Chapter 270: Elegant Man

"To be honest, the air here is much stronger than on the earth..." Old Huang sighed and said, sitting next to the fire, and threw a piece of wood slaughter on the fire from time to time.

"Yes..." Yang Zhengfang also sighed a long time ago, holding a wooden stick and fiddling with the fire, making the fire burn even more vigorously. "The air here is good, and the fire leader is also big..."

"Hehe..." Wei Jianguo smiled mysteriously, leaned over slightly, and whispered: "I just don't know, what kind of wild animals are there, it would be great if I brought my gun to the forest..."

"Huh?" Yang Zhengfang and Lao Huang's eyes became brighter and brighter. Obviously, Wei Jianguo's words touched the itch in their hearts. As they thought about it, they even wanted to get into the forest now and explore it well.

Three heads touched each other, six eyes swept each other, and they were so busy that they didn't know what thoughts were going on.

"Didn't you see those three people?" Zhao Fen hugged her grandson, pulled her son's sleeves, and said to the corners of her mouth to the three people who were putting together, "The three of them must have thought of nothing good..."

"Mom..." Hearing the disdain and contempt in his mother's mouth, Zhang Yang was a little confused and could only ask softly: "What's wrong?"

"That old Huang is simply a stinky hooligan, no worse than him..." It turns out that Zhao Fen still remembers that when he entered the space gate, Lao Huang insisted on being with her.

"Ah?" Zhang Yang opened his mouth wide, and was curious in his heart, and asked softly: "Mom, why did Uncle Huang offend you?"

"He?" Zhao Fen curled his lips and said for a while: "Just be a hooligan..." Obviously, Zhao Fen wanted to talk to her son about other problems about Lao Huang, but after thinking for a long time, she really couldn't imagine what problems did Lao Huang have besides a hooligan...

However, this hooligan is enough to make Zhang Yang angry. If the person who is being a hooligan is an outsider, if he is sure that the party who is being a hooligan will not be substantially hurt, with Zhang Yang's personality, he will definitely watch the show happily next to him, and even make do with him and joke with the hooligan. However, the person who is being a hooligan is his mother...

"Mom, tell me why he is playing hooligan with you..." Zhang Yang said softly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"You know, mom is not a talkative person..." Zhao Fen pondered, first emphasizing his character to his son.

"I know, I know..." Zhang Yang nodded quickly, his voice was extremely light, "You should tell me, how could this old man Huang behave like a hooligan with you?"

Zhang Yang's tone did not dare to be heavy at all. He was afraid that his tone would become louder, which shocked his mother and did not dare to tell him the whole story.

"When you were on Earth just now, you pulled Fangfang into the door. When you all came in, this old man insisted on coming in with me..." Zhao Fen said with a lip silence.

"Uh..." Zhang Yang choked, his face looked strange, "It's because of... this?"

"It's so rogue, I won't see how old I am..." Zhao Fen glanced at Lao Huang disdainfully, then cleared his throat and spit out a mouthful of phlegm, "I'm spit..."

"Uh..." Zhang Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and swallowed it, "Oh my God, this old Huang is so hooligan. After a while, I found a place where no one was, beat him up and gave you anger. What do you think?" The voice was light like a kitten stepping on cotton.

"You can't hit someone..." Zhao Fen said with a small mouth, "This matter cannot be a big deal, otherwise your father will know about it. I will definitely have some ideas, which will not be conducive to the stability and unity of our family. For an outsider, it will be unfavorable to the family's discord and it will not be worth it..."

"Yes, yes..." Zhang Yang responded repeatedly, looking obedient and sensible, but he curled his lips in his heart: "Do you think my dad is so stingy? If such a small thing could make my dad angry and then make him angry, I'm afraid my dad would have been incomplete long ago..."

"Everyone is harmonious and everything will be prosperous. A harmonious family needs everyone to work together to maintain..." Zhao Fenyu educated his son earnestly.

"Yes, yes, yes... You taught me the right lesson..." Zhang Yang nodded vigorously like a kowtower worm, as if he was listening to the instructions.

