Mr. Zhang Wanhong's birthday is considered a big event in Yanjing circles.
Not long ago, when I was in the nursing home, there was a rumor that this old guy almost met the King of Hell, but was later resurrected with full health. This caused quite a shock in Yanjing.
Nowadays, when an old man celebrates his eightieth birthday, it is natural that guests and friends gather there, making it very lively.
In Yanjing City, as long as they could catch up with the Zhang family, almost all of them rushed to the old man's courtyard. Early in the morning, the entire alley was bustling with traffic and guests constantly coming and going.
Even the traffic police were deployed to maintain traffic around the area, which prevented traffic from being paralyzed.
Ye Huang left the house at eight o'clock in the morning, but when he rushed over, there was already a sea of people. The small alley, which was not very wide, was full of people, all waiting to enter to pay their birthdays.
Seeing the line of people queuing to the end of the alley, Ye Huang couldn't help but wipe his hands with cold sweat.
If we have to wait in line, it will probably be past noon.
"I didn't expect this old man to be quite prestigious."
Ye Huang stood at the entrance of the alley and muttered quietly, secretly glad that Zhi Qing and the others had not followed earlier, otherwise, they would have had to stand outside and wait like him.
Fortunately, Ye Huang's waiting time was not as long as he thought. Since the courtyard had not been tidied up early in the morning, everyone waited outside for a while.
After almost half an hour, after everything was sorted, the guests were welcomed in one after another.
By the time Ye Huang walked to the gate with the gift, Mr. Zhang Wanhong's son Zhang Zetian had heard the news and came out to welcome him.
"Haha, the old man has been talking about when you will come here early in the morning. I also said that you will come here at noon. I didn't expect you to arrive so early."
"Haha, Uncle Zhang, it's Grandpa Zhang's birthday, how dare I sleep in?"
Seeing Zhang Zetian greeting him personally, Emperor Ye felt somewhat flattered.
"Hahaha, Xiaoye, you are too polite. Let's go inside. The old man is waiting for you."
After patting Ye Huang on the shoulder, Zhang Zetian almost walked into the house with Ye Huang.
Upon entering the courtyard, Ye Huang saw that the entire courtyard was already filled with tables, no less than a dozen large and small tables.
"The yard is a bit small, so we can only put so much. I originally wanted to hold a banquet at the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse, but I thought it would be too expensive and the impact would be bad, so I gave up."
After entering the inner courtyard, Zhang Zetian explained.
"Then these tables can't be opened?"
Ye Huang said.
"Haha, most people left after giving away their things. These dozen tables are filled with relatives and some old friends of the old man. Not everyone is qualified to sit in."
Zhang Zetian told the truth, and Ye Huang secretly nodded after hearing this.
In any case, Mr. Zhang Wanhong also has the rank of general and can be said to be an important minister of the country. It is impossible for everyone who comes to pay homage to his birthday can stay and drink.
In fact, Emperor Ye also knew that even if the old man generously allowed everyone to sit down, some people who felt that their status was not high enough would not dare to sit casually.
This is Yanjing, where there is order and strict hierarchy, and not everyone can mess around.
After entering the courtyard, Ye Huang also met many acquaintances, including many friends who attended the Ye family dinner last year. Although Ye Huang could not name them, he greeted them with a smile.
One nodded in greeting.
Since the birthday banquet had not started yet, Mr. Zhang Wanhong was not in a hurry to enter the courtyard. Although the cold winter had passed, the Zhang family was still a little worried about the old man's health.
It was not easy for Ye Huang to be dragged back from the gate of hell. Today, the Zhang family treasures this old man very much.
When Ye Huang walked to the door of the central hall, Mr. Zhang Wanhong was drinking tea and chatting with several acquaintances inside the house.
"Dad, I picked up Xiaoye for you."
As soon as he walked to the door, Zhang Zetian shouted to his father who was sitting on the wicker chair in the room with a hint of asking for credit.
At this moment, the attention of several people in the room was also attracted.
There were not many people in the room, only two or three people. Apart from Mr. Zhang Wanhong, the one who surprised Ye Huang was Mr. Dugu Aotian.
But when I think about it, I don't think it's surprising. The two families are so close, even if they didn't have friendship before, they will probably have friendship in the future.
"You brat, it's obvious that Xiao Ziye came here on his own, but you still want to take credit. Hurry up and greet my guests. Your Uncle Lu and Uncle Luo are coming."
After scolding his son, the old man looked at Ye Huang with a smile on his face.
"Haha, little Ye Zi, come in, you said that I, an old man, have to live a birthday and you young people have to follow me, I'm really sorry."
If other people had the temper of Mr. Zhang Wanhong, they would definitely not say such polite words, but the person in front of him was the person who saved his life.
Zhang Wanhong almost regarded Emperor Ye as his own grandson, and naturally he doted on him very much.
"Grandpa Zhang, you are too polite. You are celebrating your eightieth birthday. How dare we, as juniors, neglect you." Ye Huang walked forward with a smile and said humbly.
"Hahaha, you little guy, it's the sight of strangers that makes the old man a little unbearable to me." Pointing at Ye Huang, Zhang Wanhong laughed heartily.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Huang greeted several old people in the room one by one.
In addition to Dugu Aotian, there were two other people in the room who were Zhang Wanhong's old comrades in the Northeast Army. They are now retired and living in Yanjing.
As for the military rank, they are only major generals, but the fact that major generals are major generals does not hinder the friendship between the elderly.
Of course, Ye Huang was not snobbish enough to treat the two old people lightly because of these things, and he always spoke kindly.
Only Mr. Dugu, Ye Huang really couldn't let go of his arrogance. The latter was not angry and assertive, and a casual glance at Ye Huang made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Coupled with Dugu Xiaoxuan's incident, Ye Huang really wanted to find an opportunity to sneak out quickly.
And this Dugu Aotian seemed to be deliberately ignoring Emperor Ye. Even when Emperor Ye greeted him, he just nodded and looked like he was treating Emperor Ye like nothing.
This made Emperor Ye panic.
"Xiaoye, what you are holding in your hand cannot be a gift. What gift should I bring for my birthday? You kid..."
After Zhang Wanhong reminded him, Ye Huang, who was in a daze, finally woke up and still had something in his hand.
"Haha, Grandpa Zhang, I spent a lot of effort to get this thing from my grandpa. I'm sure you will like it."
"Really? What kind of gold and silver treasure? Bring it over and let me take a look. It will also make your grandfathers look good."
Upon hearing what Ye Huang said, Mr. Zhang Wanhong's eyes instantly lit up.
I don't know anything else, but he is very clear about Ye Huang's character. This kid said this, and he is definitely a rare treasure.
