"She called him grandpa? She was so respectful. This is Sister Xin'er's grandpa? Why did she walk like a ghost? There was no movement at all!"

"He...is Mr. Chen Bo? A master who is good at Tai Chi?"

Tang Ning was really good at Tai Chi, or was he really the imagined Tai Chi master? Although this is Chenjiagou and the Chen family, not everyone in the Chen family must practice Tai Chi. But since he is the oldest and highest-ranking old man in the Chen family, he is also introverted and has no edges. His eyes are deep but calm as water, and there is no wave in ancient wells. Compared with his aunt's external image, it seems to be the legendary return to nature. If he can reach this level, if he is not an ordinary old man, then he is the only master he has seen so far besides his aunt. A true master, a master of national martial arts!

I couldn't feel the depth of the old man's blood, nor did he have any fluctuations in his vital energy. He could shield his breath so deeply, so he was naturally at will. What realm he reached? The peak of the dark energy? Or the magic, magic? Tang Ning didn't dare to think about it. He is higher than the middle level of the dark energy, and for him, he is a legendary master. Not to mention the legendary level of magic and magic!

As Chen Xier who was standing away from her seat exclaimed, Zhou Yu and Tang Ning also stood up quickly. Holding their breath, although the old man's expression was gentle, natural and calm, and even his thin lips were slightly raised, with a faint smile, and he looked very peaceful, the two of them still dared not look directly at him. They followed around the chair, with a respectful attitude and a respectful attitude. Behind Chen Xier, who was bowing to salute, stood side by side with some restrained expression, lowering his head slightly, gaze up, and quietly looked at the thin old man in front of him who was walking silently, as if he suddenly appeared indoors.

He is less than 1.6 meters tall, with a face shape with a slightly pointed chin and a not wide forehead, but smooth and flat. His eyebrows are thick and dark, and the distance between the eyebrows and eyes is unusually close. His eyebrows seem to grow on his eyelids, with strange appearance. His ears are not small, and his ears are round and thick. His nose bridge, thin lips, and his thin cheeks appear to have protruding cheekbones. Although his face is not plump and there is no more flesh between the skin and bones, his pores are even, his skin is rosy and shiny. Not only does he have age spots, but he is not even common.

The hair from the forehead to the back of the head was fluffy and soft, black in color, only the temples were stained with a little white frost, and the washed white hair was faded with gray cloth, the same color was bloomers, the legs were tied with black suede thin-soled cloth shoes, and the cuffs were high. The whole night was sunny, and the martial arts masters in the Republic of China were dressed up. However, after all, his temperament and image were contrasted with the furnishings of these ancient tables, chairs, porcelain, pots and flowers in the room, and the flavor of ancient style and charm was revealed from the bones.

"Grandpa, why are you here? It seems that the lunch break is not yet time?" In front of grandpa, Chen Xiner's behavior was very similar to a well-educated lady. She was very ladylike, but she was a little restrained.

Old Man Chen's eyes were full of kindness and laughed: "Who else dares to go to my house to wake me up?"

"Is it Jiuer? That girl, she..."

Old Man Chen waved his hand and said, "Don't blame her. If it weren't for that girl, I wouldn't have thought that I would have brought so much confusion to Xin'er. Sorry, Xiner, it's all because of my grandfather's own decisions and I didn't understand your feelings. This matter has passed. You can go back to Tibet tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Chen Xiner's eyes suddenly turned red. Her hands were holding each other at a loss, lowered her head, and whispered: "I'm sorry, grandpa, it's all because Xiner is useless."

She was nervous and excited, and her heart was hard to calm down. Happiness came too suddenly, and she couldn't believe it. She thought that this would embarrass the Chen family, and she was afraid of the battle and tried to escape. This was a shameful behavior that a warrior should not have, and it was also a taboo. It was not only his own personal face, but also the faces of the elders behind her. Even if you have thousands of personal reasons, it was useless.

But I didn't expect that my grandfather, who had always been strict, would be so reasonable and so readily this time. He even spoke up to allow himself to return to the Tibetan medical team. Chen Xiner's tears couldn't stop rushing out of her eyes, falling on the back of her hand and in her palm.

"Okay, kid, don't cry. It's been my grandfather's fault for being a grandfather, and I won't force you anymore. Do whatever you want. If you want to practice the Chen family's boxing skills, continue. If you don't want to, do your research."

"Grandpa!" Chen Xiner threw herself into the arms of Mr. Chen with tears, and shed tears.

Old Man Chen patted the back of his own granddaughter and said, "Okay, don't let the two friends laugh."

I was in love for a moment and forgot that there were two outsiders around me. Chen Xiner's face was blushing and hot. She quickly left her grandfather's arms, turned around and wiped the tears from her face. She said, "Grandpa, please wait a moment, I'll pour you tea."

"No need to be busy, let me introduce these two friends first." The old man's eyes moved to Zhou Yu and Tang Ning.

