Something similar to a cactus was placed there quietly.
Everyone present widened their eyes and stared at the cactus in disbelief. They finally understood why Fang Qiong had that expression before and why he asked such a question.
Giving a cactus as a gift is probably a mistake.
It's no wonder that Liang Zhengqiao would say such a curse word, "How dare you?" This is almost the most angry way for a scholar to express his anger.
Especially not long ago, Chen Fuhai also said that Liang Zhengqiao could only raise a cactus. Isn't this deliberately ironic?
If it weren't for the fact that Fang Ming was Ye Ziyu's boyfriend, the Liang family present would almost have thought that Fang Ming was an undercover agent hired by Chen Fuhai.
Even Chen Fuhai himself was stunned. Although he liked to slap Old Man Liang in the face, he also knew that this was not the time for ridicule. If he interrupted at this time, he and Old Man Liang would probably fight to the death.
The corner of Ye Ming's mouth twitched. He was stunned for a moment after seeing the cactus. However, when he saw the angry look on Liang Zhengqiao's face, he felt a little happy. This was the look he had on this old man all these years.
, now that Fang Ming can make this old man so angry, he feels very happy.
etc……
Ye Ming suddenly thought of something. Did Fang Ming go out and get such a gift deliberately to vent his anger?
When thinking of this, Ye Ming suddenly felt a little emotional. Fang Ming was indeed kind to him, but he was still a little too impulsive. Anyway, he had agreed to the marriage between Ziyu and Fang Ming, even if he was his father-in-law.
No matter how you object, just bear it down yourself.
Anyway, my father-in-law has never looked upon me favorably, and I don't care about a few more rolls of eyes.
Xu Chengan's expression was also very strange. He glanced at Fang Ming in surprise. What was he going to do if he was giving a cactus at this time?
As a person with high IQ, Xu Chengan immediately thought differently from others because he believed that everyone has his own purpose in doing anything. But what is the purpose of giving a cactus?
Among all the people present, the one who was the calmest was Ye Ziyu, because she knew Fang Ming best, and she knew that there must be a reason why Fang Ming's brother brought out such a thing.
At that moment, Tiantian said: "Grandpa, there must be a reason why Brother Fang Ming sent this. Please stop Brother Fang Ming to explain first."
The sweet and clear voice made Liang Zhengqiao suppress the anger in his heart. At this time, the only one who could persuade him was his niece, and no one else could.
"Ziyu, although I know she is your boyfriend, you can't be so biased. This is just a cactus. What other reason can there be? Is it possible that this cactus can be the same as that walnut?"
"Uncle, you are right, this thing is really good."
Fang Ming spoke with a smile on his face, but his words made a young girl on the side, Ye Ziyu's cousin, couldn't help but laugh out loud, and whispered: "Everything is...
Can it be sold?"
"Pan? You said this thing can be plated?"
Liang Qiang pointed at the cactus and looked at Fang Ming with angry eyes, "Then you should show me one."
"I would like to demonstrate it, but it shouldn't be in my hands for the first time. This thing is spiritual and must be taken over by its owner for the first time, so grandpa needs to take care of it himself."
puff!
Ye Ming on the side couldn't help laughing, but when he saw everyone being attracted to him, he quickly returned to his serious expression, but he was already laughing in his heart.
"Haha, what this boy Fang Ming did is really satisfying. He must trick my father-in-law once."
Ye Ming is becoming more and more certain in his heart that Fang Ming is doing this just to vent his anger. Where can he find such a good son-in-law? When his father-in-law gets angry, he must stand up. The worst he can do is to be unhappy.
Well, anyway, he rarely comes to the Liang family.
It can be seen from this that Ye Ming's resentment towards his father-in-law is really quite big.
"You want me to interrogate him?"
Liang Zhengqiao's hands were trembling with anger. He wanted to curse, "I want to interrogate you now, but after all, he is a gentleman and an elder, so naturally he cannot say such words."
"Grandpa, since brother Fang Ming said so, then grandpa, just do it."
Ye Ziyu knew that if she didn't speak, her grandfather would never touch this thing. Although she couldn't understand why brother Fang Ming would take out a cactus for her grandfather to dish, but as long as brother Fang Ming took it out
Yes, then it must be no problem.
Xiao Nizi had great trust in Fang Ming in her heart.
Facing the expectant look in his favorite niece's eyes, Liang Zhengqiao really couldn't say no. Especially now that Ye Ziyu was holding his arms with both hands and acting coquettishly, his whole heart suddenly softened.
"Humph, let's do it. If it's too big, I'll be gentle. This way, Tzuyu can see this kid's face clearly. Then I can't blame grandpa and I'll beat him up. Bah, how can this kid be worthy of Tzuyu?"
Liang Zhengqiao muttered to himself, then stretched out his hand to pick up the cactus. The needles on the cactus sent a slight tingling sensation through his skin, but it was not strong.
