The mountain gate of the Leng family is as lively as ever. It’s still the small fence gate blocking the road, and it’s still the old ladies from last time... ahem... the old people who are getting old and immortal, and they look like they are at least four or five years old. A person at the forefront of his generation.
The six old men stared at Lin Chou and Uncle Gun behind him, who was pulling the cart in the void, with somewhat strange expressions.
"Let's just say, did you...and it...enter Mingguang through the regular way?"
"Those little beasts in the city gate building are crazy. How dare they let this... um... enter the base city??"
"Old man, why are you talking to your grandson-in-law? Come on, come on!"
"Ah, yes, yes, the old man is talking to Miss Wei above. No wonder the miss came back to stay yesterday and didn't give us a notice. If we had known that our grandson-in-law was coming, wouldn't we have decorated the mountain?"
Each of the old men held a large jar, which contained wine made from the whip of a bull-headed bull. They laughed so hard at Lin Chou's bribery style that they couldn't help but smile.
Uncle Gun dragged the duck-shit-smelling cart up the mountain in despair, cursing from time to time:
"Hoho~"
"No swearing!"
"Roar, ow, ow!"
"Why don't I just let you pull a car? It's not tiring."
"Ho ho, ho?"
The whole mountain actually has no scenery or scenery. There is a small lake and a waterfall, and then there is the Leng family's ancestral house, which is made of obsidian and looks like a military fortress. The whole mountain is full of old ladies who retired from the garrison. One after another, either furtively or blatantly, they looked at Lin Chou in their respective areas.
The only two female creatures are Xiao Wu and Xiao Die, whom they had a close relationship with last time. These were specially chosen by Mr. Leng for Leng Han to be responsible for her daily life.
As soon as Xiao Wu came up, she asked with a smile: "Why do you look more reserved than last time?"
Lin Chou: "..."
The smile on Boss Lin's face had stiffened.
How can it be the same? Last time it was just a New Year greeting, but this time there is a risk of visiting the church!
The door was opened by Earl Leng himself, who smelled like the sea. His nose was neither nose nor eyes, as if Lin Chou owed him a lot of money. The corners of Earl Leng's mouth twitched as if he was trying to squeeze out a smile or something, that out-of-control The facial muscles made Xiao Wu take half a step back.
"Here? Come in! Well, old man, Lin Chou is here!"
There were not many lights on in the hall. The various luminous pearls on the metal walls and the starry sky patterns inlaid with various source crystals on the roof stirred up clouds of faint light and dust, hanging down from the roof like waterfalls.
Prince Leng stood in the middle of the hall. The lean Prince Leng, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, looked more like a lump of tempered steel or a sculpture. He had a pair of extremely big and bright triangular eyes with scorching eyes.
"You little bastard, why don't you come here once a year?" Prince Leng tilted his head and looked out the window at Li, who was unloading the cart, and the two maids who were busy pulling bamboo shoots for Gungun: "What's the point of getting such a big cart?"
Why is this scene so weird? It’s completely different from what I imagined before!
Lin Chou was vomiting madly in his heart, his brain was dizzy and he mixed garlic in his mouth: "Well... I caught a pair of Qiongqi swans for the old man... There are no high-end geese in Zushan... A few pairs of exotic beasts, and ingots Jewelry, dried seafood, dried fruits...”
"My name is your uncle!" Earl Leng's eyebrows stood up when he heard this, and his eyes showed a murderous ferocity: "Where are you, little bastard, with these three books and six jobs? Did you just pull a car here?" "
"Go away, you little brat! Which one are you scolding?"
Prince Leng waved his hand like a duck, and the arrogant Earl Leng was immediately shot away.
It can be seen that the old man has been working very hard to maintain a kind-hearted image, and all his unhappiness and irritability are used to smack his son away: "Okay, I like to be straight, sit down, sit down, don't be nervous, Han." Han will be down in a moment."
Then he raised his voice and shouted: "That little bastard outside the door, go and ask if everyone is here. Damn it, there is no one to accompany the guests. What does it look like? Those who don't know think that our old Leng family is neglecting their new son-in-law." !”
After shouting such a sentence, the old man and the young man sat upright in front of the tea table in front of the sofa, as if praying.
"Well, Lin, drink tea!"
"Ah, drink, I drink."
"Eat fruit!"
"Ah, eat..."
"..."
"..."
The air seemed to have solidified, and the scene was solemn but there was a hint of comedy, and there was also an embarrassment in the comedy that was as if slime had poured juice on it.
It wasn't like this last time I came here...
It's generally accepted that Lin Chou doesn't like to chat and doesn't know how to chat, but the way Mr. Leng scolded Fang Qiu while chatting last time was deeply imprinted in Boss Lin's mind. There was nothing like the sound of a sweat bead falling to the ground and smashing into pieces now. Can you hear clearly?
When Wei Qingyu came down from the top, he almost laughed out loud when he saw the two men arguing: "You...what are you doing? We just had a fight? Who won?"
Lin Chou and Mr. Leng exhaled heavily at the same time, but the other party heard them clearly, and their faces turned red again.
Mr. Leng coughed and couldn't help but murmured with regret: "Mom, there must be a woman in this family..."
Wei Qingyu: "I will contact Mo Hongniang right now, and I will take over your business!"
"..."
In just two sentences, the indoor temperature instantly returned from Antarctica to the equator.
Leng Han rarely wore an elegant misty blue embroidered long dress, and carefully put on the makeup that would appear in the eyes of a straight man. Anyway, Lin Chou looked the same as without makeup, but she felt more bolting...
Lin Chou saw the two of them when they came down the stairs, and stayed still for a long time...
As he walked down, the willows were blown by the fairy air, but when he stood in front of Lin Chou, he missed something. Leng Han was actually wearing plush slippers made of a big-eared bunny, and he was wearing the wrong ones, a pair of bunny, A pair of Kumamon bears, inside the slippers is a pair of small white socks with rolled edges.
Not only Lin Chou noticed it, but Wei Qingyu also saw it.
Wei Qingyu didn't care to adjust the atmosphere by making jokes between Lin Chou and Mr. Leng, who were both staring. He tightened the two-finger pliers viciously on Leng Han's waist. His eyebrows were raised and his almond-shaped eyes were wide open. He squeezed out some ice cream from between his teeth. Voice: "I put on your makeup for three hours! Three whole hours! You do this to me? Where are the shoes? Where are the shoes? Where are the shoes I found for you! Did you eat them??! "
"Itchy..." Leng Han straightened his back suddenly, as if he was electrified: "It's too high, I'll... I'll fall... Let go... I really want to laugh out loud. !
"
"What a shameless little brat! You still have the nerve to laugh? How can you laugh at your age? Lin Zi might turn around and tell you how to laugh at you!"
"I still feel more embarrassed if I fall..."
"You are like a rotten tree! The old man notified so many people to come here, and then you just wear slippers to entertain them? You are such a promising person! Wait for your death!"
"..."
