Old man Liao was very satisfied and combed his white hair neatly and meticulously in front of the mirror. Then he put on a green old-fashioned military uniform that was a little faded, and then put on a green military cap with a red five-pointed star on it.
It's not that there are no new clothes, so Xue Wusuan bought four or five sets for the old man. But the old man said that today's occasion should be more formal. He doesn't like suits. In his eyes, no kind of clothes is better than what he wears.
This set of old military uniforms is more formal. This set of clothes is not worn out at all. It is neatly folded and placed on the top of the wardrobe. No one can touch it.
Not to mention, when the old man put on such a suit, the toughness and toughness hidden in his bones immediately resurfaced. Even though his back was no longer straight and his body was no longer strong, he was afraid that that spirit would be brought in.
It can't even be removed from the coffin.
Xue Wusuan sat on the chair without saying a word and waited for the old man to get dressed. Then he picked up a jar of old wine and left the orphanage together.
The old man was very stubborn. Now that it was time to talk about marriage, etiquette was indispensable. Although Xue Wusuan had already paid a visit and the young couple had received their marriage certificates, as Xue Wusuan's only elder, he still had to
Come to visit the in-laws. Therefore, Xue Wusuan, who was so annoyed by Old Man Liao, could only lead him to drive to Zhou Huiru's house.
In the car, the old man closed his eyes and remained silent for a rare moment. Zhou Huiru was also a little uneasy. She didn't know what to say, but she didn't dare to disturb Old Man Liao, for fear that he was concentrating with his eyes closed.
Xue Wusuan also knew what Old Man Liao was thinking. He had also been there when the previous brothers and sisters got married. This old man did this every time. He had very strange thoughts in his heart. He was probably reluctant to part with it, but also proud, and perhaps also had a strong desire
Pride and achievement.
Orphans. With his help, they can go into society and start a family. This kind of thing is indeed enough for them to be proud of for a lifetime.
At this time, Old Man Liao was indeed thinking about the past. He even felt that the naughty child he had pulled up with his own hands was finally going to fly far away and was out of his reach. That kind of mood was not understandable to outsiders.
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Drove to Zhou Huiru's parents' house. Zhou's parents, who had known that Old Man Liao was coming to visit early, paid great attention to it. Not to mention that this old man was their son-in-law's great benefactor or rebirth parent, he had been insisting on welfare for decades.
Court, this is enough for them to respect me.
The old man is actually very talkative and has a strong body. Although he is stubborn, the things in his mind are very vivid. He also had a very interesting conversation with Zhou's father, who is nearly twenty years younger than him.
Then, the Zhou family became a small circle. Xue Wusuan, Old Man Liao, Zhou's father, and Zhou Huiru's younger brother were in a circle, chatting hahahaha. In the kitchen, Zhou Huiru and Zhou's mother were in a circle, and mother and daughter were talking quietly.
Talking in small words.
Xue Wusuan naturally remained silent throughout the whole process, trying his best to keep smiling but never interrupting, which gave old man Liao face, who had been bragging about how he used a stick to teach Xue Wusuan a lesson.
When it was time to eat, the old man suggested drinking the jar of old wine he brought. He said that it was hidden in the cellar when the orphanage was built at the beginning of the year. There were thirteen jars in total. The first twelve jars had already been taken out and drank.
This is the last jar. He said that he originally wanted to be Xue Wusuan's "No. 1 Scholar", but later he failed to live up to his expectations and failed to become the No. 1 Scholar, so he couldn't deserve this title. He just treated him as a jar of old wine and drank happily with his in-laws.
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When it comes to drinking, Old Man Liao cannot drink as well as Father Zhou in his current state. It was probably possible when he was young. Most of a jar of wine went into the stomachs of Xue Wusuan and Father Zhou, and the other half went into Old Man Liao’s stomach, leaving the rest
The one who drank it was drunk by Zhou Huiru's younger brother.
Xue Wusuan still found this brother-in-law who could drink very interesting.
This boy's name is Zhou Zheng. He is tall and powerful, and his appearance has the potential to be a pretty boy. After all, Zhou Huiru looks like this, and her biological brother is no different.
