"That's it! It's the same tea, and the money I paid for buying tea is all my brother!" Duan Hu muttered dissatisfied.

Duan Dehai was speechless, glaring at his grandson fiercely, and sat there drinking tea to relieve his anger.

Zhang Lang's grandfather, grandfather, and Secretary Su were drinking tea with a smile, looking at the awkward grandfather and grandson, without saying a word.

But Duan Dehai's old face was a little too late. This matter was a mess. He felt that his grandson had his own pockets and took the tea that the wolf cub had bought for home to respect him. As a result, his own trouble exposed the fact that his grandson had his own pockets.

Zhang Lang also smiled bitterly. This unlucky child cannot say one less.

"Old Master Duan, Hu Zi brings tea home to filial piety. I know that I asked Hu Zi to take it back to filial piety!" Zhang Lang smiled and smoothed out the situation.

"I said to old people, this tea leaves are no different from the big-leaf tea I usually drink. It just looks good when soaked in a tea cup! I will make you angry for the sake of ordering tea leaves!" Zhang Lang's grandfather teased.

"What do you know? This time I went to the emperor to drink! I only produced about two kilograms a year!" Duan Dehai said with a red face.

Duan Dehai is different from Zhang Lang's grandfather and grandfather. Zhang Lang's grandfather and grandfather are both born in hardships. If they weren't relying on the mountains and forests, they wouldn't have thought of practicing martial arts.

Duan Dehai is the head of the Bagua Sect. Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, Duan Dehai's family was definitely a landlord class. It can be said that they are rich and well-dressed, and their emphasis on food, drinking and clothing is a habit developed since childhood.

As for Duan Dehai joining the revolution, it was normal. In those days, many students, rich young masters and landlords devoted themselves to the ** career.

"Grandpa, is it time to eat?" Zhang Lang hurriedly changed the topic and stopped discussing the matter about tea.

"Okay! Then start eating!" Zhang Lang's grandfather stopped holding Duan Dehai. After all, he was an old friend. I would say something to tease him. It's OK! If you say too much, it will hurt your feelings.

"Wolf cub, what delicious food was made at noon? I smelled the fragrance through the lid of the pot!" Secretary Su naturally asked his senior brother and followed Zhang Lang's words.

"Grandpa Su, there are wild fish and soaked buns! There are also venison sauce for everyone to serve the wine and food!" Zhang Lang said as he lifted the lid of the pot and started serving everyone the rice.

The wild fish steamed buns were served in a coarse porcelain bowl, each person was one bowl, and the venison sauce was cut into slices, and a coarse porcelain bowl was filled with it, and placed on the stone table for everyone to enjoy.

"Smell! So fragrant! The wolf cub's skills are really good! The wild fish is stewed on the heat!" Secretary Su took a sip of the milky white fish soup and praised with his thumb.

"That's it! My grandson, when he was eight years old, would get a rabbit pheasant and roast it yourself! And he was filial. He never forgot to bring some back to me and his breasts after roasting the rabbit pheasant." Zhang Lang's grandfather proudly promoted Zhang Lang's glorious deeds.

Drinking fish soup, eating soft-soaked barbecue, and drinking a drink of venison with sauce. The four old men rested for a while after dinner, and then started to make a fuss and continue the competition.

In the afternoon, Zhang Lang gave them the title of killing pheasants, which was also a person who fired ten bullets, and only allowed to hit pheasants.

In the next few days, Zhang Lang accompanied the four old men around the mountains during the day and went home to accompany his wife to do things. His life was so comfortable.

As for the county’s notice on the meeting, Zhang Lang didn’t take it seriously at all. In a word, I accompanied the old men into the mountain, I don’t know.

Whatever you like.

The old men's competition questions are also different. They fight hares today, hazel grills tomorrow, flying dragons the day after tomorrow, and roe deer the day after tomorrow. Anyway, there are definitely many animals in the forests in the northeast, and there are several species of pheasants, and they will be the same as they are in one day, but they will not be the same as one month.

After a few days of hitting the small animals, the old men began to get bored. "It's not interesting to just hit these little creatures. I said, "I'm going to fight wild boars tomorrow."

Grandpa Zhang Lang’s proposal was unanimously agreed by the three old men.

Zhang Lang definitely can't agree. Is it a joke to beat a wild boar?

No matter how good the old men are in and out of their kung fu, they are old and their skills are no more flexible than young people.

If this is a bit of a mistake, he will not be able to bear this responsibility.

Although as a land father-in-law, he is completely sure to be foolproof, it will increase the risk of his exposure.

This is not in Xiangjiang. It is okay to promote the land father-in-law in the village, but it is a bit shocking to let him show his ability to save people.

"Grandpa, Grandpa Su, Mr. Duan, if you think it's not enough to beat rabbits and pheasants, then let's go and fight sika deer tomorrow, and just forget about the wild boar! The Wild Boar Ridge is more than ten miles away from the mountain road!"

"What? Don't you believe in our skills? Why don't we two men compete?" The four old men have been crazy these days, and Duan Dehai actually shouted and gestured with Zhang Lang.

"Haha! Mr. Duan, are you gesturing with me?" Zhang Lang smiled.

"What's wrong? I look down on me old man? Let me tell you, old man, I have already touched the edge of Gangjin! It is possible to enter Gangjin at any time!" Duan Dehai showed off proudly.

Duan Dehai has been at the peak of Huajin for more than ten years. With Zhang Lang's large amount of monkey wine supply, he finally felt that the bottleneck began to loosen and couldn't help but start to show off.

"Senior Brother, have you touched the way of Gangjin?" Secretary Su said excitedly.

Gangjin is the innate. After the founding of the country, their Bagua Sect became a second-rate sect because they did not have Gangjin masters.

"Awesome! Awesome!" Zhang Lang praised with a smile.

"How is it? You know it's amazing! Don't worry, with me here, there will be no problem!" Duan Dehai patted his chest and promised.

"Old Master Duan, is this the case with Gangjin?" Zhang Lang smiled and raised his hand and exuded a finger force, "Puff!" A finger hole appeared on the stone.

"You........................!" Duan Dehai pointed at Zhang Lang, opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't speak.

"Haha!" Zhang Lang's grandfather, grandfather, smiled happily, stroking his beard.

The two of them have no masters, they practice crop styles, and they will only be secret energy after a lifetime.

But they are proud that their grandson is a master of Gangjin.

"Wolf cub, have you broken through Gangjin?" Secretary Su asked in surprise after a long time of long time.

"Yes! It's just Gangjin, it's nothing difficult!" Zhang Lang said indifferently.

"It's not difficult. I've been practicing for a lifetime and I just touched the edge!" Duan Dehai's old face turned red and he cursed in his heart.

This face made me slap. I just brag about to break through the Gangjin, but I was too slow to say that I had already broken through.

"No! When I saw you two years ago, you hadn't made any breakthrough yet! How could it be so fast? And they all achieved the power of the stimulation!"

"I just returned from my career at that time, and I broke through not long after I came back! Don't forget that my master is an old god!" Zhang Lang smiled and carried his master out.
Chapter completed!