Mr. Zhu's birthday has always been a gathering of his own family. He never invites outsiders and never accepts outsiders to come to pay homage to his birthday.
There are four Eight Immortals tables, each table is filled with hot chicken, duck and fish.
Four generations live under the same roof, descendants of men and women, and everyone has a smile on their face.
The son and son-in-law were drinking with the old man at the table, and the daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law were at the table talking about the love and career of young people. There was also a group of urchins who were playing and making soup splash all over the table.
In late autumn in Tianjing, the courtyard is filled with spring-like warmth.
The eldest brother, Zhu Jianguo, inherited the old man's mantle and joined the army. Although he did not have the great achievements of the old man, he also assumed the rank of major general when he retired. The second brother, Zhu Jianmin, is passionate about science and technology and has devoted himself to military technology for decades. Although he has passed the retirement age, he is still active.
On the podiums of major universities, he exudes residual enthusiasm for China's military industry. The third oldest, Zhu Jiancheng, has been in politics and has been an educated youth and a village chief. Although he is still a deputy provincial level in his fifties, compared to ordinary people, he has already
It's unattainable.
Three sons-in-law, the eldest son-in-law Nalan Zhenhai is the third son of the Nalan family, and the second son-in-law He Wen comes from a scholarly family and is also a famous painter in China. Only the third son-in-law Ye Yichen has no family background, but he is also successful with his own hard work.
Donghai has created quite a fortune.
As for the grandchildren, they are even more prosperous in politics, business and academic studies.
The wealth of a so-called wealthy family cannot be accumulated by one or two generations of hard work.
As the eldest, Zhu Jianguo first raised his glass and made a toast, "Dad, I wish you happiness every year and happiness every year."
Mr. Zhu picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "I think back then, old man, I was a person who couldn't pour a pound of liquor, but now I'm no longer as brave as I used to be."
The second eldest brother, Zhu Jianmin, also picked up his wine glass: "Dad's body looks better than my eldest brother and I, and his style is still the same as before."
The old man laughed loudly: "You two can just take a sip. Jianguo is almost seventy years old and you are sixty-five. You should take good care of your health."
The third child, Zhu Jiancheng, also picked up his glass: "Dad, I will retire next year, how about I move in with you for company?"
Mr. Zhu waved his hand. The whole family knew that the third child was henpecked and had never dared to speak loudly in front of his wife. "Don't talk nonsense here. Zhu Heng's wife is about to give birth. If you don't take care of your grandson, your wife will
It would be weird to peel off your skin."
Zhu Jiancheng smiled awkwardly, "Dad, don't underestimate me, I still have a say in the family."
Nalan Zhenhai said jokingly: "Third brother, please keep your voice down." He said, pouting towards the other table. "Be careful, Third Sister-in-law hears it."
Zhu Jiancheng straightened his neck and said, "So what if I hear it? What can she do to me?"
He Wen said with a smile: "I heard that third brother has become the director of the department."
"What's wrong with the director? I'm still the director now"!
Mr. Zhu laughed heartily. Once a year, he likes to see and hear his sons and sons-in-law chatting like this. The people at this table, whether they are sons or sons-in-law, are considered to be upper-class figures in society. They are usually cautious in what they say and do.
He is always quarrelsome with others, and there are very few opportunities for him to joke and chat without any scruples like today.
Ye Yichen picked up the wine glass and said, "Dad, I want to toast you too. I wish you good health and a smile."
Mr. Zhu nodded with a smile, "No matter how hard it is for me, old man, I always smile. Yi Chen, I hope you don't keep a straight face all day long. We are all a family, and family ties are more important than anything else."
Nalan Zhenhai said jokingly: "Dad, Yi Chen's anger from back then is still not gone."
Ye Yichen said lukewarmly, "The Nalan family has a big business. How can I, a powerless little person, be able to climb so high?"
Nalan Zhenhai laughed loudly, picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Ye Yichen, "Brother-in-law, at that time, my brother-in-law had no eyes for gold and jade. Now it seems that you are also among the best, so I will help you."
Ye Yichen clinked glasses with Nalan Zhenhai expressionlessly, and said lukewarmly: "I can't afford the compliment from my eldest brother-in-law. At the beginning, you wanted Chunying to marry the Xiao family, who has good relations with Nalan's family.
, increase the power of your Nalan family."
Nalan Zhenhai smiled awkwardly, "Yichen, you misunderstood. Who doesn't know that the Nalan family comes from a scholarly family, and I am not as snobbish as you think."
Mr. Zhu coughed. Among the three sons-in-law, the one he disliked the most was Nalan Zhenhai. I used to think that the Nalan family was a good family, but as I got closer, I realized that there was something wrong with the scholarly nature of this family.
When Ye Yichen pursued Zhu Chunying, his whole family, including him, opposed it. Among them, the eldest daughter and his wife were the most opposed. In fact, he was born in a poor family and did not have much sectarian views. If it hadn't been for the influence of Nalan Zhenhai
Even though he was misled, he would not be confused and objected vigorously, which led to the estrangement between him and Ye Yichen. Among all his children, he believed that he never owed anyone anything, but he only felt a little guilty towards Zhu Chunying and Ye Yichen. In fact, he loved Ye Zixuan especially because Ye Zixuan was with her.
The difference deeply impressed him, but he didn't want to make up for it.