"Oh..." Zhao Fen sighed, "It's better to have less things than to have more things. They are all from ordinary people. If you can, you should bear it..." There was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

When I heard my mother's helpless sigh, my face turned black and I wanted to cry: "You told me that it is better to have less than anything more. If you can, you will endure it. Why do you still have such a helpless expression? Do you really make me beat Uncle Huang for such a small matter?"

Zhang Yang showed an angry expression on his face, and he said in disrespectfully: "Mom, don't worry, I am your son. Since I was a child, I have listened to you. If you don't let me beat him, that's his luck. Otherwise, I will have to beat him up and take care of himself..."

"Uh..." This time it was Zhao Fen's turn to be shocked. Unexpectedly, his son would follow his words like this. You know, although he didn't want his son to beat Lao Huang, a small lesson could make her feel the breath in her heart. How could she think...

"You are still so obedient. Mom really didn't love you in vain..." Zhao Fen smiled a little reluctantly, "Child, you have to remember that children who love to fight are not good children. If you can tolerate this, that's right. Be calm for a while, take a step back and the sky is wide open..."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Zhang Yang nodded repeatedly, "How dare my son forget the truth that he said? His son always remembers it..."

"..." Zhao Fen pursed her lips and looked at her son. Her eyes were a little unhappy and helpless, but more frustrated. She muttered in her heart: "This little bastard is so slippery. Don't you fight? When you were in school, you either broke someone's nose or pulled someone's hair off, and when it came to your mother's business, you turned upside down the good baby..."

"Haha..." Zhang Yang laughed, "Mom, I'll talk to my godfather and others..." As he said, his ears leaned against my mother's ear, "If I have the chance, I will avenge you. Although I can't beat him up, I have to make him look ugly..."

"No, no, no..." Zhao Fen's face was filled with joy, but she kept 'persuading', "We are here. If you tease someone, it will be too obvious and it will be easy for people to see that no matter what we say now, we are all colleagues who work for Yang Ming, so don't affect the relationship between colleagues in the future..."

"Mom, you're still sensible..." Zhang Yang looked like he was being taught, but his brows frowned, "But, you are so irresistible that you don't care about him, but if you don't give you this tone, your son will never feel at ease in your life..." As he said that, Zhang Yang sighed, showing unusual reluctance on his face.

"Or..." Zhao Fen pondered for a moment, "Just teach me a little lesson, it can't be too serious..."

"I know!" Zhang Yang smiled and responded softly, walked towards Yang Zhengfang and the others, with his back to his mother, but he showed a bitter smile, muttering in his heart: "Uncle Huang, don't blame me, as for the other one... Uncle Wei or godfather?"

"Oh!" Zhang Yang muttered in his heart, walked to the heads of the three who were close to the pair, sighed softly, and his two big hands patted the backs of two of them heavily, and said with a smile: "What are you three old men muttering about here? I'll get involved with you too!"

"hiss……"

The sound of gasping in the air came from Yang Zhengfang and Lao Huang at the same time. Zhang Yang's slap was so painful. Eighty-most of them could make red marks. Yang Zhengfang stared at him and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing with such great energy? This is a living person, not the pork on the chopping board..."

"This young man has a lot of strength..." Old Huang grinned in pain and frowned.

"Hehehe..." Zhang Yang smiled embarrassedly, and said timidly: "Sorry, I didn't control it for a while, and it made me feel a little bigger. Are you okay?" After saying that, he looked at his mother and saw that she was smiling with satisfaction. He turned around with the child in his arms. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He just slaps. Even if he was not satisfied, he could not slap again, otherwise, the one who got beaten would be your son.

Zhang Yang's timid appearance made the three of them have goose bumps all over their bodies.

"It's okay, it's okay, you kid, you must remember, we are all old people, not like you guys..." Yang Zhengfang said with a grin.

"You kid, you are so cruel. The back pain is so painful..." Old Huang said with some dissatisfaction.

"Sorry, sorry..." Zhang Yang bowed repeatedly and smiled flatteringly: "Didn't I think you three are discussing something fun? I heard something like "beating the hair" or "smashing the trap"..."

