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Wu Yingxiong was a little nervous, but he couldn't get angry at the arrogant son-in-law. After all, he ran over from France as a guest, but he was not polite to his daughter and shouted at her: "Ling'er. Shut up. I warn you that your brother has already welcomed Zhao Changqi and the other two. When they arrive later, no matter what you think, you can't show it to me. You must be polite to others. Otherwise, if you suffer a loss, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Tsk. Dad, you said we will suffer a loss, but this is in our family. How can we suffer a loss? Just kidding, and, Dad, you said just now that people are equal, so although I am your daughter, we are equal. You can't use your father's authority to suppress me." Wu Feiling didn't care about his father's angrily scolding, blinked his big eyes and said to his father.

Wu Yingxiong was too lazy to defend his daughter, but turned his head to say to his wife beside him: "Look at your daughter, you are so mean. You have been spoiled since childhood."

My wife rolled her eyes and said, "What do I think? I think my daughter is the best in the world. At least she is much better than you, the old guy."

"It's better for me to be nice to me. I know me so well." Wu Feiling went over and hugged his mother's neck and said coquettishly.

"Hmph, I'm almost thirty years old, I'm still cute, are you ashamed?" Wu Yingxiong muttered in a low voice.

The family was chatting, and Wu Feiyu walked into the living room with Zhao Changqi and Lin Hao. Wu Feiyu began to introduce his family to Zhao Changqi and Lin Hao.

The moment Wu Feiling saw Zhao Changgui, he suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, as if something in his heart had been provoked. This throbbing feeling had never appeared when she knew Swiss flan.

"No wonder my father praised Zhao Changgui very much. This Zhao Changgui is indeed handsome and talented." Wu Feiling couldn't help thinking in his heart. She actually subconsciously looked at Zhao Changgui more. But this girl forgot that she sneered at Zhao Changgui just now.

Although Wu Feiling looked at Zhao Changgui's eyes and his actions were very hidden, he was still seen by his boyfriend Ruilang. Ruilang was a little chewy and couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Cao, isn't he just a little white face? What's so great about it? Is it better for me to be authentic white than him? I will make him look ugly later."

At this moment, Wu Feiyu happened to start introducing Swiss franc to Zhao Changqi.

"This is my brother-in-law, a Frenchman. It is said to be a descendant of Napoleon's Great. His original name is Napoleon's Lunchy Franc Bonama, and his Chinese name is Temujin. Haha, this name is the same as Genghis Khan, and it seems to be a bit of a blasphemy of the predecessors, but there is nothing we can do about it if they have this hobby."

After Wu Feiyu introduced Temujin, he introduced Zhao Changgui to Temujin.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao, it's honor to know you." Ruilang extended his big hand to Zhao Changgui with a smile on his face.

"Hello, Mr. Temujin. I'm also honored to know you. Your Chinese is great." Zhao Changqi enthusiastically held Temujin's powerful hand, but thought to himself: "I'm shaking hands with Genghis Khan. Why do I feel weird? Even if you admire Temujin, you don't have to use his name completely. At least you have to add a serial number to show the difference. I think it's better to call Temujin No. 2, or Temujin No. 2 for short."

When we met for the first time, Zhao Changqi was about to say a few more polite words, but suddenly felt a great force coming from Temujinji's hand, as if he was about to crush his finger bones. At the same time, Zhao Changqi saw a hint of cunning and complacent from Temujinji's eyes.

Zhao Changqi was a little annoyed. If it weren't for the fact that this was in the Wu family, and this guy called himself Temujin was the prospective son-in-law of Vice Governor Wu, he would have to teach this rude guy a lesson. Although Temujin's second-hand strength is indeed very strong, it is simply a pediatrician for Zhao Changqi, who has been practicing both inside and outside since childhood. He could crush Temujin's finger bones in minutes.

Zhao Changqin did nothing in the end, just smiled slightly, then shook his wrist slightly, and his right hand slid out of Temujinji's hand like a loach.

Zhao Changqiu was moving too fast and completely beyond Swiss fran's expectations. Until Zhao Changqiu slid his hand out of his hand, his hand was still holding a gripping position.

Swiss flang couldn't help but subconsciously look at his hand that was still intact. He really didn't know how Zhao Changgui's hand slid out of his hand. He even doubted whether he had really grasped Zhao Changgui's hand just now.

Zhao Changqi ignored Swiss francs and instead chatted with others.

At this time, Wu Yingxiong was greeting Lin Hao, and the eyes of several people in the room were on them, so no one noticed the private movements of Temujinji and Zhao Changqi, except Wu Feiling.

Although Wu Feiling didn't know what tricks the two were doing, she could see from the expressions of the two men that the two must have competed just now. As for how they competed, she didn't know.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Wu Feiling asked her boyfriend in a low voice. She was afraid that others would hear it, so she spoke French.

