On a avenue with few pedestrians, suddenly, there was a soft noise from the side of the road, raising a cloud of smoke.

   "Cough cough cough..."

   Immediately afterwards, a person appeared out of thin air in the dust that was raised.

   An old man who is thin and weak, but with a strange appearance and wearing a gray cloth robe.

   It's just that he coughed twice as soon as he appeared.

  The old man has white hair and beard, and he is carrying a bag behind him. What is strange is that under the bag of such a thin old man, he still carries a sword.

   Then the old man raised his head first, and looked around in a daze, as if he was looking for something.

   But when he saw a courtyard not far to the south, his face was happy, and then he sighed softly:

   "If you don't have time for forty years, I don't know if the eldest brother is still alive."

   Then he frowned and pinched to forget it. After a moment, his brows stretched out and his face showed joy, "Alive, alive, okay, okay!"

   As he said, he waved his sleeves and patted his body, knocked off the dust that fell on it, then stood up straight and tidyed up his clothes, and then he moved towards the courtyard.

   Although he looks like an old man, his feet are not slower than a young and strong guy.

   Along the way, the old man saw that every section of the road, a piece of red cloth was tied to the trunk of the roadside, and some people gathered from all directions towards the courtyard.

   "This... Could it be someone on Songjiazhuang having a happy event today?" The old man said to himself.

   After a short while, he arrived at the gate of the courtyard.

   I saw that the entrance of the Zhuangyuan was covered in red today, firecrackers were crackling at the entrance, guests kept coming to the door, and there were dozens of tables of banquets in the courtyard inside the door, which was very lively.

   At the gate, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a housekeeper with a smile on his face, clasped his fists, welcoming the guests.

   "Who had a happy event in your house today?" The old man asked the middle-aged man before and after coming to the door.

   The man glanced at him and said, "It's the three young masters of my family who got married today, old gentleman, dare you to ask if you are also a guest?"

   After speaking, he took another look at the sword behind the old man.

   "Three young masters?"

   The old man groaned slightly, then clasped his fists and smiled: "I'm not a guest, so please go and tell your host to say that the old man Jiang Ziya is visiting."

   "Old man? Then please stay here for a while."

   The man turned around and walked into the yard when he heard the words. He came out after a while, but this time he came out with an old man who was also old and anxious.

   I saw this old man in a brocade robe and red robe. His figure was a little blessed compared to Jiang Ziya. Before he left home, he kept asking, "Housekeeper Lu, where is my righteous brother?"

   "Big brother, little brother here."

   Jiang Ziya stepped forward and bowed and said with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for many years. I wonder if Big Brother has had a good time these years?"

   The old man who just came out was his eldest brother Song Yiren when he was young.

   "Good, good, good for my brother!"

   Song Yiren helped Jiang Ziya and smiled: "How's your brother doing?"

   said and looked up Jiang Ziya.

   "Brother is okay too." Jiang Ziya smiled.

   Song Yiren stretched out a hand, took a strand of Jiang Ziya's white hair and looked at it. Suddenly he pointed to Jiang Ziya and laughed, "Brother, I haven't seen you for many years, you are old."

   Jiang Ziya also smiled slightly, and said, "Big Brother, are you old too?"

   The two stopped smiling and looked at each other, then both pointed at each other and laughed.

   They laughed without any scruples, tears came out, they looked like two children on the side of the road, attracting surprised eyes from everyone at the door.


   in the lobby.

   Song Yiren and Jiang Ziya joined hands and sat down, then came to the entrance of the hall, and shouted to the two people in the courtyard who were entertaining guests: "Boss and two, don't you come over and meet your Uncle Jiang?"

   One is a middle-aged man in his forties and the other is a young man in his twenties.

   After hearing the words, the two looked at each other and entered the hall. After listening to Song Yiren’s introduction to Jiang Ziya, they hurriedly said:

   "My nephew Song Shan/Song Ze pays respects to Uncle Jiang."

   Jiang Ziya raised his hand and smiled: "Well, good, two nephews please hurry up, don’t be so polite."

   The two stood up.

   Song Yiren said: "You two remember, your uncle Jiang is your father's brother, and you will treat him like me in the future, do you know?"

   Song Shan and Song Ze looked at each other, a strange color flashed in their eyes, and they said in unison: "I see, my father."

   Song Yiren waved his hand: "Well, now you go out to entertain the guests!"

   The two turned and walked back.

   Song Yiren sat down and sighed: "Brothers, you and I have been apart for more than forty years. Now you and I are both old. For my brother, I think we will never see each other in this life. I never wanted to see you again today. It's really a blessing."