"Shh..." As soon as Zhang Yang said, he saw three old men standing up their index fingers in front of their mouths together.

Zhang Yang was frightened by this momentum and couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly.

"You kid, don't be so loud..." Yang Zhengfang stared at his eyes, his voice was extremely low, and he looked around like a thief, as if he was afraid that someone would hear it, "We are not familiar with us here. If Qingqing and Fangfang knew that we were going to wander around the forest, we would be done..."

"You kid, you mess around when you come. If you dare to talk nonsense, see how I let you kid brother deal with you..." Wei Jianguo stared at Zhang Yang and threatened fiercely.

"Did you ask for it clearly?" Old Huang's index finger was placed under his nose, rubbed it gently, and said leisurely.

"He is my son-in-law. Do you say I can't invite me?" Wei Jianguo's eyes glared out, "No, why should I invite him? I am his father-in-law, so I instruct him, dare he not listen?"

"What if he dares?" Old Huang said with a smile.

"I will let my daughter divorce him, and then the child's surname is the Wei family..." Wei Jianguo said, smirking, his eyes were not focused, obviously he was fantasizing in his heart.

"What are you thinking about? Ah?" Yang Zhengfang was anxious at the time, "You want my grandson to have your surname, you will be your next life..."

If it weren't for fear of hearing it, and deliberately lowering the voice, Yang Zhengfang's voice would definitely be able to spread 80,000 miles, awakening the giant dragons in all directions. Even so, the creaking and gritting teeth could still make people have nightmares.

"People say that it's the same for having boys and girls. I asked my daughter to give birth to a son, my surname is my. Is it illegal?" Wei Jianguo was also a little unhappy.

"With children, we must have the surname of our Lao Yang family. Our Lao Yang family is in full bloom before we can consider whether to give you Lao Wei family evenly..." In the general principle of incense inheritance, Yang Zhengfang would not give in at all.

"You..." Wei Jianguo still wanted to argue, but he really didn't care about this matter.

"You two will give each step forward. Anyway, Qingqing and Yang Ming are young, so they will give birth to a happy life. To give birth to ten or eight fat boys, you two will share the same..." Lao Huang came up with a bad idea.

"Family planning can..." Wei Jianguo stopped in a while and then smiled, "Yes, didn't you say that? The country will relax policies soon. Besides, even if the policies are not relaxed, will they not let them have children here? Hehehe..." As he said that, hehehe smiled.

"Is that right?" Yang Zhengfang kept shaking, "As long as the children are not annoyed, we can't stop them, right?" As he said that, Yang Zhengfang also chuckled.

By the way, no one would think there were too many grandchildren.

"Ahhhh..." Zhang Yang raised his head to the three of them, "Do we go?"

"Where are you going?" Looking at Zhang Yang's mysterious appearance, Lao Huang also unconsciously became mysterious.

"Of course I'm going into the forest..." Zhang Yang said, looking around, "Let's leave now, otherwise Fangfang and the others will come back soon. If we want to leave, we can't leave..."

"Let's go..." The three of them were definitely not dragging their heads. They greeted them with a deep gratitude and the four of them sneaked away.

However, the four people who thought they had walked cleanly and did not leave any tail would never have thought that behind them, a slim figure was always followed by them.

Yang Ming and Zheng Dongfang left the light gate and everything they saw immediately shocked them.

"I wonder who the two are?" A literary voice sounded, and an old man in high-capped and strange clothes bowed to the two people who suddenly appeared and said.

"This is..." Yang Ming didn't care about answering the old man's words at all. He was already blinded by everything in front of him. Here, it was actually a huge garden. The style of the garden was completely Chinese classical beauty. The tree of the world that made them appear here seemed to be the landscape tree in this huge garden. The giant tree a hundred meters high could not show greatness at all. The garden was so big, you can imagine how big this courtyard was.

Looking at the old man in front of him, his dress seemed to be from ancient Chinese people, especially the clothes on him, which were the Hanfu that Yang Ming’s clothing company mainly wore.

Zheng Dongfang was also shocked. He was even worse than Yang Ming. He looked around everything around him and murmured: "We...gudu... can't have traveled to ancient times, right?" The sound of swallowing saliva was extremely loud.