"This kid's hand is a bit weird, I can't even grasp it. Could this be the internal strength of your Chinese legend?" Temujinji said in confusion.

Wu Feiling rolled his eyes and said, "What the hell is it? It's all the words of the novelist. There is no such thing as internal force. Don't you know that that thing violates the laws of physics?"

Wu Feiling also speaks French.

"No matter what internal and external forces he has, I will make him look ugly later." Temujinji said with a sneer, and at the same time, he glanced at Zhao Changqi inadvertently. His heart suddenly moved, and he found that Zhao Changqi was looking at him with a smile.

Temujinji was shocked. He felt like he was exposed. However, this guy quickly felt relieved. He didn't believe that Zhao Changqiu could understand French. In his analysis, if Zhao Changqiu knew French, he would definitely use French instead of Chinese when he greeted him just now.

The reason is very simple. Everyone is willing to show off their abilities in front of their leaders.

When Wu Feiyu introduced his family and Zhao Changqi, Zhao Changqi found that there was no old birthday star among these people. Wu Feiyu's grandfather, so he asked, "Hey, why don't you see the old birthday star?"

"Oh, my grandfather went to the Martyrs' Cemetery early in the morning. This is a regular program for my grandfather every year. Every time on his birthday, he would only ask the driver to take him to the Martyrs' Cemetery, burn some paper horses, incense, and candles, and pay tribute to his former comrades. In grandfather's words, he had his birthday himself, so he could not eat something delicious, drink something spicy, and accept congratulations from the children. And let his comrades who died in the battlefield earlier suffer the bitter wind and rain there and become lonely ghosts without anyone's care. In fact, I know that my grandfather missed his comrades. Looking at the time, grandfather should be back soon." Wu Feiyu said with a smile.

"What? I think my grandfather is just worried. How did he know that his comrades have become lonely ghosts and proletarian revolutionaries there, and they still believe in this. Moreover, he always takes the driver to the martyrs' cemetery every year, and we don't even let us accompany him, and he doesn't know what he has to say with his old comrades who have passed away." Wu Feiling glanced and said.

As soon as Wu Feiling finished speaking, he saw Wu Yingxiong, who was talking to Lin Hao, suddenly turned his head and said sternly to her: "Ling'er, shut up, everyone has their own secrets. Why can't your grandfather have no secrets? Let me tell you, today is your grandfather's birthday. If you dare to talk nonsense later and make your grandfather angry, let me see how I deal with you."

Wu Feiling pouted and stopped talking.

After chatting for a few people, the old man of the Wu family finally came back. When Zhao Changgui saw the old man appearing in front of him, his eyes lit up. He saw that the old man was wearing a white old military uniform, covered with a silver-gray semi-old windbreaker, and black leather shoes under his feet. Although he was eighty years old, his waist was not bent, his back was not hunched, his ears were not deaf, his eyes were not blurred, his hair was young, his eyes were bright, his eyes were bright, and his jaw was covered with whiteness, and his path was thudding.

What made Zhao Changgui laugh was that the old man actually had a pair of large sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. If he was fifty years younger, he would have a bit of the look of Brother Ma.

The old man's body looked even stronger than his son Wu Yingxiong. Even Zhao Changgui couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "What an old and strong general."

When everyone saw the old man returning, they stood up and greeted each other.

The old man took off his sunglasses and said with a smile: "Everyone sits, you can sit, you don't have to be polite to me. Oh, I have added two new kids, Feiyu will introduce them to my grandfather."

When Wu Feiyu introduced Zhao Changgui to his grandfather, Mr. Wu stared at Zhao Changgui for a long time, then asked with a smile: "You are Zhao Changgui,"

"No, Grandpa Wu had heard of me before," Zhao Changqi asked in confusion. The meaning of Mr. Wu's words was clearly that he had heard of his own name before.

"Hehe, I have heard of it, I have heard of it. Not only have I heard of it, but it is also very well-known." The old man laughed.

"Oh, this old man has heard Uncle Wu mention me," Zhao Changgui looked at Wu Yingxiong. He thought it was Wu Yingxiong who mentioned him in front of the old man.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Mr. Wu waved his hand at him and said, "Hehe, you misunderstood. Wu Yingxiong has never mentioned you in front of me."

"That old man is." Zhao Changqi was even more confused. He couldn't think of who the old man had heard his name from.

Mr. Wu saw Zhao Changqi's face full of confusion, so he smiled and said, "You have cured Qian Zheng's disease,"

Zhao Changqi immediately asked in surprise: "Mr. Wu knows Mr. Qian,"

It turned out that Qian Zheng, the one who said Mr. Wu, was the grandfather of Qian Qiqian and Qian Qimin, and Mr. Qian from Yanjing.

Mr. Wu laughed and said, "It's not just about knowing each other. When I was the squad leader, he was a recruit. I taught that kid's ability to shoot guns step by step, and I've been hit by my belt a lot."

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