Of course, this kind of weather is very suitable for golfing.

On a large area of ​​neatly trimmed lawn in the back mountain of Zhao's family, Zhao Hongming held a golf club and looked up and squinted to see if the ball had entered.

But he is old and now the sun is big, and it is very dazzling and he can't see clearly.

"Go and see if the goal is scored."

"Yes, Master."

The people behind him hurried to see.

Zhao Hongming pointed the golf club to the side, and the person behind stepped forward, took the club from his hand, and then stepped forward and presented it to the tray.

On the tray was placed a stack of square towels and a cup of freshly soaked Dahongpao.

Zhao Hongming turned his head, took a towel and wiped his hands, took a teacup, took a sip of tea, and continued to look at the person in front of him.

The person in front ran over and said, "Master, you're in."

Zhao Hongming immediately laughed and was in a very good mood, "Good, keep going!"

The person behind him handed the club, Zhao Hongming took it, bent over, posing, and looked at the hole in the distance.

Just as he was about to swing the ball, the butler ran over, "Master, Mr. Zhan is here."

Zhao Hongming shook his movements, and the person behind him hurried forward to support him.

Zhao Hongming stood firm, frowned and turned to look at the butler, looking disbelief, "Old Zhan?"
Chapter completed!