Did Mr. Xu Confess Today?

   Chapter 468

   "It's just a tree, not so much."

  Xu Jiasheng didn’t smile, so he didn’t just admit that they had thrown the tree, and the success would be Xiao He, and the failure would be Xiao He. He can send Xu Jiarong to Qingfeng Pavilion or drag him down the mud river.

After toasting the wine and returning, Xu Jiasheng disappeared by going to the bathroom. After a while, he came back with an extra cigarette. Xu Jun knew his father’s thoughts and wondered if he was suppressed by Cheng Runze’s affairs. Here he is releasing Huge negative emotions, and turned into a stomach of bad water, it is not too big to watch the excitement.

  In the middle of the family banquet, some were half-sweet, some were slightly drunk, and some were waiting for a good show.

  The Cantonese opera "Overnight Apricot Blossom Red" sings gorgeously, the red sleeves add fragrance to reading at night, not to worry about the cold autumn moon, everyone in the audience shook their heads to the sound of the white snow, and occasionally children whizzed by and did not know the fragrance on stage. In short, the red sleeves added fragrance.

   "This apricot flower red sings really well, and there is this drama in every New Year's Day."

   "Of course, the old lady planted apricot blossoms. Isn't that a tree?"

I don’t know who mentioned the apricot blossom tree at this juncture, and then it aroused heated discussion among the crowd. The seven aunts and eight aunts are the most particular about this color, and they were shocked when they suddenly disappeared. Family dinner.

  Grandpa San couldn't help it, so he could only get up and let everyone be quiet.

  "This tree is not suitable for our Lingnan. Objects that are not suitable cannot occupy the ancestral hall of our Xu family."

  Grandpa San’s explanation was pale and weak. They recognized that it was reasonable. Besides, the old tree that had been there for so many years was thrown away with just one sentence.

  "This tree is older than me, how can it disappear?"

   "Apricot Flower was not suitable for this place, but now it disappears just to save manpower."

   "Grandpa San, this tree has been in our ancestral hall and has absorbed a lot of the essence of the sun and the moon. Throwing it away will definitely upset the ancestors."

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence. In short, someone mentioned this, which pot is not open or which pot, the third grandfather is speechless for a while, staring at Xu Jiarong, he digs the hole himself and fills it himself. I just don't listen, I have to show my opinion about the ancestral hall, **** opinion.

  The moon shines on the apricot blossom smoke in the east chamber, and the tree faces the purple smoke. The purple smoke coming from the east is the hope of the people in the ancestral hall.

  The crowd moved. Grandpa San remembered it, but he was upset and unreasonable lately, so he was caught by the pigtail. He stared at Xu Jiarong for a while, then looked at Xu Jiasheng, this guy is also a trouble, actually incited these seven aunts and eight aunts to provoke the incident, but the third grandfather can't figure out why Xu Jiasheng wants to give him a notice, he quietly does not In fact, he didn't know what Sheng did, but thought it was a coincidence. Now this situation can't help him believe in a coincidence, it must be intentional.

   "Dad, why tell him if you want to do this."

  Xu Jun is not interested in this kind of drama where you come and go. He just wants to end this boring farce quickly. Xu Jun is back home, but there is still chaos on the ancestral hall.

   "Barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes. They don't let me be good, and I will pay back. I just want him to know that Xu Jiasheng is not easy to provoke, and I will make them regret one by one when I get back up again."

  The terrible desire to win, it really was deliberate.

   Xu Jiarong heard more and more doubts, and had to conceive a rhetoric quickly and exquisitely. After all, he must win these people if he wants to cut leeks.

   Repeatedly appeased, explaining sentence by sentence, this incident soon covered the impact of Ms. Cheng's quarrel on the ancestral hall. What happened to Ms. Cheng was also known to more than a dozen members of the core family, and the story of Xing Huashu shocked the whole village.

   Xu Jiarong's seat was light and fluttering, not solid at all. This incident added a lot of dust to his already weak reputation. Xu Jiasheng continued to drink, why can he relieve his worries? Only Dukang.

  Having finally finished speaking, the final result was to find the master to make up another Feng Shui tree, barely extinguishing the anger of everyone.

  After Xu Jiarong knew that it was Xu Jiasheng’s demon, he smiled sinisterly, and he had a way to cure him if he didn’t make himself feel better.

  For a long time greedy, Xu Jiasheng is slightly drunk, autumn is strong, autumn wine enters the stomach and people who are in a bad mood are easy to get drunk.

  At this time, the third grandfather is walking over with a pair of mother and daughter, smiling.

   "Jia Sheng, these are Miss Zheng and her mother, who are also my distant relatives. I asked Xiaojun not to get married, so I want to introduce them to each other."

The disgusting people are coming. If Xu Jiasheng was rich in the past, he would not be able to line up for the third grandfather to introduce them. Now Huluo Pingyang introduces them in name, but they are actually disgusting. Ms. Zheng is a single parent. He is letting others. Seeing the jokes deliberately aroused Xu Jiasheng's anger, and his purpose was self-evident.

   Xu Jun glanced at each other, then turned to look at Grandpa San.

  Xu Jiasheng took a sip of wine and reluctantly stood up.

   "Thank you for kindness, Xiaojun has a girlfriend."

  "In the current situation of your family, this girlfriend may not be able to stay with him. You don't have to be afraid of one more. When you married two people, your son shouldn't be blue."

  Xu Jiasheng was about to pat the table, but Xu Jun stopped him and slammed it heavily on his arm.

  "Three Grandpas"

  Xu Jun said heavy words softly, and attached to the third grandfather.

"These two are your distant relatives? How much do you hate them? Take out your relatives to sacrifice, you really have no reservations about Xu Jiarong. If you dig like this, I will show you others. The next set is considered courtesy, come with me."

  Behind the ancestral hall, the mother and daughter of the Zheng family stood guard, Xu Jun took out a file bag, and it was all effortless. He wanted to find a chance to show Grandpa San, but he ran into it.

  After reading the third grandpa, all the cigarettes in the pipe were pinched out, and he put on the glasses, confirmed again and again, and couldn't help frowning.

  Foreigners and mid-doers, Xu Jiarong is already exhausted.

  "This is what you think is a comeback, it is the capital for others to run away. If he runs away, you can't run away."

   "Little Jun, is your document true?"

   "The family banquet is still one afternoon away. Follow this line with your contacts to find out if it's true or false."

  Grandpa San pulled out the documents and put them in his coat, nodding in motion.

   "Also, don't bring women to me in the future, I am taboo."

Xu Jun’s eyes were full of coldness, and a cool air rose from his surroundings. The haze-colored shirt was difficult to control. He wore a cool and cool look, but it was this color that matched the look in his eyes at this time, as if cut off. The sword of the peach blossom did not want to be tainted by the half-century. The Zheng family's mother and daughter stepped back again and again. Against the background of the red lanterns and dim light in the backyard, his color became more and more daunting.

   Feather clothes often have haze color, which does not stain the human peach and plum blossoms.

  (End of this chapter)