The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Cheng Chuliang looked at his third brother in a daze. "Lao San, what do you mean, did you really come to watch the excitement today?"

Cheng Chubi was unhappy, forget it, this is my brother, so I can only explain a few words with patience.

"Second brother, the heart disease needs to be cured by heart medicine. Don't let Brother Niu complain about it. Who knows why he is so depressed and decadent?"

"I want to heal his legs, and I want him to cheer him up, so that Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu can rest assured, instead of continuing to be an otaku at home and waiting to die."

I don't know how to hypnotize, and since the other party likes to complain after drinking, it's just a guide.

"……otaku?"

"A man who just stays at home and doesn't do anything but eats, drinks and Lazara sleeps." Cheng Chubi explained the sentence as quickly as possible.

Continue to persuade the wine, while seemingly inattentively began to guide the topic.

"I lost a leg, but I'm still a man, but my parents..."

"Always only look at me with the eyes of the poor bug, and I'm cautious when talking to me.

It's like me, a big man, has become something that can only be held carefully. "

"They... they think I'm useless, it's just a waste...then they should get married as soon as possible.

Hurry up and pass down the line to the Lao Niu family. This is the right thing. Why? "

Cheng Chubi looked at the tearful Niu Wei Tuo, who was yelling while drinking.

Cheng Chubi had been kicked out of the wine-pouring Jiading, and even the second brother was arranged by Cheng Chubi to hurry to guard the hospital door.

It saves people waiting to come and watch the excitement, which makes Uncle Niu's family uneasy.

Although it is good for the patient to let the patient talk and vent, it is not good to affect the family unity.

Hearing this, Cheng Chubi became a little unhappy, and filled Niu Weituo with a glass of wine to persuade him.

"That's just your self-righteousness, and it doesn't mean that it really is the idea of ​​Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu."

"Furthermore, I don't think their ideas are wrong. I don't want to wait for them a hundred years, and you will be able to take care of them."

"Then you mean I was wrong?" Niu Weituo stared blood-red eyes, punched a big wine, uh angered.

Yo yo yo, this violent temper is actually coming at me? Cheng Chubi happily. "Yes, I think you are wrong?"

"Cheng, do you dare to say it again?" Niu Weituo raised his finger and almost poked Cheng Chubi on the nose.

"If you say you are fat, you are really panting, do you think I dare not say?" Cheng Lao San, the head of the old Cheng family's cultivation, subconsciously turned back.

"Then just say it!"

"You asked me to say it, believe it or not, I really said it."

"You, you say."

"Okay, what do you say I said?"

Niu Wei Tuo was stunned. Blinking his eyes, he didn't realize what he wanted Cheng Lao San to say for a long time.

"What's the matter, there's nothing to say?" Cheng Chubi couldn't help but happily saw Brother Niu's naive look.

Jia Ding, who was shrinking at the door, was angry and scared, and wanted to laugh. His expression was complicated and his eyes were complicated.

I always feel that Cheng Lao San is not a normal person, so how can a normal person chat with his son like this.

You are not here to persuade people, but to provoke and find things. It's almost the same.

"Cheng Lao San, don't provoke Niu."

"Look at you. Why did I provoke you? Aren't we making sense?"

"You say something to me, and didn't move your hands." Cheng Chubi was surprised to see Niu Weituo still sane, and quickly poured him another glass of wine.

Although Niu Wei Tuo is honest and honest, he is not stupid.

"Then what do you mean? Are you trying to come and talk to me, or do you want to get me **** drunk?"

"I just want to ask you, what is your dream? Generally speaking, such a shameful topic is not willing to talk about the big guys."

"So I want to ask if you get drunk." Cheng Chubi sighed quietly. "But you should be about it now..."

"..." Niu Weituo looked at the serious Cheng Chubi before him slowly, and suddenly smiled.

"I think your kid is very awkward when talking, do you know?"

Cheng Chubi's face went black. In particular, could it be because there is a generation gap of more than 1,400 years between myself and these ancient creatures?

As a result, my own language art of truth, goodness, and beauty often deviates after exporting.

Everyone, young and old, often look at themselves with expressions and gazes that are disgusting and unwilling.

Think about my suffering in the Jiucheng Palace, being dragged by Uncle Li to sneer and ridicule.

He was slapped twice by Uncle Li's father and black-faced old man Li Yuan.

As a result, I almost became the shame of the Jiucheng Palace, and You Xiaowei's laughing stock in the eyes of tens of thousands of soldiers.

What's more, it's hard to be a human being, it's even harder to be a real person, and it's even harder to be a real person who likes to tell the truth.

The thousands of grievances in Cheng Chubi's heart finally converged into a real word.

"You are not the first person to say this, don't say the top ten, you can't even rank in the top thirty, thank you..."

Hearing this, Niu Weituo couldn't help laughing out loud and pointed to Cheng Chubi.

"Okay, anyway, Niu now lacks a leg. I can't beat you. Someone will clean you up."

"Heh...except for my dad~www.wuxiaspot.com~ it's not always certain who will clean up, just talk about your dreams, or leave."

Cheng Chubi is impatient and authentic, and the most annoying these guys who like to keep talking, I have to do business.

Niu Wei Tuo poured a full glass of wine into his throat again, staring at the blurred bull's eyes, swaying authentically.

"My dream... is very simple. When I was sixteen, whether I was Hengdao or Ma Jian, I would be able to beat my dad.

I just want to be like my dad, prancing horses and leaping across, fighting on the battlefield and making contributions, but I didn’t expect to be on the battlefield for the first time..."

"My dream now is just to let him know that even if his son lacks a leg, he is a man who can still kill the enemy on the battlefield and make meritorious deeds."

"Yes, more than him..." Before finishing the last few words, he just planted his head on the case.

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Cheng Chubi smashed his mouth, and in a word, this Niu brother was not convinced.

What's wrong with a broken leg, I don't want to stay at home and let you pity me, I want to prove that I'm still a man with swords, guns and swords.

"All right, Brother Niu...I will try to help you." Cheng Chubi leaned over and said in a low voice.

Turning his head to see, the Niu House Ding was still sneaking at the door.

"The guy at the door was stunned. You can talk to my second brother quickly and let him get my guy."

"Huh? Third Young Master Cheng, what are you doing?" Jia Ding, who walked in, looked worriedly at the drunk Young Master and asked.

"What else can you do? Of course, it's to check your son's body and measure him by the way.

Make him a new foot, so that he can fulfill his dreams, is it okay to go everywhere with the sky and the sea? "

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