Originally, the car Qianzi thought it would be over to coax the old man into the car, but he didn't expect that when he got in the car just now, the old man named Jiang Aliang grabbed the little Taoist priest tightly and kept saying, "Uncle, come home with me, I'll make you Dongpo pork, you like that one the most... and old wine, I have to serve you to drink a few more glasses..."

Just before the car, a few people behind him were also persuading: "Brother, you are good guys and help us coax him home... Our house is not far away, and we will send you back after we get home. Help, help..."

To be honest, these people have not been put in the eyes of the car. When it comes to fighting, even if there are ten or eight more people like this, they can't get into his body. In the background, there is Sun Desheng behind him. It is probably a legitimate defense if he really takes action. When his head gets hot, he will follow a few people into the van.

After getting on the bus, the old man held Qianzi's arm and continued to scream "Uncle". Not long after, he fell asleep. He fell asleep, but as long as Qianzi wanted to pull his arm out, the old man would do it immediately. Then he cried and made a fuss and asked his uncle to go home. Everyone coaxed him for a while before coaxing him to fall asleep again. In this way, it was a plan to get off the bus halfway through.

It was not far away, but it took me more than an hour to get there. It was the first time that I came to Hangzhou. I was careful before getting off the bus. After checking the location, I found that I had already arrived at the Xixi Wetland on the outskirts of Hangzhou.

The van parked at the entrance of a large Hangzhou-style mansion. When he saw the car at home coming back, more than a dozen men and women came out from it, and they greeted the people in the mansion in a crowd.

After entering the house, Che Qianzi realized that this household was not an ordinary family. The yard was as big as a basketball court, and there were gardens and pools inside. There were more than a hundred koi of all sizes in the pond. This kind of facilities usually cannot be purchased by ordinary people in their lifetime, let alone the decorations in the house. Although the little Taoist priest does not know the goods, he has opened his eyes these days and can tell that these are not ordinary things.

He was surrounded by these people and the ground was covered with white jade. Che Qianzi frowned and said to the old man's eldest son: "Your family is quite rich. You are so rich to go out to open a golden cup, it's a bit low-key. Okay, my eldest nephew has been sent home, so you can be filial as much as you are. But I have nothing to do..."

Before Che Qianzi could finish his words, the old man who was holding his arm suddenly turned around and said to his eldest son. With a crisp sound of "bang!", Che Qianzi was shocked. Before he could understand, the old man had already scolded: "You little beast! I am making your uncle angry... I am the only uncle living in the world. I have to pay my respects as my ancestors. Why do you dare to make him angry... Kneel down! Apologize to your uncle..."

The old man had just finished speaking. The eldest son, who was slapped, knelt down at Cheqianzi and said, "Uncle, don't be as good as me, it's all my fault. You are angry with me. For the sake of my father, I'll spare me this time."

Che Qianzi was a little confused. If this was really a kidnapping, it would be too much, right? I slapped my mouth, and there was a slap mark on my face, and blood was flowing down the corner of my mouth. Seeing the little Taoist priest was a little confused. Is it here to kidnap or this old man with a little Alzheimer's disease, he really mistakenly regarded himself as his uncle when he was young.

Looking at the Che Qianzi, he didn't say anything. The old man slapped his mouth again and cursed: "Look at you that made your uncle angry! You didn't even say anything... If you treat my uncle like this, how can you have the honor to see my father and mother when I die in the future. You are not filial, you are not filial! You kneel down to your uncle!"

With this shout, dozens of people present knelt down at the front of the car. The little Taoist priest had never seen this scene. He hurriedly took a few steps back and waved his hands and said, "What are you doing? I'm so old, I'm kneeling down for me... Who, my eldest nephew, you let them all get up, I feel disgusted..."

"Then you have to eat at home. After eating and drinking, I will let them get up." The old man grabbed Cheqianzi's arm and looked like a child acting cute in front of the little Taoist priest. He continued: "Uncle, I will arrange for someone to cook for you. Our chef who keeps Hangzhou cuisine, and you can eat whatever you want."

Seeing that the old man was really not like a bad guy, Che Qianzi thought it was still early, so he could eat one meal. The Sichuan cuisine just now was too ordinary, and he didn't eat much, and he had almost digested it after almost two hours. He nodded and agreed to stay for dinner.

The old man clapped his hands excitedly, and then began to order people to start cooking. Seeing these people climbing up from the ground, Che Qianzi was relieved and was taken to the dining room by the old man. The huge large eight-immortal table was only made by him and the old man, but there were more than a dozen men and women on the side.

Che Qianzi was not used to so many people waiting around him, and said to the old man: "Big nephew, your family has a large population. You can do whatever you want them to do. They are all family members, so you don't have to be so stupid."

"Uncle, this is not OK. These are the children below. Adults and children serve them. This is our family's rule." The old man smiled and poured tea for the front boy of the car, and then continued: "Today, God is open to our eyes. Let our uncle and nephew meet. It has been missing for many years... Let me be filial to my heart, otherwise I will have no shame to see my father even if I die..."

The old man asked his son to call and arrange it on the way. As soon as he started talking, he brought the dishes from Hangzhou Gang. The old man personally introduced: "This is Longjing shrimp. This is the batter of the rhododendron. He gave the Dongpo pork to my uncle, and often this dish is called the flower chicken. You should try this chicken carefully. There is a whole wild mountain ginseng from Changbai Mountain in the northeast of the chicken's belly...that is yellow shark fin, and mixed with Dongpo meat soup for my uncle to eat rice. Uncle has liked to eat this since he was a child. He has been urging West Lake vinegar fish. It has not been here for so long, and the chef still wants to do it or not..."

Not to mention these dishes, even the dishes are very particular, and they are placed in front of Cheqianzi in a wide range of ways. He didn't know which one to eat, and the old man poured wine and dish next to him. After a while, Cheqianzi's stomach bulged.

"Okay, I can't eat anymore..." Che Qianzi stopped the old man. He shook his head with some difficulty and said, "I vomited it out after eating... Okay, thank you for your kindness... It's almost dark outside... I have to leave..."

"It's all here. Uncle, you have to stay for a few days." The old man poured a glass of rice wine for the front of the car while talking, and then continued: "This is Shen Yonghe who has been in his eighty years, has no trouble drinking it. Drink another cup to relieve the greasiness..."

Che Qianzi had already drunk a lot, and he refused to drink this cup no matter what he said. No matter how the old man persuaded him to stay, the little Taoist priest made up his mind to leave. Finally, he walked out of the room and when he came to the yard, he was blown by the little wind. The aftermath of the yellow wine came up. Che Qianzi first squatted on the ground and vomited for a while, then fell to the ground, drunk so much that he didn't know what happened...

Seeing the car Qianzi fall down, the old man hurriedly ordered someone to clean up the room and support the little Taoist priest to rest. Just now, the car Qianzi falls asleep here. His eldest son comes over and says in the old man's ear: "I'm here, I'm waiting to see you in the living room."

The old man nodded and said to the two middle-aged women beside him: "Look at my uncle, you should serve me if you want to vomit and water. Don't let him choke..."
Chapter completed!