   Jiang Ziya felt warm and said: "After the little brother and the eldest brother had parted, he went to Xianshan to find the cultivators of the masters, hoping to be extraordinary."

   talked and sighed faintly: "After all, the immortal relationship is too shallow to become a fairy road. After going down the mountain, my heart is at a loss and my eyes are unaccompanied. I suddenly remembered my eldest brother and then came to pay a visit."

   "Good to come, but also a coincidence."

   Song Yiren stroked his palm and laughed: "Today, my young son is married. It is a happy event. Goodbye to you and my brother adds another joy. Double happiness comes to my heart."

   After a pause, he smiled again: "From now on, brother, you will live in Songjiazhuang where you are your brother with peace of mind."


   The two were in the hall, and they were very happy to talk in detail in the Xitang. Not long after, the greet team with blows and beatings came back.

   A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy dressed in a red robe, surrounded by laughter and crowds, was energetic and walked towards the door with a big smile.

   Behind him, a happy woman in red helped a woman with a red gauze on her head and wearing a wedding robe came slowly, and entered the hall where the butler would be the praiser and sang and gave her kiss.

   "After the ceremony, leave the class and send to the bridal chamber!"

   Following the chant of the housekeeper Nalu, the bride was led out of Xitang by the bridegroom by a piece of red silk to the new house behind.

   Butler Lu watched the couple leave, and a look of envy flashed in his smiling eyes, but he immediately sighed imperceptibly.

   "Meat, baby wants to eat meat..."

   Suddenly there was a voice outside, and Steward Lu changed his face when he heard the words, and hurriedly rushed out of the hall, only to see that he was a 15 or 16-year-old boy outside.

  Although the young man's eyebrows and eyes are very delicate, but there is a silly smile on his face, and his right index finger is also in his mouth.

   "Meat, I want to eat meat..."

   The boy yelled to eat meat, his mouth and chin were hung with crystal clear saliva, a girl who looked like a maid was pulling him, but couldn't hold it anymore.

   "Hahaha, that fool has come out."

   When the guests saw this young man, they couldn't help whispering and laughing.

   Song Shan, the son of Song's patriarch, saw this scene, his face instantly sank, and shouted to the maid: "Xiaoxiang, what should I do, don't you ask you to look after him today?"

The maid pulled the stupid boy, and she was so anxious that she almost cried: "Look, uncle, Ogawa... he has a lot of strength, he insists on coming here, I... I can't hold him at all. what!"

   This is the truth. Although the boy is stupid, he is still stronger than the girl.

   "Meat, baby wants to eat meat..."

   The silly boy stared at the meat on a table, his eyes were about to shine, and he walked there step by step, and the little girl who pulled his arm was naturally dragged forward.

   "Steward Lu!"

   Song Shan's face was gloomy, and his eyes were about to breathe fire: "Don't hurry up and take this fool down, deliberately let people watch my Song family jokes?"

   Butler Lu said: "Yes...Yes!"

Actually, there is no need for Song Shan to say, he has already ran to the idiot boy in the courtyard, holding the other arm and saying: "Chuan'er, UU reading, go back, obedient... I'll give you food later. Meat."

   " wants to eat meat."

   How did you know that the young man had a stubborn temper, he didn't go away, and struggling hard, the girl couldn't hold it, and he fell to the ground with a wave of his arm.

   The butler was anxious and angry, seeing the boy really couldn't speak and calm down.

   After a quick glance, he saw the lively gaze of those people again. He couldn't help it anymore, and he raised his hand and slapped the boy's face heavily.


   slapped down, the silly boy was beaten and almost fell to the ground.

   You can see half of the boy's face that was beaten up. It was swollen high at the time, and the palm prints and finger prints on the flushed face were clearly visible.

   The strength used on this slap can be imagined.

"go back!"

   Butler Lu gritted his teeth and stared at the boy fiercely. His eyes were almost breathing fire, and these two words were almost roaring out.


  The foolish young man was taken aback for a moment, then sat on the ground and started crying and rolled, but he just didn't leave.

   The boy's sloppy appearance made the housekeeper Lu feel like a fight, and he was out of ideas.

   The guests pointed at the juvenile who was lying on the ground, talking and laughing, and they also looked like watching a good show. They wanted to see how the farce in front of them ended.

"what happened?"

   At this time, there was a voice in front of the hall, but it was Song Yiren and Jiang Ziya who also came out after hearing the movement.

   The housekeeper Lu was so anxious that he stomped his feet, but he was helpless to the boy.

   Hearing the sound, Lu Liang walked over to Song Yiren and said with a guilty expression: "Master, Xiaochuan... Hey, he ran out again to add to the chaos."


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