Chapter 35: Seeing the versatility of my Cheng Jiaerlang)
Seeing the Yuchi twins tearing off their clothes and exposing their muscles, Cheng Chubi was completely stunned. Take off their clothes? What the hell do you want to do?
Cheng Chubi just stared blankly as Yuchi Baolin and Yuchi Baoqing pulled off their clothes.
Revealing a body that was as luxuriantly hairy as a black bear's essence, he ran to the center of the hall shirtless and tied with a crotch cloth.
Seeing two black towers as strong as gorillas confronting each other in the hall, the crowd of spectators howled like ghosts and made loud noises.
Seeing this scene, the eldest brother Cheng Chumo couldn't help but curled his lips and said with a hint of jealousy.
"These two brothers are strong enough, but their skills are too rough. They are not as good as my second brother and I."
Cheng Chuliang, who had a look of annoyance on his face as to why his father didn't shake him off in time, causing the pair of twins, who were also masters of wrestling, to squat aside and watch as spectators, was deeply convinced.
"We can't let these rough men steal the show in our house, brother..."
Hearing the second child biting his ears, the eldest brother jumped out.
"Dad, it's too boring to just watch them go back and forth. How about I get two drum sets to cheer me up?"
"Haha, hurry up and get the drum." Cheng Yaojin was overjoyed. When he saw the eldest and second son running out of the hall, he put on a fatherly face and said clearly.
"These two villains have been practicing a drum set recently, and they are very excited. Today is a good time for my brothers to see the versatility of my son, the son of the Cheng family, hahahaha..."
Cheng Chubi buried his head, feeling deeply ashamed.
Why? It means that my aesthetics are not at the same level as those of the tough men of the Tang Dynasty.
Two drums were brought over, and although the eldest brother and the second brother also took off their upper garments, they were not like the Yuchi twins who only wore loincloths.
Cheng Chubi looked at the hair on the upper body of his eldest and second brother, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Although the pure men of the old Cheng family are rough, at least their anti-ancestral behavior is not as serious as that of the Yuchi twins.
Amidst the passionate and joyful sound of war drums, the elders drank Cheng's secret Sanle pulp.
With a smile, he admired the two big black-haired men, sweating profusely (the word "sweat" was also typed in Chinese before, I was stunned and I scanned it several times and couldn't find anything wrong), fighting hand to hand in the hall.
From time to time, he also commented on the offensive and defensive vulnerabilities of the two young strong men.
Cheng Chubi no longer felt that his mouth was hot, but his eyes were really hot. Two rough men wearing only loincloths hugged and struggled with each other, sweating like rain.
There were also two rough guys humming and beating the drums in support. Such a hand-to-hand competitive performance really made Cheng Chubi extremely uncomfortable.
However, a group of famous generals and noble disciples of the Tang Dynasty were particularly excited to see it, whistling, applauding, and making suggestions outside the venue.
Even Li Zhen and Li Siwen, who had previously danced the sword gracefully, were eager to give it a try and wanted to jump up and join in the fight.
At this moment, the black-haired man, one of the twins, showed his weakness.
Another big man with black hair smiled ferociously and launched an attack, but was eventually killed by his opponent and thrown out of the battlefield surrounded by cloth bags.
"Okay! Good job, second brother." Uncle Yuchi, who was so drunk that his face could see red and his eyes were a little wandering, took a drink and laughed heartily.
"???" The boss, Yuchi Baolin, who was standing in the battlefield and showing off her victory gesture, was confused. In the end, she could only give a weak reminder.
"Dad, I'm the boss."
Yu Chigong, who was obviously dizzy from drinking, blinked hard several times, and then he saw clearly the boss who was standing there with a sad look on his face.
And the second child who stood up with a frown on his face immediately became happy and waved his hands drunkenly.
"Whichever of you brothers can win, dad will be happy."
The rough old men were stunned and staggered around laughing.
Qin Qiong pointed at Yu Chigong, who was obviously drunk, and laughed loudly. However, his laughter could not last more than a few times, and he suddenly groaned in pain and dropped the wine glass in his hand.
The face that originally looked a little haggard turned pale in an instant, and he fell down directly on the couch...
The original Cheng family dinner suddenly became chaotic. Cheng Yaojin stepped forward and tried to help Qin Qiong, who was clenching his teeth and closing his eyes, to stand up. "Second brother, what's wrong with you?"
Cheng Chubi rushed forward and reached out to stop Cheng Yaojin. His other hand was placed on Qin Qiong's wrist, sensing his pulse.
"Dad, don't move yet. Uncle Qin seems to be in shock."
His pulse seemed a little weak, and the temperature near his palms was obviously lower than the temperature under his armpits. His breathing was weak, and his heartbeat was weak...
At this moment, the drunken people in the room were all watching nervously as Cheng Chubi quickly touched General Qin who had been laid flat on the couch.
"Qin Li, was there anything unusual about your father before?" While checking, Cheng Chubi did not forget to ask about the situation.
Qin Li, whose face turned pale with anxiety but was at a loss what to do, spoke incoherently.
"My father has fainted before, and he also passed out last month. Many doctors came to see my father.
Just last month, Divine Doctor Sun came to see me, and Divine Doctor Sun said a lot, as if he was talking about my father, my father is about to die..."
After saying the last sentence, Qin Li couldn't bear it any longer and cried loudly, and there was a dead silence in the hall.
"Eldest nephew, don't talk nonsense. Your father just fell asleep. The fifth and sixth children are doing nothing in a daze. Why don't you come soon?"
Cheng Yaojin gently patted Qin Li's little head with his big hand, turned his head and shouted.
Two younger brothers, Cheng Laowu and Cheng Laoliu, who were similar in age to Qin Li, hurried over and pulled him aside to persuade him.
Needless to say, although the old Cheng family is rich in Tiehanhan, the pure men sometimes know how to coax children.
Anyway, it was not long before Qin Li stopped crying and looked at Cheng Laosi, who was also running towards him with his big round eyes, dancing around and gesticulating wildly.
Fortunately, not long after, Qin Qiong let out a groan, slowly opened his eyes, and saw these old brothers surrounding him with concern.
"I'll teach you how to read a joke."
Qin Qiong smiled brightly and wanted to sit up. He was barely halfway up when he was pushed back to the couch by a pair of strong arms.
"??" Qin Qiong looked at the owner of these powerful arms in confusion. "I said, my dear nephew, what are you doing? I want to get up."
"No, Uncle Qin, you have to lie down for a while. I haven't finished examining you yet."
Cheng Chubi is unhappy, what's going on? The doctor is doing his job well, but you, the patient, can't obey the arrangements?
Cheng Yaojin laughed, quickly stepped forward, patted Qin Qiong's arm and said with a smile.
"Second brother, just listen to my third brother, lie down quickly and let him check you.
At any rate, the medical skills of my third son are also recognized by Taoist priests Sun and Yuan."
“I think my third child can even cure dog diseases, but can’t he also cure human diseases?”