When the little guys saw Xiao Ma Liu crying first and then laughing, they all looked at us as if they were crazy. They saw a breathtaking domineering aura spread out from the Jin Hall. This face was a big surprise to them.
Maybe they are very familiar with it, because an oil painting by Jintang hangs in the office. I saw their expressions were surprised, happy, frightened and panicked.
Xiao Ma Liu scratched his head in embarrassment and said in an apologetic voice: "I took in these gangsters some time ago. They also came from the countryside to find something to eat. I thought they were pitiful, so I gave them a mouthful of food.
They ate it, but they kept pestering me and insisted on worshiping me as their master...hehe." Then her face turned red, and she said with a low eyebrow: "Well...well, don't they want to see the ancestor?
, I took them to the company one day to let people see the oil paintings of the little boss, so they seemed to have met you, and he admired you very much. Hehe, this is not to beat up the ancestor, but also to bully the teacher and destroy the ancestor.
, do you want to destroy them?"
These words did not calm the little gangsters, but instead added to their excitement. They started to smile happily as if they were celebrating the New Year: "Master, please accept our worship! Just now we were blind and couldn't recognize Mount Tai. We are willing to fight and be punished."
You!" They felt a sense of purity on Jintang's face.
"Yes, brothers, we finally see a living person here."
"We are not afraid of hardship or fatigue. As long as we do anything, we can do it. Our life is given to you. We will never frown if we go up to the mountain of knives or to the sea of fire. Whoever dares to speak out will be our grandson."
"Just brag, you are very brave, you dare to speak so loudly to the Grandmaster!"
Seeing their incoherent expressions, I couldn't help but want to laugh. I glanced at Na Jintang, but he smiled but didn't answer.
When Xiao Ma Liu saw this, he yelled at the gangsters: "That's me! Call me that." Then he looked at us with a flattering look on his face.
"That master, that master!" someone shouted, and everyone immediately fell in worship.
I was stunned when I heard it, but after taking a look, I burst into laughter again. In fact, Xiaoma seemed to be changing schools, but he was still crying?
Xiao Ma Liu, like an actor like this, usually had to take a few steps forward, suddenly stopped, and knelt down directly: "Little boss! But he's back!" I don't know if he has more of these elements, but it is certain that he is acting, because he
Eager to defend his disciples, he saw that Na Jintang had not yet opened his mouth. He was originally afraid of Na Jintang, so he became even more worried.
He grew up with me, and of course I couldn't let him be embarrassed in front of my Jintang. I deliberately looked at Najintang with a straight face: "That's about it." I gritted my teeth, knowing that he just didn't speak.
The most real purpose is because he wants me to beg him, and he never misses any opportunity. For the sake of my brother, I will grit my teeth and whisper to him: "You can sleep in my room tonight, just in the small room."
Bed, one night."
I comforted Xiao Ma Liu, "Okay, okay, stop making fun like this, it will look bad to everyone."
Na Jintang let out a hearty laugh and stretched out his hand to help Xiao Ma Liucai up. The gangsters also stood up, and I kicked Xiao Ma Liu on the thigh, looking like he hated iron and said: "Cry.
Why are you crying? A man won’t shed tears easily. If you dare to cry again, I will chop you up! Don’t make your little disciples laugh, let’s go!”
All of us present laughed, and the little donkey smiled so stupidly that he looked like he was crying. Two gangsters didn't laugh, but I saw them. They both hurriedly made a few noises and started coughing again. I looked at Xiao Ma Liu
We have lost a lot of weight. We can survive in the orphanage. Of course we can also survive in Shanghai. Xiao Ma Liu is heartless and stupid. It makes people feel distressed. I am no longer here.
The oily brothers finally started to feel lonely.
After making this joke, Xiao Ma Liu said with a smile: "Mao Liu still knows how to love me. I will go back and tell my brothers that the boss is back. They will not believe me. I will go right now."
The mindless Xiao Ma Liu led a group of even more mindless hooligans and ran home in a hurry.
Return to the prince's mansion.
The door was open, because when they saw us coming in, they all stood there respectfully, with happy smiles on their faces.
We saw it from a distance through the window.
Mr. Wang was sitting on the executive chair, frowning and giving instructions to his servants. He saw the gang leaders of several sects below standing up with unusual expressions. It seemed that the atmosphere was a little abnormal. They didn't know what they were discussing. It seemed that the sword had not yet been released.
The old Mr. Wang has been in charge of the overall situation since we left.
Mr. Wang is sitting upright, with thick eyebrows and hawk-like eyes. The white hair between his temples is particularly eye-catching. Although his hair is gray, he still has a breathtaking domineering air. But after all, Mr. Wang is no longer forgiving, so he is still
I can see a trace of tiredness on his face; the vicissitudes of the years and the hard work of keeping the industry are written here.
