Restart the Flying Age

The fighting spirit is high again, but the mood is still a bit shocked.

After all, he was doing good deeds with a red heart, but he ended up slamming the door.

Who did you provoke?

The two went downstairs with furrowed brows, and got into the car sullenly.

Wu Tao didn't speak, Song Zhuang didn't start.

Outside the car window, neighbors from the neighborhood in the distance gathered together in groups of three or five, faintly pointing to the enemy in words and talking.

It seems that they are not ignorant of the enemy's affairs.

Thinking of this, Wu Tao's heart suddenly brightened, and his thoughts were instantly understood.

Today’s incident, the unfavorable attendance is really reasonable. Otherwise, with the help of Qiu Xiaotian's two-skinned face and the maintenance of his wife, the things that were so easy to solve would have been settled quietly long ago.

Where is it that everyone knows about the storm?

Besides, the old man Qiu has a family tradition and an ancestral tradition, which is not a last resort and is irreversible, and will never let the family scandals spread.

What's more, my daughter-in-law went out to stand alone with a big belly, and when this matter was said, their faces were dull.

So this matter is extremely difficult to handle today, that's right. After all, freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

At the same time, upstairs 305, the door creaked and opened gently.

Jiang Guiping looked around and saw that there was no figure outside, and a trace of guilt flashed in disappointment. She is a sensible person, knowing that the two children were just out of good intentions, but she was treated as a donkey by her old man.

With a light sigh, he retracted his gaze and was about to close the door, and suddenly there was a photo on the ground from the corner of his eye.

When I picked it up, Jiang Guiping gave a stunned sound. The child's brows and eyes in the photo were almost like his son's appearance when he was a child. And the innocent look in her eyes that day made her brush it, and her tears blurred again.

After all, blood is thicker than water. Although it was only a photo, Jiang Guiping still felt her heart trembling and squeezing.

Gradually, the suppressed cry couldn't be controlled, so that when I cried, my whole body trembled.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Weimin was complaining about his son's going abroad. He didn't know to tell him, his heart was on fire.

Jiang Guiping's courage was 100% added again, but it was just for her son, but now it is for her grandson!

"What's wrong with me? I'm angry, I'm going to die! I'm angry with your stinky temper on the surface of your donkey shit, which prevents your son from going home and your grandson from seeing..." He said, he snapped the photo. , Shot on the coffee table in front of Qiu Weimin.

At 3:15, the number of people in the community gradually disappeared, and they went home one after another to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner.

However, the Crown car has always stopped in place, twenty minutes have passed.

Wu Tao still didn't mean to speak, Song Zhuang couldn't help but suggest, "It's really not possible. Let's go back first. We will discuss this matter later."

Before Wu Tao could speak, An Rong was the first to object: "No! Today is New Year’s Eve, a very critical day. If it can’t be solved today, this matter will only get more and more troublesome in the future. What’s more, Sister Man’s side, everything We couldn't explain to Teacher Qiu what illnesses fell in January."

Wu Tao nodded in agreement.

Song Zhuanghun said indifferently: "Boss, according to me, with their disposition of being an official, then they have to find a bigger official to suppress him! As the saying goes, the senior official crushes people to death, if the leader, Even if it is wrong, he has to listen!"

An Rong tentatively asked, "Are you looking for my dad?"

"Uncle An is not appropriate!" Wu Tao's mind flashed, "but what Uncle Zhuang said inspired me."

He took out his cell phone and dialed Secretary Li's phone again, "In Beijiang, is there any close and authoritative elders living in Old Man Qiu? For example, his teacher, his old boss, etc..."

Secretary Li groaned: "There must be no old boss. As for the teacher, I'm afraid I have to look through his information."

"About how long it will take, I'm very anxious here."

"Mr. Wu, this is hard to say. It will take half an hour at the earliest. If it is slow, it may not be found at all." Secretary Li said conservatively.

At this time, the simple and rude Song Zhuang said again, "Oh, boss, why are you doing that? As I said, just invite the old man at home. Anyway, the old man has been teaching for half his life. Clean up the upstairs. Bit, isn’t it a trivial matter?"

As soon as they finished speaking, Wu Tao and An Rong stared at him, stunned.

Song Zhuang was staring a little hairy, and he couldn't help but said with a guilty conscience: "I just talked about it, if it doesn't work, don't blame me..."

"Why can't it, it's too good!" Wu Tao said excitedly, his father likes to talk all the time when he catches people, he can say three points of reason for unreasonable things, not to mention this kind of big thing that itself takes reason. .

What's more, Wu Tao has also noticed in the past two days that the old man's temperament is a bit low.

Now decisively said: "Uncle strong, go home!"

In just over ten minutes, the Crown Car rushed back to Liyuan Village. At that time, the old man put on his new clothes, with his cuffs closed, and he was shrinking under the porch to bask in the sun, squatting with a boring black around him.

When Da Hei saw the little master coming back, he greeted him with a dash.

I don't know that this time the little master ignored him, but walked to the old man's side, dragged the old man's arm and walked out: "Grandpa, I want to ask you for help today with a major event."

Although the old man is okay, there is still a shelf. When I heard this, I didn't take it seriously, and I didn't move my feet.

Until An Rong got out of the car, he suddenly called to his grandpa and said, "Even Wu Tao can't handle this matter today. Only your old man will go out in person. No, we drove back to invite you!"

In this way, the old man was very useful, half-pushing and half-situating on the car, he began to talk about the glorious past of Chen Zhizhi's chaotic millet again.

Until the car returned to the Tongfuli community, the old man got out of the car with An Rong's support, and then remembered the business this time and said: "Rongrong, what is going on today?"

An Rong was about to tell him everything. Unexpectedly, an old man suddenly appeared next to him. He yelled and exclaimed, "Ms. Wu, is it really you, Ms. Wu?"

This time, the old man Wu Ruichun turned his head back when he heard the sound, and saw the thin and thin old man, squinting his eyes and identifying it hard, and he really recognized him, "Aren't you that little Shengzi?"

"Oh, Teacher Wu, it's really you! That's right, I am Xiao Shengzi, Wang Desheng!" The little old man rushed up, and ignoring the strange gazes of the two of them, he grasped the old man's hand and shook vigorously.

Wu Tao really wanted to release the two of them, because he was really worried that the other party would shake his grandfather.

Fortunately, the two of them didn’t tremble for long. Wang Desheng suppressed his excitement and sighed: "Fifty years have passed in a flash, Teacher Wu, I think you were the dean of our school at the beginning. You played well in basketball and taught again. Wonderful. But privately, we all prefer to call you Teacher Wu..."

"I also can't think of ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After a flash, you all grow so...old."

"By the way, Teacher Wu, are you here today for Xiaominzi's housework?"

"Xiaominzi, is Qiu Weimin also here?"

"No, it's upstairs!" Wang Desheng said with a red light on his face: "The veteran goes out, one can do it! Now you come, I think the family affair of Xiaominzi can be solved by designation. Otherwise, It's really pitiful to see their old couple celebrating the New Year at home."

"What's going on..." The old man looked surprised, An Rong finally got a chance and said the matter briefly.

At this moment, Wu Tao's cell phone rang.

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