Zhang Ruoyu was indeed born in Beimang, but he was just a cook! How could a cook have such great reputation?
"Brother Xiao, you know that I have always regarded you as my brother." Han Dong said in a deep voice.
"I have always regarded you as my younger brother." Han Shixiao pursed his lips and said.
"If you lie to me, I will break up our relationship with you." Han Dong said with a determined expression.
"I'm not lying to you," Han Shixiao said. "If anyone in Binhai can get tickets, he is the only one."
"Why should he?"
Han Dong was unwilling, did not understand, and could not accept it.
"He has been in Beimang for ten years and has a good relationship with Long Fei, the current marshal of Beimang. It is said that when Commander Long was seriously injured and went to the line of fire, Zhang Ruoyu was personally responsible for Commander Long's diet." Han Shixiao made up a story to praise Zhang Ruoyu.
In order for Han Dong to beg Zhang Ruoyu, he should not have such a big psychological burden.
Xiaodong, as the eldest brother, you have done your best to be kind and righteous.
"I understand." Han Dong gritted his teeth and nodded heavily. "I'm going to give up my fucking shame to see my idol off for the last time!"
But when he thought about having just scolded Zhang Ruoyu and turning around to ask him to do something, Han Dong's face was filled with shame and his heart was filled with panic.
After walking around the house for more than a dozen times, my head felt dizzy, and then I suddenly felt calm, opened the door and went downstairs.
Zhang Ruoyu ate snacks and sipped tea, waiting for Han Jiangxue to wash up and send him back to the city.
But in the blink of an eye, a figure appeared in front of him.
It was none other than Han Dong, who had just scolded him bloody.
The boy was holding a big teapot in his hand, with a smile that was uglier than crying. He said with a shy face: "Brother-in-law, try the Dahongpao I just brewed. It was picked from the mother tree. I usually drink it myself."
You are reluctant to drink it, so I brewed half a catty of it for you in this pot."
Zhang Ruoyu leaned back a little, his face full of vigilance: "You have soaked half a pound of rat poison, right?"
What is this kid doing?
As soon as the front foot scolded me, the back foot came to kneel and lick me. Isn't that so heartless?
With this thought in his mind, he became more determined to divorce as soon as possible. The Han family couldn't stand it, and the house was full of idiots.
"No way!" Han Dong poured tea into Zhang Ruoyu's empty cup. Because the mouth of the pot was too big, the expensive red robe spilled all over the table. "I just drank too much and went crazy. Brother-in-law, please don't be like me."
Something unexpected happened, it was either rape or theft. Zhang Ruoyu didn't dare to drink this cup of tea, and looking at the concentration of the tea, he really had to drink a cup, and he wouldn't even think about sleeping tomorrow.
"If you fart, let it go. Don't get close to me." Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Han Dong.
"Okay, since brother-in-law is quick to talk to others, I won't hide it." Han Dong put down the teapot and lowered his voice. "Brother-in-law, I heard that you are very familiar with Long Fei, the new marshal of Beimang?"
Hearing this, Zhang Ruoyu took the time to light a cigarette and crossed his legs: "Not only am I familiar with Long Fei, but I also feel like brothers with Zhang Xiangbei, but what does this have to do with you?"
Han Dong slapped his thigh and said with excitement: "Brother-in-law, you also know that General Zhang is the man I admire most in my life, and he is my only idol. Three days later, General Zhang's memorial service will be held in our Binhai, but
This is a memorial ceremony that is basically closed to the public, and I can't get a ticket at all."
After a pause, Han Dong's eyes turned red and he said, "When General Zhang was alive, I was not able to catch a glimpse of him. Now that General Zhang has died fighting for the country, I hope to see him off on his last journey."
Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Han Dong lightly, pursed his lips and said, "Do you want me to help you get the ticket?"
"If it's not too much trouble for brother-in-law..." Han Dong tried fearfully.
"It's no trouble. I can just call and have Long Fei pick you up in person." Zhang Ruoyu said easily.
"Really?" Han Dong was so excited that he couldn't help himself.
"Fake." Zhang Ruoyu blurted out.
