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Chapter 267 A Group of Talents (33)

Chapter 265 A Group of Talents

Dongshan International Airport.

A seven or eight-year-old boy with a string of golden locks around his neck.

At this moment, he was lying on the glass door, staring straight at a mobile booth outside the airport.

A red tricycle and a simple oven rack.

The boss, in his forties, looks strong and powerful, holding a big Tito in his hand, on which are neatly tidied house sparrows.

Brush a layer of oil, sprinkle with a layer of sugar to increase the burnt aroma, roast the house sparrow under the charcoal fire, and finally sprinkle a handful of sesame seeds and barbecue three treasures (salt, cumin, pepper noodle).

Although he couldn't smell it, just looking at the color, Deng Youcai couldn't help swallowing.

He poked the elder brother next to him pretending to be a little adult, with eager eyes:

"Brother, do you want to eat roasted house sparrow?"

Deng Youfu next to him glanced at his younger brother, he swallowed secretly, and said coldly:
"I'm not hungry."

Most people don't pay attention to children swallowing saliva.

But Deng Youcai was different. He was a child, so he noticed the movement of his brother's throat immediately, which made him roll his eyes:

"You can pull it down, why, don't you think you didn't see you swallowing?"

The child's voice was loud, and Deng Youcai didn't stop him.

His voice instantly caught the attention of other people around him.

This made the young and thin-skinned Deng Youfu not help but blush, and looked at his younger brother unkindly:

"Deng Youcai, I warn you..."

But as the younger brother, Deng Youcai didn't care, he turned his head and made a face at his brother:

"Slightly slightly, I said why our parents don't want to see you, don't they just look down on your pretense of pretending to be 13, what are you pretending to be, don't you eat all the food your parents dig from the black earth, I heard that you recently adopted a new name?"

"Is it awesome to buy an insider chair? Pull it down, doesn't it sound good to be blessed, it sounds kind to you."

Buy insider?Chair?Is awesome?

There is nothing wrong with saying this in English, but if it is paired with the Northeast dialect?

Originally it was just blushing, but now that his younger brother said such a shameful name in public, Deng Youfu's face turned red and black, and he didn't care about other people present.

His eyes were wide open, like copper bells, Deng Youfu shouted:
"Deng Youcai, look, I won't beat you to death today!"

Seeing that his brother was really angry, Deng Youcai couldn't help but feel a little more fear in his eyes.

He dodged flexibly, and then shouted loudly:

"Grandma, help me, my brother is going to kill someone."

When others saw the two children fighting, although they felt that their speed was much faster than ordinary children, they didn't pay much attention.

And in the waiting area of ​​the airport, there was a big monk in a blue factory suit.

The reason why it is not said that the other party is bald is because there are six ring scars on the head of this great monk.

Of course, it is also possible that he is a fake monk, because the other party is holding a big stewed soft and fragrant pig's trotter in his hand, and what he is eating at the moment is full of oil.

Because they were fighting, the two brothers, Deng Youfu and Deng Youcai, didn't look at the way, and directly bumped into the great monk.

The sauced pig's trotters came out, but fortunately the monk responded in time.

He hugged the corn like a big clumsy bear, and held the sauced pig's trotters in his arms.

When the great monk looked up in a daze, the two little kids had already run away.

Smacking his fingers, looking at the oily flowers on his clothes, the great monk's face became a little more helpless.

But the next moment, a man in his fifties, with two big gold rings on his ears, was wearing a fancy dress.

The middle-aged woman who looked very rich spoke with a northeast accent and said with embarrassment:

"It's a mess, I'm sorry, the kid is a little fussy, go back to the hotel and the eldest sister will wash it for you."

The great monk turned his head to look at the middle-aged woman.

His expression flickered, and his eyes showed some respect, he quickly waved his hands: "It's okay, Sister Shihua, it's actually good to be noisy, what we lack in the temple is this kind of lively atmosphere."

Although I know that the great monk said it casually.

After all, he is from the King Kong Temple, and this kind of Buddhist sect is not allowed to be noisy, but Guan Shihua couldn't help but smile happily. She rolled up her sleeves boldly, with a straightforward appearance of a big sister in the Northeast:

"I like to hear what you say. I invite you to the restaurant to have a small barbecue in the evening."

The great monk smiled naively: "Sister Shihua is big, I want to eat big kidneys."