"Yi Chen, it was our fault back then for being biased against you. You and Chunying suffered the consequences of family differences back then, and the lessons from the past are still before our eyes. Old man, I have done some deep self-reflection, and you should not make the same mistake again."
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Ye Yichen was shocked. He vaguely felt that there was something wrong in the old man's words, so he quickly said: "Dad, don't worry about it. How dare I be disrespectful to you?"
Mr. Zhu picked up the wine glass and said boldly: "Come and drink."
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The scene on the ring can only be described as tragic. Both of their faces were distorted by fists. Every time a punch was struck, blood would be sprayed into the air.
It was already silent under the ring, and some timid women covered their eyes and did not dare to look any further.
Xia Zhiqiu was shocked. How much determination and perseverance it took to persist to this level. She suddenly understood Lu Shanmin's thoughts. He was not reckless, but wanted to show everyone in Jiangzhou his determination to move to the Xue family in this way.
This is to express one's stance with one's life, so that those who dislike the Xue family can see that there is such a life-threatening person fighting against the Xue family.
Chen Jing gradually saw a glimmer of hope from his disappointment and despair. Any oath of love or promise was not as good as the proof of action. Previously, he was worried that Lu Shanmin would use the Chen family as cannon fodder to deal with the Xue family, and would leave if he failed.
Now he saw Lu Shanmin's determination to fight to the death, and he believed that Lu Shanmin would fight with them to the end with his life.
Chen Xun's blood boiled. If he followed Lu Shanmin out of helplessness and fear before, now it is completely out of heartfelt admiration. He suddenly felt that the life he had lived in before was too low-end and a complete waste of life. Only then
This is what a real man should look like.
Even a late master of the Moving Mountain Realm like Bai Dou Lang was deeply touched and murmured: "Be brave and diligent, and move forward indomitably. The essence of Waijiaquan's eight characters was vividly interpreted by the two people on the stage."
Yi Xiangfeng clicked his tongue and exclaimed, "It's so cruel."
Hai Dongqing frowned slightly and clenched his hands unconsciously, showing that he was quite nervous inside.
As for the Jiangzhou traditional martial arts community present, most of them felt ashamed of themselves. No wonder Chuanwu was mistaken by many people as a sideshow. Compared to the two people on the stage, their so-called martial arts had long been submerged in fame and profit. Why?
I have experienced such tempering at times. The edge of a sword is sharpened. Without the battle of life and death, how can it have fighting power?
Xue Rong and the others looked solemn. It was a competition that everyone thought they would win, but they didn't expect it to end like this.
In addition to his solemn expression, Xue Meng also had a hint of relief and relief. In this situation, the chance of Xue Liang killing Lu Shanmin on the stage was slim. What was gratifying was that Xue Liang had such a will to fight, regardless of victory or defeat.
There will definitely be a breakthrough after this competition, and the martial arts will become more firm.
In the ring, the battle between the two men continued.
Lu Shanmin's mouth was bleeding with blood, his eyes were so red and swollen that they were narrowed into slits, and the muscles all over his body were so painful that they were almost numb. Xue Liang was not much better either. The corners of his eyebrows were broken, and his cheeks were swollen as if they had been stuffed with two big buns. His chest was not feeling well.
Keep rising and falling, your feet are floating as if you are stepping on the clouds.
Xue Liang gasped and sneered, "Lu Shanmin, you are the only person I have ever seen who is truly not afraid of death, and you are worthy of my attention."
Lu Shanmin looked cold and determined, "I don't dare to die until the Xue family is dead."
"Haha, although I no longer underestimate you, I still think your tone is too loud."
"You still have to have wishes, just in case they come true."
"Very good, we are indeed the same kind of people. You are right, we still have desires. If we persist, I will kill you."
"Remember Tang Fei? He is waiting for you below!"
"Remember Long Yun? He is also waiting for you underground!"
Xue Liang's physical strength has long been close to the critical point. Although Lu Shanmin has internal qi to nourish the acupoints all over his body and has a long qi machine, the heavy blows his body has suffered penetrate into his internal organs, and his body's ability to resist blows is also close to the limit. Xue Liang needs time to recover a little physical strength, Lu Shanmin
It also takes time to relieve the injury.
Marathon runners will not stop and rest immediately after finishing the race, but will gradually recover through slow walking. After the physical energy is exhausted to the critical point, there will be a particularly weak point when the physical energy is exhausted. Only after this point can the physical fitness really start.
recover.
Between a few words of conversation, Xue Liang's feet trembled slightly. Lu Shanmin took a deep breath, he was waiting for such a moment. He snorted coldly and punched with his right arm.
Xue Liang endured the pain in his lungs and took a deep breath. The decline in physical fitness made it impossible for him to dodge the punch, so he could only raise his arm to block it. The power of Lu Shanmin's punch was not necessarily great, but the impact on his arm was
It was like a mountain pressing against the top of the mountain. His already trembling legs suddenly bent and almost fell. Xue Liang's clenched teeth oozed blood. The exhaustion of his body was driven by a strong spirit but he could not fall down.
The punch he punched with all his strength tore apart the muscles all over his body, causing heartbreaking pain. Lu Shanmin held his breath and punched Xue Liang directly in the face again.
Xue Liang was also unable to breathe and punched with trembling fists.
Two limp fists collided together, and both of them staggered back as if they were drunk. One was sweating profusely in pain, and the other was so exhausted that he was breathing more than he could breathe.