When we first entered the house, Wu's mother screamed excitedly. Na Jintang put his hand on his mouth and asked Wu's mother not to make too much noise. Wu's mother covered her mouth tightly, but she couldn't hide it.
Her smile was so broad that she almost narrowed her eyes into a thin line in fear.
Na Jintang and I both walked in. When I looked around, I saw that the office desk was thick and the account books were neatly arranged. Many documents were spread out messily on the desk. The fountain pen was not turned on, and there was a strong smell in the room.
A faint scent of ink.
Mr. Wang was stunned for a while after seeing us. I saw Ah Qi, Ah Liu and Shao Xiaoxin standing up next to Mr. Wang and looking at us intently with surprise on their faces. But they understand the rules of the world.
, although they strongly suppressed their excitement, they definitely did not dare to make any rash moves, because Mr. Wang was in front, and all body shaking was disrespectful to Mr. Wang.
But they did not act, but they did not control their shouting.
"Little boss!"
"Little boss!"
After Na Jintang took my hand and came in, he walked straight in front of Mr. Wang, then knelt on the ground, and said to the old man with kindness in his heart: "Dad, Jin'er is back safely."
Na Jintang was completing their kneeling ceremony. There was nothing wrong with this matter in itself, and the old man asked Na Jintang to go there, but his fault lay in the ancestral rule of "Don't travel far when your parents are alive".
The ceremony is still very particular.
This mere sentence touched the deepest soft part of Mr. Wang's heart. However, this sentence did not have much willpower for me, because Mr. and I still had many private matters to discuss, but not just this sentence could solve the problem.
. I couldn't bear to brush off his filial piety. Because of my status, I just stood aside awkwardly and replied: "How is your health, old man?"
The old man automatically ignored my existence, which was natural. Because at the moment I looked at him like an old rich man whose son owed me a debt, and I was sure that what he probably wanted to see more was his Jin'er.
Mr. Wang was particularly excited. He nodded majestically and looked at me without anger or authority. I also looked straight into his eyes. My heart was open and clear. Why should I be afraid?
Na Jintang, you could only kneel on the ground and did not make eye contact with me at all. I heard Mr. Wang coughing and drinking a little shockingly. I tried my best to look at our situation, and no one came forward to dissuade me.
Everyone focused their attention on me, as if I wanted to pin their hopes on me, so I had to greet him respectfully: "Old man, the weather is getting colder, so you have to take care of yourself."
At that time, Mr. Wang said: "Don't worry about it. You are also good. Let's have a good meal later." I was finally moved by the care shown by the old man and almost cried. I touched my pocket and the thing was still in my pocket.
Inside the schoolbag. Before I entered the room, I went to Rong Kee from Jintang to buy a box of red bean paste buns. I was filial to the old man. This time I handed him the red bean paste buns wrapped in oil paper.
"Old man, Na Jintang and I went to Rongji to buy this specially for you. Eat it while it's hot."
The old man took it calmly, without looking at it, and asked Mother Wu to share the red bean paste buns with everyone. He also tasted a piece and said, "This red bean cake tastes good, but it contains a bit too much sugar." The old man seemed to have a refreshing look on his face.
Looking thoughtful.
Finally I understood what he was thinking, and quickly took a cup of jasmine tea from Wu Ma, and then handed it to Mr. Wang. I had to show a deep affection, and look like we were reunited after a long separation. This is reconciliation.
Signal. I still understand this. The old man in front of me just likes to pretend, so he kindly picked up my tea and took a sip gently. The coughing stopped for the first time.
He turned his head to Na Jintang and began to lecture: "The body, hair and skin are all given to parents, and it is unfilial to damage them at will." Because he saw that Na Jintang was a little pale, and Na Jintang had not had a good rest during this period, so he wanted to
If you become high-spirited, you still need to write for a day or two to recover.
Na Jintang replied: "Father, please don't worry about small things."
I praised softly beside him: "You evil beast, you are filial but disobedient." Although he lowered his head, I could see the corners of his mouth moving.
After a while, Mr. Wang also nodded, which was regarded as a statement. He cleared his throat, his voice was loud and clear: "Okay, it's good to come back! Get up, Jin'er."
After getting the old man's words to relax, all the brothers began to relax, especially Shao Xiaoxin. He kicked one over and this one flew across the table and jumped out of the table. Na Jintang was stunned for a moment and patted vigorously.
He looked over his shoulder and praised loudly: "Good brother!"
Ah Liu and Ah Qi both ran over and hugged each other tightly. This scene was so touching that tears filled their eyes.
I stood next to them, and they nodded to me one after another. Now they seemed to recognize my identity even more, and the eyes they looked at me contained respect and respect, unlike Mr. Wang who looked at me meaningfully. I was stunned for a moment.
Thinking of the tacit understanding and contract between us, I lowered my head and smiled, because I knew that we would eventually discuss this issue on the table.
After everyone comes back, it is inevitable that they will have a good meal with a bang.