With a wave of his hand, Guan Shihua said quite proudly:

"Sure, no problem. If you want to eat as much as you want, I will take care of you, big sister. Next time you come to our place, I will treat you to silkworm chrysalis. The taste is crispy and delicious."

The great monk's face froze, and he followed the other party's voice.

He couldn't help thinking of the squirming silkworm chrysalis in his mind, and suddenly felt that the sauced pig's trotters in his hand were not fragrant. In order to prevent the other party from continuing to discuss dark dishes, the monk quickly changed the topic:
"By the way, Sister Shihua, you have seen a lot and have many friends. What is the origin of the team leader this time?"

Guan Shihua shook her head, with a thoughtful look on her face:

"I'm not very clear, I heard it's from Xiangjiang."

The great monk frowned slightly, his expression a little unhappy:
"Could it be a fake foreign devil?"

Guan Shihua glanced at the great monk, and his tone was a little more warning: "You can tell me this and it's over. Don't say it in front of people. If you save it, you will get pulled up when the time comes, and everyone will lose face."

Regarding the fact that the team leader of this exchange meeting is from Xiangjiang, we have actually discussed it many times internally.

Those who are supportive think this is a good sign and an improvement for further integration.

There are also those who do not support it, thinking that there are so many flowers and resources, and there are countless talented people, why let a person from Xiangjiang lead the team.

This matter was discussed for a long time, and finally Shangfeng settled the matter, which ended the debate.

Guan Shihua saw that the great monk was good, so he gave a warning.

The great monk also knew that what he said just now was a little too much, but he curled his lips disapprovingly: "Don't worry, I'm not stupid, how could I say it in front of people, I just don't know if it's a flower fist......"

But before he finished speaking,

"Woo!"

Guan Shihua disappeared from the side of the great monk, and when she appeared next time, she had already appeared 30 meters away.

I saw her holding a little boy in each of her left and right hands, and said to the cold-faced woman in front of her apologetically, "I'm sorry, children are not sensible, big sister, don't mind."

Wearing a blue floral dress, with a string of Miao women's earrings on her ears.

The woman's black and white eyes stared fixedly at Guan Shihua, but when she noticed the change in the other's eyes?
Her face froze, and the woman said in blunt Mandarin:

"fine."

Guan Shihua nodded with a smile, gave the other party an apologetic look, then grabbed the two grandsons and walked to the side.

After walking for about ten meters, Deng Youfu raised his head, his eyes were elongated and cold like snake pupils at some point:
"Grandma, just now..."

But before Deng Youfu finished speaking, Guan Shihua gave her grandson a hard look, and said sternly, "Shut up and stand still."

On the chair next to him sat an old fortune teller in a coat.

He looked up and looked around, couldn't help smiling, and took out his favorite copper coin again.

The great monk who was eating pig's trotters in sauce noticed the old fortune-teller, and he leaned over, smacking the pig's trotters: "Zhuge Gen, you've been counting for so long, have you figured out when the leader will come?"

Zhuge Gen, a seasoned fortune teller, touched his chin. He looked like a hermit and muttered to himself:
"Things in the water, the length of the shape and shadow. All have their own decisions, no need to discuss!"

The great monk rolled his eyes and glared at him angrily:
"Speak human words, or beat you!"

Zhuge Gen opened his mouth, and wanted to refute a few words, but seeing the other party's fierce face, he finally chose to give in:

"The hexagram says that the team leader has something to do today, so he can't come."

The great monk froze for a moment, then couldn't help frowning: "Wouldn't the wait be in vain?"

But to the embarrassment of the old fortune teller, just as his voice fell, a joyful voice came from the crowd not far away:

"Aunt Shihua, Uncle Zhuge, Master Xuankong, why are you all here? Let me introduce you, this is my elder brother Chen Changqing, who is also the leader of this exchange meeting."

Master Hanging: "?"

"The sword shines brightly when it comes out of the box, but it doesn't cause dust at all when it's in the box. Now that the nobleman is carrying it, it's powerful and powerful, and everyone admires it!"

The veteran fortune teller rubbed his chin with a calm expression, as if he were a master of the world.

There was no embarrassment of being slapped in the face.

　The chapter is blocked, the editor is on vacation, and it can be unblocked the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

　　The mentality is a little bit fried, I finally adjusted and wrote a chapter, and I will continue the third update tomorrow, please ask for a ticket, o(╥﹏╥)o
　　
　
(End of this chapter)