Is there anyone in Mingguang who can connect these four words together? It wouldn't be...that Sikong...
Sure enough, a series of violent coughs came from the crowd, as if the owner of the voice could cough up his lungs at any time.
"Ahem, it turns out it's you, Lin Chou...I asked why Gaga is so excited, why are you here?"
Wearing a black shirt and holding a sword, his medium-long hair was flowing, his thick eyebrows were not visible, and only half of his pale face was exposed. His whole aura was incompatible with his surroundings.
This is Master Sikong, who has turned a thick oil painting into a pencil sketch - accompanied by a two-meter-tall fat duck with an even more weird and unpredictable style.
"Gah, gah!"
Quack flapped its wings, bringing up the strong wind, which rolled down the duck feathers and blew up countless skirt corners.
"Master Sikong."
"Mr. Sikong, how are you doing, your father?"
Jiang Ziyi rushed out of the crowd in one stride.
"Jiang Shang, warm the couch, warm the couch, hurry up."
"Jiang Sizhi, please make a guest room for Mr. Sikong."
"Who is that? Hurry up and take out the white tea that I have prepared for clearing the lungs and dispelling fire. Remember, brew three times three times!"
After a series of instructions, Jiang Zili said without blushing and without anger, "Si...ahem, Mr. Sikong is here to visit, and the plum blossoms will shine, the plum blossoms will shine!"
It is said that after a certain big shot broke out all the front teeth of some little red guys who had omitted the word "empty", everyone lost their memory.
Company, son, son, who are you cursing? Take them all out and chop them down!
That’s right, Sikong’s surname is not Si, but Sikong.
Referring to the surname as the first name is very good and has a long life.
No one dares to mess with this famous sick man in the base city, and he is also the most popular and least popular guest in various luxurious places.
No one's face is more recognizable than Sikong's, and there has never been anyone like Sikong. Countless people wish him longevity and immortality every day, and it's best to become an immortal and ascend in the daytime.
Many positive adjectives such as rich, rich, rich and bold, bold, bold and so on can be found in him. It can be said that along the way, thousands of families have become Buddhas.
The fact is that when he sprinkles a lot of money along the road, all the big and small businessmen who are making a lot of money, or everyone in the base city, wish that this young master would live as long as the heaven and the earth and the sun and the moon would shine together——
Even if he really died, he would still be within a hundred kilometers of himself, so as not to implicate himself when his big boss father razed the base city to the ground.
Sikong Gong cupped his hands and said, "Ahem...Hello, Master Jiang, my father specially told me to come to Jiang's house today to attend Miss Jiang's coming-of-age ceremony, haha."
Jiang Ziyi's face was red, "I don't think so, please come in, please come in, it's windy outside, Mr. Sikong, be careful to catch the cold."
Sikong held the duck with one hand and pointed at Lin Chou with the other, "It's okay, my friend is here, let's go in together."
"Oh? Mr. Sikong and little friend Lin Chou turned out to be old acquaintances?"
Sikong corrected him seriously, "Boss Lin."
Jiang Ziyi chirped, "Okay, Boss Lin, please go into the quiet room with Mr. Sikong and taste the fine white tea. This is a good thing that can only be picked on the top of the mountains in the extreme south."
As for the extremely fat duck that was eager to eat at Lin Chou, his servants took him to serve him. Those with sharp eyes had already seen the Jiang family's servant take out a whole bag of crystal green rice...
It wasn't until the three of them, or Sikong, entered the quiet room specially prepared by the Jiang family that everyone started talking.
"Master Sikong is actually here?"
"The Jiang family, the Jiang family, can guarantee that they will be worry-free for ten years!"
"How can I say this? Could it be that...the Jiang family plans to marry Sikong's father at Jiang Mingzhu's coming-of-age ceremony?"
"Impossible. How could Lord Sikong not come forward in person?"
"Hiss, this Lin Chou is actually friends with Mr. Sikong."
"There is something special about this young man in a restaurant in the wilderness."
Jiang Shang asked someone to carry the huge anchovy into the back kitchen and said softly, "Thank you very much, Mr. Nian. Mr. Nian, please come and have a cup of tea."
The people around him couldn't help but stay away from Nian Zhi slightly, like avoiding a bee with a sharp sting.
...
Quiet room.
This guest room is not without luxury. The thick citrine windows scatter a faint warm light. The floor, walls and ceiling are all made of thick blankets made of exotic animal furs. A wisp of fragrance curls up, making people feel refreshed.
Lin Chou clicked his tongue, sat on the comfortable sofa, and immediately sank deeply into it, "Young Master Sikong is indeed extraordinary."
Sikong pouted, "Everyone is just afraid that I will die here."
"Hey, it's not easy to die. Do you believe that I will give you a big bowl of pig blood soup mixed with snake wine?"
Sikong's face turned pale, "What the hell do I have any grudge against you??"
Jiang Zili listened to the two of them mocking each other with a smile, and was shocked.
How could the relationship between Lin Chou and Mr. Sikong be so good? It was so damn good that even him, the head of the family, was a little jealous!
If his son could have this kind of relationship with Sikong...Jiang Ziyi would gnash his teeth just thinking about it.
Sikong said, "Uncle Jiang, don't you know Lin Chou?"
Jiang Ziyi first said haha, "I feel ashamed to be called uncle, haha."
"Well, Boss Lin... I often heard my daughter mention it later. My daughter, Mingzhu, was very adventurous. One time, she actually went to a zombie shooting range to be a target girl for someone. It was... and later she even went to the Nian family's Undersea Mansion.
While sightseeing, I was almost in danger. Both times, I was saved by Boss Lin, but I didn’t know it at the time.”
Si Kongtou said seriously, "Boss Lin is really nice, and the dishes he cooks are particularly to my liking. It's just that I don't enjoy most of the dishes. Alas, what's the point of living like this?"
Jiang Ziyi didn't dare to accept this, so he had to say to Lin Chou, "Mr. Lin, the Jiang family should be very grateful to you. I sent someone to your house a few days ago. I don't want the house assigned to you to be empty... Who can
Thinking that Mr. Lin has been doing business in the wilderness and has a terrible future, I, Lao Jiang, a businessman, am really, really ashamed, really ashamed."
Jiang Ziyi chatted with the two for a while and then left. He still had many guests to entertain.
As soon as Jiang Ziyi left, Sikong's upright and reserved attitude disappeared immediately. He lay carelessly on the sofa and said in a weird voice, "Hey, Boss Lin, you actually have time to attend some bullshit coming-of-age ceremony."
?The last time I went to your place to give you a bird, I saw the damn little blackboard..."
This kid's curse words must have been learned from that guy Shan Ye!
It's so sad that such a good child has grown so crooked.
"Hey, by the way, you really dare to come. Do you know who else was invited to this coming-of-age ceremony?"
Lin Chou had an ominous premonition in his heart, "Who?"
"Ahem," Sikong coughed twice, with a pale face and an evil smile, "Leng Han, Leng Tyrannosaurus, Wei Tianxing and his daughter, Mo Hongniang, Mr. Mo, Dean Fu of the Research Institute, eh
...You may not feel much about this."
"The most famous artist in Mingguang Base City, Miss Bai Suren, will perform the ancient song "The Peony Pavilion" at Miss Jiang Mingzhu's coming-of-age ceremony."
*****, disaster level, five stars.
"There's still soup simmering in my pot. I'll go back and take a look first. I'll come back when I go, and I'll come back when I go..."