Ghost Valley descendants in the city

() Yulong Villa. In a restaurant in a certain courtyard, five people sat opposite each other around a large sandalwood table.

"Yiming, are the dishes all to your liking?" Zhang Huihui put a piece of braised pork ribs into Zhong Yiming's bowl and asked with a smile.

Zhong Yiming quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, "Yeah, it's delicious."

"If it's delicious, eat more. This pig is raised by my own family." Yi Hong's eyes were a little fiery.

Yi Hong is Yi Xin's grandfather, and he is also a big shot in the military. His rank may be lower than that of Wang Zhantian, but he is also a person who shakes up the whole of China when he stomps his feet.

He is taller than Wang Zhantian. Although he looks very old, he is quite energetic, especially his eyes, which are deep and energetic.

"Old man, do you still raise pigs?" Zhong Yiming looked curious.

Yi Hong smiled and said, "Of course. I am good at raising pigs. When I first joined the army, I specialized in raising pigs."

Zhong Yiming was stunned for a moment, then joked: "Why does a pig farmer change his profession and become a general if he raises pigs well?"

"It's not all your grandpa's fault. The Japs opened a gap in the stronghold we were defending, and seven or eight Japs accidentally came to the pig pen. I was feeding the pigs and killed them all.

Your grandfather happened to see this scene, so he pulled me to the front line."

"The old man is so strong. I think such an incident must have become a legend at that time?" Zhong Yiming gave a thumbs up.

Yi Hong chuckled and did not intend to dwell on this topic. "I will go find your grandpa sometime and settle the matter between you and this girl Xiaoxin."

"Improper?" Zhong Yiming was shocked.

Yi Hong shook his head, "Logically speaking, your grandfather should come to my place, but he is my chief, so I have to go."

"Old man, that's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about whether it's a bit hasty?" Zhong Yiming really couldn't understand what they, the old revolutionaries, were thinking. How long had it been before they could safely hand over their only granddaughter to others?

"Don't rush. Xiaoxin is already nineteen years old. In our time, we would have had several babies." Yi Hong waved his hand.

These old people always like to compare the things of today with the past. Is this a comparison?

Zhong Yiming was speechless, "Now the country also advocates late marriage and late childbearing, so I think we should respond to the country's call."

"Uncle, what do you think?" Zhong Yiming paused and asked Yi Xin's father.

Yi Xin's father is named Yi Hai. He is middle-aged, tall, and quite dignified. He is about to take the position that Yi Hong once held. He is quite busy, and he came back specifically for a meal today.

Yi Hai waved his hand and said in a very magnetic voice, "It's better to get things done as soon as possible. I also want to have my grandson soon."

Zhong Yiming turned to look at Zhang Huihui, "Auntie, what do you think?"

Although Zhang Huihui repeatedly told Zhong Yiming to call her sister, it was obviously inappropriate to call her sister on this occasion, but he was afraid of offending her by calling her aunt or aunt, so Zhong Yiming simply called her aunt.

"Of course, the sooner we get things done, the better. It was because I got married too late that I look much older than Xiaoxin now." Zhang Huihui glanced at Yi Hai resentfully, with a look of dissatisfaction on her face.

Zhong Yiming really had no choice about the family. Finally, he turned to look at Yi Xin, who was sitting quietly next to him. He saw that her mind was filled with black threads, and she felt like she was about to explode.

After listening to what they just said, Yi Xin felt as if she was the kind of girl who could not marry in their eyes. They desperately sold out.

"Okay, then arranged according to your wishes of your father." In the case of not being clear, Zhong Yiming could only answer it like this.

Yi Hong nodded, Mu Luluan's SE, "Very good, big things like marriage should let the elders be the master."

For the old people with the old thought of Yi Hong, Zhong Yiming really had no choice. He could only perform a dragging trick and take one step.

"Who are this family? If you are in a hurry, marry your baby Qianjin back to do partial houses." Zhong Yiming said secretly.

He has made the worst plan, and he will marry Yi Xin when he gets old. Anyway, he has that little book in hand.

After lunch, everyone ate some fruits in the living room. Because Yi Xin still had a class in the afternoon, they left after a long time.

After a meal, Zhong Yiming gave Yi Hong a jadeite finger, and sent Yi Hai a two -finger -sized Yu Guanyin, and to Zhang Huihui was a Maitreya Buddha carved from jadeite.

On the car, Zhong Yiming stared at Yi Xin interested and asked: "How do you plan to end? I have always cooperated with you."

"Huh! I don't know if I knew it." Yi Xin really couldn't figure out this appearance, and how could a person who was inferior to his family liked it.

Zhong Yiming nodded deeply, "Indeed, you should find some bad people, as good people like me, they don’t like to have ghosts."

"I found you at first, because you are bad enough in time, otherwise you won't find you!" Yi Xin turned his eyes and said.

"..."

After returning to school, Zhong Yiming returned to the dormitory, while Yi Xin ran to class angrily.

In the dormitory, Zhong Yiming and Xiao Zi played for a while, and then his phone rang. The phone called Xiang Yang. After a glance, he pressed the answer button.

"One sound, do you have time next week?" Xiang Yang asked.

Because I do n’t know when I will go to the United States to participate in the competition, Zhong Yiming is not sure, "What should be? What happened?"

"Next Tuesday, we will host the Zonghui, I want to invite you to participate."

"Sect? What does it mean?"

"Simply put, it is a mutual discussion between the martial arts factions. It is held every five years. The location of each time is in Cangzhou."

"Why do you think of inviting me to go?" Zhong Yiming was puzzled.

"Because I want you to persuade those old seniors to let them let go of their rules and collect their disciples." Xiang Yang's tone is very complicated.

Zhong Yiming smiled helplessly, "I can tell you directly, this is impossible."

"You have to try it. If the traditional martial arts of Huaxia disappear completely, we are all sinners." Xiang Yang also knows the difficulties in it.

Zhong Yiming sighed, "I will go, just notify me, I just have something to discuss with you."

"Okay!" Then Xiang Yang hung up the phone.

Zhong Yiming was trying to call Fang Yaxin. If he didn't want, Wang Yu's phone called.

"Yiming, you found some diamonds in that batch of treasures, come and see."

PS "The third is a bit late, but the promise is fulfilled.