However, looking at the cactus on his palm, Liang Zhengqiao did not have the courage to actually hold it.
"Grandpa, come on!"
Ye Ziyu on the side waved his pink fist and cheered.
"It hurts. The more it hurts now, the more reasons you will have to get angry later."
Liang Zhengqiao could only comfort himself like this, then he gritted his teeth, moved his fingers, and began to coil up the cactus.
The cactus rolled in his palm, but after a while there was no strong tingling sensation. If he hadn't been sure that the palm of his hand was indeed a cactus, Liang Zhengqiao would have suspected that he was holding a smooth ball.
Everyone present also stared intently at Liang Zhengqiao's expression. However, what surprised them was that the painful expression they imagined did not appear on Liang Zhengqiao's face.
"Eh!"
There was no tingling sensation. Liang Zhengqiao did not stop the movements of his fingers and continued to rotate the cactus subconsciously. As the cactus rotated, he found a cool feeling coming down the palm of his hand. This feeling was like giving it to himself on a hot summer day.
A drop of cooling oil is extremely refreshing.
It was precisely because of this feeling of comfort that Liang Zhengqiao's originally frowned brows relaxed, and a comfortable expression appeared on his face instead.
It didn't matter that Liang Zhengqiao showed a comfortable expression, but the people watching him were dumbfounded.
"What's wrong with my dad? Does he have masochism?"
Liang Qiang muttered, this cactus hurts so much, why does dad still look like he is enjoying it?
Liang Qiang was not the only one who was confused. Everyone present looked dumbfounded. It was the first time they saw someone trying to counter-offer a cactus with a comfortable expression on their face. Cousin Ye Ziyu, who had laughed out loud earlier, couldn't help but take out her mobile phone.
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"Dad, are you okay?"
Finally, Liang Qiang couldn't help shouting, and his words finally made Liang Zhengqiao stop what he was doing.
There was a look of dissatisfaction on Liang Zhengqiao's face, but this look of dissatisfaction was not directed at Fang Ming, but at his son. It was precisely because of his son's interruption that he stopped what he was doing. That feeling of comfort
Just disappeared.
"Dad, you...what's that look in your eyes?"
Liang Zhengqiao is usually very dignified at home. As a teacher, he is naturally very strict with the education of his children. Liang Qiang is more in awe of his father, and he is a little stammering at this moment.
Ignoring his son, Liang Zhengqiao looked at Fang Ming. For the first time, his face no longer showed anger, but asked calmly: "What is this thing called?"
After his own experiments, Liang Zhengqiao was certain that this was definitely not a prickly pear. Even if it was a prickly pear, it would not be an ordinary prickly pear.
However, Liang Zhengqiao believed it, but others did not.
Chen Fuhai had not been able to ridicule Liang Zhengqiao before, but when he saw that Liang Zhengqiao's mood had stabilized, he couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Old Liang, you were stung by this prickly pear, right? In addition to being called a prickly pear, this thing can also be called a prickly pear.
What."
Liang Zhengqiao glanced at Chen Fuhai, then glanced at everyone, without saying anything, he directly held the cactus tightly, this time with great force, and everyone who saw it was frightened.
However, the next moment when Liang Zhengqiao released his palm and put down the cactus, there was not even a pinpoint in the palm of his hand.
"What's going on?"
Everyone was confused when they saw Liang Zhengqiao's palms. Chen Fuhai even subconsciously asked, "Old Liang, have you ever practiced Iron Sand Palm?"
"If I had practiced Iron Palm, do you think you could still stand here properly?"
Liang Zhengqiao replied angrily, but then he seemed to have thought of something and said with a smile: "If you want to know the reason, just take a look at it."
It was Liang Zhengqiao's intention to let Chen Fuhai play this special cactus. He wanted Chen Fuhai to experience the feeling of fear and the final shock.
"Let me play with it. Isn't it just a cactus? I have no hobby of self-abuse."
"Old Liang, show me."
Xu Yansong on the side was a little curious and took the cactus in his hand. However, he observed it for a while and found nothing special before he carefully plated it.
The intensity was very small at the beginning, but then it became more and more intense. The expression on his face was exactly the same as Liang Zhengqiao's before, it was an expression of enjoyment.
Seeing Xu Yansong's expression, the people present were even more confused. Is there really some mystery to this cactus?
"I'll give it a try."
After a while, another old man also spoke, but after hearing his words, Xu Yansong showed a look of reluctance on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he handed the cactus to the old man.
In the next minute, the old man repeated all Xu Yansong's expression changes again.
Finally, Chen Fuhai couldn't help it anymore and picked up the prickly pear to try. After playing for a minute, he couldn't bear it anymore and exclaimed: "How is this possible? Is this still a prickly pear?".