"You——" Han Dong almost poured a pot of Dahongpao over Zhang Ruoyu's head.
Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Han Dong and said unhurriedly: "Boy, the first time I came back to your house, you blocked me outside the door and called me a loser. Now that you want to ask me for something, why don't you call me brother-in-law instead?"
"I'm your father? Do I need to spoil you like this?" Zhang Ruoyu put out his cigarette and said coldly, "Go away and don't disturb me drinking tea."
Han Dong's face turned red with anger, and he felt extremely aggrieved.
But Brother Xiao openly said that looking at the entire Binhai, no one except Zhang Ruoyu had the ability to ask Beimang for a ticket.
Leave? Not reconciled. Stay? It’s too humiliating!
Zhang Ruoyu sipped the tea without raising his head, but he didn't really hold a grudge. The boy scolded himself, mainly because he was not worthy of his sister, and because his idol Zhang Xiangbei died, his mentality collapsed.
The main reason for not helping Han Dong was because he didn't dare to.
Mrs. Han is like an old monster who is invulnerable to fire and water and cannot be pried away at all. If he really helped Han Dong and got the fanatical support of his brother-in-law, it would be even more difficult to get a divorce in the future.
But after several cups of tea, Han Dong stood in front of him like a stubborn donkey. The kid clenched his fists, his whole body was shaking with excitement, his eyes were red, and he felt like he was about to cry.
"I don't understand." Zhang Ruoyu put down the teacup and said disdainfully. "Isn't Zhang Xiangbei a soldier? Are you that? Even if he really lets you go to the memorial service, he can still climb out of the coffin and talk to you.
Do you want to take a photo?"
Han Dong's eyes were scarlet and he said: "General Zhang is an unparalleled national scholar. He is a role model for our generation and a national hero!"
After saying that, Han Dong gritted his teeth and said: "General Zhang is still my sister's savior! If I can't send General Zhang off for the last time, I will never be able to forgive myself in this life!"
Zhang Ruoyu was startled, this guy is quite emotional, he is a man.
Forget it, let's fulfill this little fan's wish. Even if this kid likes me no matter how much he likes me, he still won't be able to talk to him in the Han family. It's better to show him a little kindness to avoid causing trouble for him in the future.
"Boy, I think you are quite grateful and a bit bloody." Zhang Ruoyu said lazily. "Okay, help me think of a reason to help you."
"You are my brother-in-law." Han Dong said hastily.
"Brother-in-law? Your sister has never given me a good look since she got married, and you are the same. You always talk to me when we meet." Zhang Ruoyu narrowed his eyes and said. "This reason is not good and cannot convince me."
Han Dong's face turned red from suppressing it, and racking his brains he couldn't figure out why Zhang Ruoyu could help him.
I have to tell my conscience, what bastard just scolded me so badly half an hour ago, and now he is so embarrassed to ask for help.
Not to mention brother-in-law, it’s useless even if your biological father comes!
"Okay, I'll show you a clear path." Zhang Ruoyu wrote lightly. "Let me tell you, I don't take anyone in your Han family seriously. I only respect your sister. If you can
Let her coax me and make me feel comfortable. Not to mention taking you to the memorial service, I can let you and the more than 30,000 military cadets of Binhai Academy go to the scene to see Zhang Xiangbei on his last journey."
Han Dong was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "A gentleman's words!"
"Watch your performance." Zhang Ruoyu said with a smile.
Han Dong turned back upstairs and rushed towards Han Jiangxue's boudoir.
Watching Han Dong go upstairs, Zhang Ruoyu felt that he was really smart.
It doesn't make much sense to disgust Han Dong. A fool who trembles when he sees Han Jiangxue won't make a difference.
If you want a divorce, the old lady has the final say. Secondly, it’s Han Jiangxue.
Judging from the current situation, the other Han family members are just soy sauce and have little say.
Now that the attack on Mrs. Han failed, Han Jiangxue became Zhang Ruoyu's first choice.
As long as she remains hostile, resistant, and even disgusting towards him, can Mrs. Han not see it? Can she watch Zhang Ruoyu piss her baby granddaughter off to death?
