When everyone was about to start a fight, Wang Yongfu, one of the two old men, suddenly twitched, rolled his eyes, and then his body suddenly softened.
Zhang Jiangang was also frightened at this moment. "Old man, don't scare me! Are you even touching my porcelain?"
Breaking out in a cold sweat, Zhang Jiangang fell down in the next moment, "Ah ah ah ah, my heart." Covering his heart, Zhang Jiangang slowly sat down on the ground and lay down. He thought the other party was touching someone.
Don't talk about him, it's the same for everyone else.
Everyone has a black hair.
They also noticed that Zhang Jiangang was still looking at him secretly with his eyes squinted.
How disrespectful are these two old guys! Bah!
But at this moment, "The medicine is with me. It's in my pocket." Wang Yongfu said, foaming at the mouth, pointing to the pocket on his chest.
After hearing this, everyone immediately felt that something was wrong.
Wang Lifang felt a chill on her back, and then hurriedly rummaged through Wang Yongfu's pocket. The next moment, a bottle of quick-acting Jiuxin Pills was found.
When she saw it, Wang Lifang was startled and hurriedly stuffed it into Wang Yongfu's mouth.
At the same time, Zhang Jiangang squinted his eyes and was shocked. Buying skins, you Lao Wang really want to trick me. How dare you show off with such a low defense!
Seeing that Wang Yongfu finally recovered after taking the Su-acting Jiuxin Pill, he was panting heavily, as if he had walked away from the gate of hell. Zhang Jiangang breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Comrade Wang recovered.
But on the other side, seeing Zhang Jiangang still lying on the ground with his eyes closed, Wang Yongfu almost fainted again.
Wang Lifen and Yin Xiaolei knew that Zhang Jiangang was pretending, but they didn't know that Wang Yongfu had just fainted. Another one, Xiao Lele, didn't know either. She was so frightened that she cried. She lay on Zhang Jiangang and cried loudly, calling her grandpa.
"Quick, quick, give him one! Hurry, hurry up! Damn it, Lao Zhang, don't cheat me. If you don't blame me, everyone will testify for me. If you don't blame me, haha~" Wang Yongfu was really scared.
He was afraid of losing his life.
But halfway through the shouting, Comrade Lao Wang stopped shouting.
Because at this moment, Zhang Jiangang, who was lying on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief and got up. His eyes followed Wang Yongfu who was sitting on the ground.
"Lele, don't cry. Grandpa is fine. Grandpa ate the top of the pile. It's fine." First he touched his precious granddaughter's little head distressedly, and then Comrade Lao Zhang looked at Lao Wang, who was lying on the ground and had just returned from the hell gate.
"I'm not talking about you, Lao Wang, but you still want to fight with me, Lao Zhang? Do you have the strength?"
Pointing at Lao Wang, Comrade Lao Zhang started training directly, as if he were training his grandson.
Wang Yongfu blushed and tried to hold himself up to continue scolding.
"Mad, you beep again! If you beep again, I will kill you again. Do you believe it? You have just recovered, and I have just been discharged from the hospital!"
Wang Yongfu's mouth twitched twice and then closed.
One is scared, fearing for his life. The other is really out of energy, as the effect of Suxiao Jiuxin Pill has not yet been fully exerted.
The old man who was just going back and forth with me was now looking at me and me, and no one dared to speak.
Everyone was speechless, and Yin Xiaolei even covered her face. She really didn't expect that her father-in-law had such a side. He actually subdued the Longteng community's Pengci'er Wang and the community's supreme old bastard, and made him lose his temper.
I really didn’t expect that my father-in-law is a worse scoundrel than Lao Wang, Yin Xiaolei sighed.
But at the same time, Yin Xiaolei felt a little uncomfortable. Especially when she heard that Wang Yongfu had just scolded her father-in-law, scolding her and her husband for living in a small dilapidated house. The elderly and children, who were over thirty, took the bus to go out to play.
Although she is not satisfied with this kind of living situation, Yin Xiaolei has never felt inferior because of it. Living by earning money with her own hands, there is nothing inferior and shameful about it.
But whether it's a slap in the face or not, Yin Xiaolei's face was really a little offended, especially when she was killed in front of so many people.
At this moment, Yin Xiaolei seemed to be a little uninterested, and she didn't even have that much impulse to go to the beach. Her good mood was really ruined, as if there was a knot in her heart.
The two old men were helped up or stood up on their own, making the situation a bit awkward.
"Old Wang, you too, Xiaolei and Lele are here. What you just said was too unpleasant." Wang Lifen broke the deadlock and scolded Wang Yongfu.
"That's Lao Wang. Lao Zhang's son and his family are already living a tired life. You still talk about them in front of so many people. You are indeed going too far." Several other old men also said.
"I~" Wang Yongfu wanted to retort, but the medicine was not effective enough and was boring.
"Okay, okay, let's stop talking. Lao Zhang, you and Lele and the others should go to the beach to play quickly. It won't take long to go back and forth from such a distance." At the same time, he glanced at Zhang Jiangang and Wang Lifen and said.
This family is so tired, Wang Lifen also sighed.
Although she knew that people were saying good things for her, she didn't know why Yin Xiaolei felt more and more uncomfortable the more she heard them. Because she knew that this was sympathy. The saddest thing in life is that she clearly doesn't need sympathy, but outsiders sympathize with and even pity her.
