"Mom, come on, stop talking."

She still knows it's embarrassing.

But the woman opened her hand. "What can't you say? I had a look outside just now. Those people who said hello to Tang Qing all gave red envelopes, but the red envelopes were not thick. I couldn't see how much money there was. Didn't I come to ask? Red envelope is a kind of thing. It depends on friendship. Mr. Meng has the best bus situation with your cousin. He must not give less. Mr. Meng, do you think so

Lao Lei Lao Gan and others had already stood up to avoid the woman's first words.

This view is that those who have not read the book are generous, they should avoid a little bit, really annoyed, maybe they have no face.

It's a pity that Meng can't avoid it.

The woman came at him.

"It's a inkstone I gave you." Said Meng Lao slowly.

That inkstone, in terms of value, is not cheap, at least worth four or five hundred.

What's more, it's something that old Tang likes. Mr. Meng thinks that this gift will be liked by Lao Tang.

But the woman's eyes widened. "What? What is a inkstone? "

"Inkstone, is to sharpen ink." Mencius also patiently explained.

"My mother." The woman immediately patted her thigh and exclaimed, "what can you do with this? You can't eat or drink, and you can't pay for the dishes at these tables today! No, I said, Mr. Meng, you are not right. My uncle's house...

over there, Tang Qing had already found out what they were saying, but they didn't hear what they were talking about. It happened that someone came upstairs again, and he met up again.

Two children ran over, one of the five or six-year-old boy saw Meng Lao's crutch, immediately copied it up and ran away, "this is a horse!"

"No, no, no, be a sword!"

The two children screamed, waving the crutches around the tables.

Old Meng was anxious and stood up. "It's not for fun. It's my crutch. Please bring it back to me!"

The two children listened to him and turned around and made faces at him.

"If you don't pay it back, you won't pay it back!"

Then he waved his cane again.

Afraid that they would hurt themselves, Meng said to the woman, "is that the child of your family?"

"Yes."

"Then let them give me back their crutches!"

The woman said, "Mr. Meng, isn't it just a crutch? You don't have to do it now. What if you borrow them to play? "

As soon as the voice fell, the child waving the crutches banged, and the crutches in his hand waved to another older child.

The child burst into tears and covered his head.

Hit a person's child face white, quickly threw that crutch toward Meng Lao, "return you to return you!"

When the crutch was thrown over, it hit Mr. Meng's instep. He was wearing a pair of old cloth shoes, which could not block much force. It hit his toe and made him fall back on the sofa.

Lao Lei can't help but stare at each other.

This old Tang is really, it is not easy to set up a birthday party, how to bring so many bear children?

It's really noisy.

The child who was beaten is from another family, but, after all, they are all relatives. After several urgent questions, the adults found him in front of Mr. Meng.

"I said," old man, how can you give a crutch to such a young child? Do you think something's wrong now? "

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