldn't see herself.

Holding the inner offering, Maotai turned around and drilled into another alley.

He didn't plan to send this bottle of wine to the streets, he had already thought about where to send it.

Willow Alley.

In a chic detached house.

Under the willow tree that had just sprung out new leaves, an old man was lying comfortably on a reclining chair.

There is a wooden table next to the reclining chair, a plate of peanuts on the table, and an old-fashioned radio next to the plate.

The old man closed his eyes and listened to the little tune played on the radio, and from time to time he put a peanut in his mouth.

Hearing a good place, he still danced his palms and hummed a few words together.

The entire small courtyard is self-contained, and there are no outsiders to disturb it at all.

In this way, the old man listened for more than half an hour.

Outside the courtyard gate, a small abnormal sound suddenly came.

This voice, for other people, is difficult for ordinary young people to hear.

Not to mention the elderly.

But the old man drooped his eyebrows, obviously listening.

After listening for a while, the old man clearly heard something, and muttered with his throat: "Don't look for it! It was quiet in the alley a few days ago, so I put away the key!"

"The door is unlocked! Let Grandpa slip in!"

"That's it!" A grinning voice came from outside the door, "I said, sir, since you know how to put away the keys, why don't you dare not lock the door! You're not afraid of those little brats rushing in!"

Along with the figure, a young man walked in with a bag.

It was none other than Han Chunming.

"It's just me, who dares to break in except you little brat!"

"The key is to prevent grandpa from taking a nap at night!"

The old man didn't even bother to open his eyelids, he pouted and snorted coldly.

It's like talking like an old child.

Seeing this scene, Han Chunming couldn't help laughing.

The nine-door admiral is still the nine-door admiral!

That's right.

The one in front of him is Han Chunming's master, the nine-door admiral Guan.

In other words, it was the first time that Han Chunming saw the old man since he traveled.

However, because I respected the old man very much when watching the drama, and the original owner had a very deep affection for the old man.

So this first meeting, there was no jerky feeling at all.

Han Chunming can be said to be completely brought in.

The old man didn't seem to be complaining enough, he sipped a peanut, and then said, "Grandson! How come these days are gone again!"

"In the past ten years, I finally managed to guard against a group of brats! It's only been a few months, why do I have to guard against your group of brats again!"

"Ha ha!"

Han Chunming agreed and smiled.

He naturally understood what the old man meant. After ten years of turbulence, the old man put a lot of effort into guarding the pile of objects.

It wasn't long before it ended, and it was when this young man who had returned to the city was making trouble.

"Come on! Old man!" Han Chunming said with a smile, "This situation will soon pass!"

In another year, that meeting will be held.

At that time, a new era will usher in.

"Oh!"

The old man also nodded and said as he should: "That's natural! We are in the four-nine city, how can we let these little brats make such a toss!"

After he finished speaking, he squeezed his eyes and looked at Han Chunming: "I haven't been here for a few days, what's your idea today! Let me tell you, don't think about that fan idea, you really want it, When one day, grandfather, when I kick my legs to the sky, it will naturally be yours!"

"Bah!" Han Chunming quickly spat, "What did your old man say!"

"Hey, don't worry! I didn't hit your fan! I'm here today, I'm here to bring you something good!"

Having said that, Han Chunming took out the bottle of Maotai, opened the box, twisted the bottle cap...

The old man hadn't opened his eyes to take a closer look before.

As soon as Han Chunming's bottle cap was unscrewed, the tip of the old man's nose twitched abruptly, his eyes opened suddenly, and he exclaimed, "This smell...it's Maotai!"

The voice fell, and the whole person had left the reclining chair and stood up.

(The data is so miserable that I can't even write it down! I beg for the data, give me some motivation!).

Chapter 022 Introduced to Maotai, the old man was shocked! (Ask for a flower evaluation ticket!)

Don't look at how old the old man is.

But the speed of standing up is called a quick kick.

"No!" The old man smelled it a few more times, and suddenly said loudly, "This smell is not right!"