This kid is still in his sophomore year. The school is in another city hundreds of kilometers away. He rarely comes back. During the Chinese New Year last year, he had to attend a foreign basketball training camp, so Xue Wusuan didn't see him.
After meeting this time, I don't know what the boy's psychology was, but he actually tried his best to shake hands with Xue Wusuan. Want to give Xue Wusuan a blow? Call this brother-in-law a good person?
Naturally, he was asking for trouble. After shaking hands, the kid rushed to the toilet and took a long time to come out. He probably wanted to save face and didn't want to cry in front of others. Then while eating, his right hand kept shaking and he dropped his chopsticks.
Several times. He even said that he twisted his hand during training and it was a normal recovery reaction.
Xue Wusuan didn't want to hear Old Man Liao bragging about his great achievements in beating him in the past, so out of fun, he teased Zhou Zheng after lunch, saying that he could also play basketball, and he would definitely play better than Zhou Zheng.
When Zhou Zheng heard this, he immediately became angry. Damn, it’s okay if you can’t compete with him in terms of strength. How dare you challenge your brother in basketball, which is your best skill? Don’t think you dare to talk nonsense just because you are a brother-in-law! No, bullfighting!
So he took the initiative to drag Xue Wusuan to a concrete basketball court in the community.
"Come on, I'll let you tee off first."
"Hmph! How many balls are there?"
"No counting, as long as you can score one, I will lose."
Zhou Zheng, who was infuriated, smiled and said: "Okay! But we have agreed that whoever loses will have to shout three times, "I am a fool! I like to brag!" Do you dare?"
Xue Wusuan nodded with a smile.
Xue Wusuan had never touched a sport like basketball. But as a powerful monk, facing ordinary college students, did he still need to guess the result?
Zhou Zheng first relied on his height to attack Xue Wusuan's inside line. This was the most bullying style of play.
But facing Xue Wusuan, whose height and body shape were obviously weaker than his own, Zhou Zheng sadly discovered that he couldn't even squeeze into the free throw line. What made him want to cry even more was that no matter what fake moves or footsteps,
Techniques such as changing directions that should be very practical are now completely useless. Xue Wusuan seems to have seen through everything and is so guarded that he can't even turn around to face the basket.
Feeling furious, he jumped up and wanted to turn around in the air and shoot. As a result, a hand directly closed on the basketball in his hand, and it flew away with a clean snap.
For the second ball, Zhou Zheng was dissatisfied and asked for another attack. This time he wanted to shoot from a long distance. As a result, Xue Wusuan, who was more than three meters in front of him when he took off, flew to him the moment the ball in his hand was released.
in front of him, followed by another snap.
Next, it was Xue Wusuan's turn to kick off. Zhou Zheng, who was simmering with anger, wanted to guard against Xue Wusuan, but found that he had become a weak chicken. Whether the opponent was shooting or breaking through, his obviously ugly moves could
He was completely tortured. He couldn't even touch the other party's clothes. Moreover, the other party was still wearing a suit and leather shoes...
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound. For the fifteenth time, Zhou Zheng was thrown more than two meters away by Xue Wusuan with his back, and then he easily dunked with an ugly posture. The total score: 38 to 0.
Zhou Zheng had no physical strength anymore. In such a high-intensity one-on-one, he was knocked away fifteen times. Even a cow might not be able to get up. Lying on the ground, he had an extremely strong urge to cry.
Xue Wusuan curled his lips. He was so preoccupied with playing with Zhou Zheng that he suddenly forgot that this guy was still his brother-in-law. He looked like he had been tortured quite a lot. He thought to himself: Is this kid going to be beaten to pieces?
"How is it? What level am I at?"
Zhou Zheng looked depressed and replied angrily: "I don't know. Anyway, he is better than me."
"Just admit that you lost. Aren't you going to cash in on your bet?"
Zhou Zheng got up with a snap, looked at Xue Wusuan with a speechless face and said: "No! You are my brother-in-law! Do you have to worry about such a trivial matter? Can you not shout? There are all my acquaintances in this community.
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"No. A manly man, with every nail in his mouth, how can he not keep his word? Just shout, just pretend he drank too much at noon and acted like a drunkard."