"Dad, why don't you chat with Aunt Wang and the others here? I can just take Lele to the beach alone, otherwise we won't have enough time." At this moment, Yin Xiaolei shook her head and was about to leave with her daughter. She didn't want to stay.
Here it is.
After being stunned for a moment, Zhang Jiangang also sighed. Naturally, he could feel his daughter-in-law's emotions.
"Okay then, spend more time with Lele." Zhang Jiangang nodded.
I wanted to go with him, but after taking a look at his daughter-in-law's condition and looking at Xiao Lele, Zhang Jiangang gave up.
Let the mother and mother play together more. The young couple usually spends too little time alone with their granddaughter.
At the same time, Zhang Jiangang also changed his mind and blamed himself for not having cursed so much in front of his granddaughter just now.
Seeing that his daughter-in-law and granddaughter were gone, Zhang Jiangang breathed a sigh of relief.
I also wanted to curse a few more times, but Zhang Jiang just endured it because he was afraid of killing people. After all, this is a society governed by law, and it is not the turbulent period of the two years when the spiritual energy of the previous life was just revived.
Yes, let’s wait until this old guy recovers and torture him again next time.
However, at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps and voices in the distance.
"This way, this way, that way!" Following the words, several people came over, led by the community security guard.
Some of the people behind him were in military uniforms, some were in neat suits, and they looked extraordinary.
But when he saw Zhang Jiangang, it was nothing. Then Lao Wang's eyes lit up, especially when he saw a mature middle-aged man in a suit.
"Director Jin! Why are you here?" The excited Lao Wang said as he walked forward, wanting to shake hands with the middle-aged man.
Director Jin is the director of the Senior Citizens Cultural Center in Yangcheng District, Donghai City. He is also the leader in charge of this Senior Opera Grand Prix. He is an old acquaintance of mine.
Not only them, but also some old men in the community who had seen Curator Jin recognized him.
Good guy, does the Cultural Center pay so much attention to the program of these old men in our community that they actually came in person! Thinking of this, several old men straightened up and stood up quickly.
In addition, the middle-aged man in military uniform looked familiar to them, but they couldn't name him.
On the other side, Curator Jin glanced at Wang Yongfu and nodded. He shook his hand perfunctorily and then looked at Zhang Jiangang, his eyes brightening.
"Old comrade, you made it easy for us to find you!" Curator Jin walked forward politely, and Curator Jin stretched out his hands directly towards Zhang Jiangang.
While talking, Director Jin shouted very politely to a middle-aged man in military uniform behind him, "Teacher Xu, we found it! This is the old gentleman!"
The next moment, the leader, Teacher Xu, who was wearing a military uniform, walked over excitedly.
"Old comrade! I've found you!" Holding Zhang Jiangang's hand tightly, Teacher Xu, full of literary and military style, said excitedly.
Zhang Jiangang had a text number on his forehead and thought, "Who are you?"
"Who are you? Teacher Xu?" As he asked, Zhang Jiangang actually thought of something. After all, he could still recognize the uniforms of civilian soldiers and regular soldiers.
"Old comrade, I am from the Donghai City-Northern Fleet Naval Art Troupe. My name is Xu Da."
"Old comrade, Mr. Xu Da is a famous tenor singer in the East China Sea, and he is now the deputy leader of the Northern Fleet Art Troupe." Director Na Jin promptly added.
Xu Da!
At this moment, the other old men suddenly remembered, no wonder they seemed familiar just now, but they couldn't name him.
Isn't this the tenor singer who sang "Ocean Soldiers"? It turns out that he is the deputy leader of the Northern Fleet Art Troupe!
And Zhang Jiangang had some impressions, but they were a little vague. In addition, Zhang Jiangang remembered that all the major army art troupes in his previous life had been disbanded, but he didn't expect that they were still there on this earth.
"Old comrade, you must have been a soldier before, right? The song "We Soldiers" that you sang online is so good. It really sings the glory and pride of our soldiers! This is a true soldier's song
Song! By the way, old comrade, what do you call me?"
Holding Zhang Jiangang's hand tightly, Teacher Xu shook his head twice, very excited!
While speaking, Teacher Xu also looked back at the few people who came with him, and everyone nodded in deep agreement.
Sure enough it was because of that song!
the other side.
Especially Wang Yongfu, he was dumbfounded. That was the Northern Fleet Art Troupe, a famous singer locally and even in the province. No wonder, no wonder Director Jin was so polite to this Xu Da! After all, he was the deputy leader of the Northern Fleet Art Troupe.
But, this Zhang Jiangang, when did he have such shitty luck?
"What song?" several old men muttered.
"How the hell did I know? Didn't you hear the leader said it was a song on the Internet? I don't know how to surf the Internet." Wang Yongfu said with a dark face, but his eyes were fixed on Zhang Jiangang.
At the same time, he quietly approached Director Jin and tried to trick him into asking something, but he took one look at him and ignored him at all.
"Oh, my name is Zhang Jiangang. No, no, I have never been a soldier, but my father did participate in the war to aid Korea. Influenced by my father, I think soldiers should have the pride of soldiers. I just wrote down what I think.
That's all." Zhang Jiangang said on his side.
Indeed, Zhang Jiangang’s predecessor’s father in this life was indeed a veteran.
In addition, although he plagiarized the song "We Soldiers" written by Wang Xiaoling and composed by teacher Zang Yunfei in his previous life, after all, he couldn't live up to others in this life, so Zhang Jiangang simply took it upon himself.
Moreover, it would be a pity if such a passionate song that exudes military brilliance and has positive energy is buried in this world.