Zhang Xiaofan was holding a glass of iced champagne in his hand. While drinking it, he made a very comfortable sound of "tut... Tut..." from his mouth.
Next to him, lying shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Xiaofan, is Qin Xiyan. Her slender and plump black silk legs are really sexy and attractive, and attract people's attention.
Look at Zhang Xiaofan, drinking champagne, smoking cigarettes and eating afternoon tea.
It's not like this is to solve the current troubles of the rascals. On the contrary, it's to give people a kind of life winner. It's like taking a beautiful woman on holiday in Maldives. How can it be so leisurely!
Seeing Zhang Xiaofan like this, Liu Shengyao really has a feeling that she is out of breath.
Even, she wants to drag Zhang Xiaofan directly from the reclining chair, and then beat him up, so that this guy can wake up.
Is it difficult for Zhang Xiaofan to really think that he can win the fight with the villagers in Dongsheng Village face to face just like children?
What kind of naive idea is this? I'm not afraid of being laughed off by others!
"Fire... Fire..."
"Uncle Tang, there's a fire in your backyard!"
However, when all people were secretly complaining about Zhang Xiaofan's naive and ridiculous ideas, only a panic cry broke the peace of the scene.
"What did you say? There's a fire in our backyard! "
Suddenly, I saw an old man who was about sixty years old and rushed out of the crowd.
Then, he trotted in the direction of his home.
"Er Wazi, San Wazi, what are you kids doing? Why don't you go home with uncle and put out the fire? "
With that, the old man suddenly stopped his body, turned his head and said hello. His eyes glared out and he said
"Uncle... But... But..."
However, the two men who were called "Er wa Zi" and "San wa Zi" by the old man all peeped at each other face to face, and their faces showed a look of embarrassment.
"But what but? What's so good about that! "
"I'm your uncle. It's important whether my house is important or whether it's important to sit and work with this group of people in society!"
"I tell you, if Lao Tzu's house is really burned down, I will go to your house for food and shelter in the next half of my life, and you will wait on your uncle until the day when I die!"
As soon as old man Tang gritted his teeth, he yelled at him.
"Don't get angry, uncle. We're going now. We're going now!"
After all, it's all my own family.
Even if his father came here, he would respectfully call him "big brother". What's more, how could they have the courage to disobey him?
"Come on, let's not be here one by one. This group of people are working hard. Why don't we go to Mr. Tang's house to help put out the fire?"
"Yeah... Yeah..."
"My house is door-to-door with the old Tang family. If their house loses fire, our old house may not be able to survive."
"That's right. Our families are door-to-door, door-to-door, and today it's the south wind."