"Who are you? What kind of people are you? What's the point of appearing in Lao Jiu's mansion?" The old man's tone was calm, and he was not surprised at the sudden appearance of Yang Ming and the others.

"Uh..." Yang Ming suddenly came to his senses and bowed, "Old man, we may have come to the wrong place, so let's say goodbye..."

"Let's go..." The old man raised his hand, "Since you two come from the holy tree, you might as well sit in the living room..." As he said that, he made an invitation letter with one hand.

"The style is pretty good, and it also has some ancient Chinese style, otherwise..." Zheng Dongfang said, looking at Yang Ming, "Let's go into the house and sit?"

"Okay..." Yang Ming pondered for a while and nodded, "But we can only sit for an hour at most. After an hour, we must leave..."

Yang Ming still had a scheming in his heart. This planet is obviously a civilized planet. According to the laws of the alliance, it cannot become an agricultural planet. If you are afraid, Zheng Dongfang fell in love with this place and wanted to develop here.

According to the law of the alliance, this kind of behavior is absolutely not allowed, because this behavior will interfere with the civilization process here. Even if people of higher civilizations pay attention to *** and ***, they will unconsciously become upper-class people in the local class and oppress the indigenous peoples.

"Okay, okay..." Zheng Dongfang even claimed it was OK, "I listen to you, I listen to you..."

"Two, please..." The old man bowed a little, and the word "please" had a long tune, which made them have a very ancient charm, which made both of them remember the little brother in the costume TV series, shouting: "Cheer, please..."

Of course, the word "please" was spoken in the old man's mouth, but it was very elegant, not as philanthropic or flattering as the little brother.

The old man guided the two through the pavilion and through the corridor, into an antique living room, and the host and the host took their seats. A maid who was wearing butterflies like flowers and butterflies served the refreshments.

"This tea is produced in Zhongzhou. It is a flower tea made from the scented and cloud flowers formed by the scented and cloud tea trees on Tianwu Mountain. After several processes such as steaming and cooking, it can improve eyesight and can relieve all kinds of poisons. Please use it for two of you..." The old man said, gently lifting the tea leaves with a cover bowl and sip it.

Yang Ming and Zheng Dongfang looked at each other. Yang Ming nodded slightly to Zheng Dongfang, then picked up the tea bowl, imitated the old man, and sipped a sip. Even if the tea was poisonous, it would never hurt them. Their physique was not afraid of any toxins at all.

Seeing Yang Ming nodding, Zheng Dongfang also brought up the tea bowl and sipped it gently as if it were.

"Good tea, it smells so good..." Yang Ming savored the tea and shook his head. In fact, he had no idea what was good about the tea, but there was a fresh fragrance of flowers that gently impacted his taste buds.

"Smack..." Zheng Dongfang took a sip, smashed it and smashed it, "It's indeed a good tea, and it's full of fragrance..." As he said that, he shook his head slightly, looking like 'I'm a master of tea ceremony'.

"Oh?" Yang Ming and Zheng Dongfang's reaction made the calm old man's eyes lit up, and his face showed a shock for the first time, "Can you two taste the fragrance of Guiyun Tea?"

"Of course..." Yang Ming nodded, "There is a faint fragrance in this tea. If you taste it carefully, you can't taste anything. It's really weird..." As he said that, Yang Ming shook his head slightly, with an expression of confusion on his face.

"Hahaha..." Old *** laughed, "The reason why this Guiyun tea is precious is that it is precious in this ray of fragrance that seems to be there or not..." After a pause, the old man explained: "Guiyun flowers, the fragrance of flowers is so strong and gorgeous, it is actually a vulgar thing. However, after many processes, this vulgar fragrance has been faded to nothing, but it has become a very elegant thing, and is eagerly sought after by talented men and beautiful women, and the powerful people of the world..."

"So that's it..." Yang Ming nodded. In fact, he didn't understand at all.

Looking at Yang Ming's expression of "I understand", Zheng Dongfang, who also didn't understand much, was depressed, curled his lips and muttered, "Isn't it just tea?"
Chapter completed!