Before Chen Xiner could speak, Zhou Yu gave a gift first, which was the old-fashioned family-style etiquette. He bowed ninety degrees. Going further, it was the kind of kowtow that the younger generation kowtowed when they paid homage to their close relatives. Although the Hongmen is a gang organization, the components inside were passed down from generation to generation. It is not an exaggeration to describe them as a super family composed of many small families.

"Good old man Chen. My younger brother's surname is Zhou, and I'm from the United States. My family's ancestor Xiaotiangong. I'm sorry, I came to the door to bother me before I had posted it before."

Old Man Chen's eyes suddenly opened, and a divine light flashed, and a hint of surprise and surprise appeared in his eyes. He said excitedly: "Oh, are you from the United States? Is your grandfather Zhou Xiaotian? You are Xiaotian's grandson? So you are from the Hongmen? Brother Xiaotian has always been good? Are you still busy with the messy things in the gang? He probably...well, he should be seventy-two this year, right?"

"Thank you for your concern. My grandfather Nian Geng is seventy-two. He has stopped engaging in worldly affairs since ten years ago. He is not lazy in practicing martial arts every day and is healthy."

"Well, that's good! I'm not dead. That old guy with a cannon temper should be even more lively when he comes. Haha."

"Well, yes, senior, let me introduce you." Zhou Yu pulled Tang Ning and said, "This is my best friend, Tang Ning. He is from the Northeast."

"Hello, Senior Chen. Junior Tang Ning." Tang Ning originally thought about whether he should be greeted by people in the world. His fingers trembled twice, and his arms were about to move, but then he thought, in front of an old man, would it make people feel that his habits in the world are too strong and too robbed? No, the practice of holding the fists seems not appropriate at present, and the occasion is not right. So he bowed.

It was not as exaggerated as Zhou Yu. He bent his waist down ninety degrees at once. He just bowed in front of him. For strangers who were first meeting, this level of etiquette was enough. Although he lacked some of the innate temperament of aristocratic families on Zhou Yu, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and had extraordinary performance.

Old Man Chen's eyes were on Tang Ning for a while and said, "Okay, you are not bad, my friend! Come on, come on, everyone comes over to sit down. My old man came suddenly, I hope it didn't disturb your interest in talking. Xin'er, go and get my Dahongpao. After taking a meal with my old friend, I will try it with this little friend Tang Ning."

"Okay, grandpa." Chen Xier was slightly stunned. Dahongpao, the most top treasure among tea, was the royal tribute dedicated to the palace, and the favorite of the romantic emperor Qianlong. Today, society is even more good things that are difficult to buy even if you have money. Grandpa doesn't have much inventory. The old friends were not willing to take it out to drink it when they were discussing a few days ago. Now it's a cheaper two young boys. However, she didn't hesitate, nodded slightly at Zhou and Tang, and left gracefully.

"Senior, you..." Zhou Yu smiled bitterly and said, "Why don't you forget it? No matter how good the tea is, it's like a cow chewing peonies!"

"It's not about age or age. Besides, you are an old friend who has not seen you for decades, and the other is a strange boy with excellent roots and bones. You should take out some good things to treat you. Come, come, stop talking nonsense, come and sit here quickly and talk with me."

"Then...hehe, thank you, senior, you're more respectful than obedient."

"Don't let the seniors call you, it makes people feel alienated. I had a close relationship with Xiaotian and broke through the Japanese guns and bullets together. I don't know how many life and death crises I experienced. It was a life and death friendship that did not deteriorate with the years and months. His juniors are my relatives, just like the girl Xin'er, just call me grandpa. My friend Tang, so do you."

People should not behave like a person. This old man is not easy to get close to. To put it bluntly, his face, eyebrows, eyes, and facial features give people a little sinister first, but he speaks very kind and approachable.

Mr. Chen faced the main entrance and sat in the main seat, Tang Ning was on the left and Zhou Yu was on the right to accompany him. His expression was slightly relaxed, and he was no longer as reserved as before.

Soon, Chen Xiner returned here again with a set of purple clay tea sets. She put the things on the table and started making tea on site. Drinking tea, oh, no, drinking tea depends not only on the quality of the tea, water quality, tea set, but also on the skillful skills of tea brewers. Different people must taste different from the taste of the tea brewed.

During this period, Mr. Chen was quite curious about Tang Ning who could defeat Chen Jiuer. Because he knew what Chen Jiuer was practicing, it was something different from pure martial arts. It was very magical and strange and unpredictable. Tang Ning's ability to defeat her made Mr. Chen pay attention to this young man. This is also one of the reasons why he came here.

Therefore, he kept striking indirectly to find out his origins. Because in the Northeast, especially Heilongjiang, there are no particularly famous martial arts masters in China. But if Tang Ning's skill and cultivation are not good teachers, he will definitely not be able to train him.

After Zhou Yu asked Tang Ning with his eyes and obtained his consent, he said frankly: "Grandpa Chen, my close friend's elder, you may have heard of it."

"Oh, tell me."
Chapter completed!