Three Hundred and Nine, Qingyang Yang

After the middle-aged man who came to deliver the food greeted Ren Xiaosu, he put down the ingredients and was about to leave. Luo Lan cursed in the yard for a long time: "Stop, my brother, the master of the Qing family, didn't arrange noodles. Why didn't he bring us food! I'm Qing Zhen's brother!"

In the end, the middle-aged man ignored him...

Luo Lan stopped yelling when he saw the person left. He took a closer look at the ingredients sent by the other party: "Hey, they are all for hot pot. The beef is marinated, the belly is covered with ice, and the bottom of the pot!"

Ren Xiaosu and the others looked at each other. They had eaten hot pot before, but they hadn't eaten much meat dishes.

The hot pots for the refugees are all nine-square grids. The nine-square grids are not for cooking separately, but because everyone has no money, so nine people gather together to eat in one pot, one grid for each person, and no one takes advantage of the other.

But at that time, the grid was not dead, but separated by bamboo slices, so some people always liked to steal other people's dishes from the bottom of the pot.

Regardless of whether there are plainclothes outside the door, when you arrive at a new place, people have brought food again, so everyone has to rest.

As Ren Xiaosu said, the most important thing for them now is to wait for Ren Xiaosu to recuperate from his illness, not to cause trouble.

There are several tables set up in the courtyard, and the courtyard with three entrances is more spacious, let alone 30 people, even 100 people can sleep in a bunk.

When the hot pot boiled, Luo Lan moved his chopsticks and said, "Did Yang Xiaojin bring you to the 88 barrier? Why don't you go to Qing's territory to find my brother?"

"Why go to the Qing Clan?" Ren Xiaosu cast a glance at him, "Your Qing Clan is in turmoil. We might be implicated if we go."

"That's better than coming to the Yang family at this time, especially with the thugs," Luo Lan said.

"How to say?" Ren Xiaosu was puzzled.

"Most of the thugs have left Yang's, do you know this?" Luo Lan said.

"Yes," Ren Xiaosu replied.

"Now that the main combat faction is in power, the thugs have long been marginalized, and the thugs have been drifting away from the family to become an independent force, which also made the Yang's presidium very upset, so they parted ways!" Luo Lan said with a cheerful smile: "If you say that the thugs are also powerful, the entire Yang family has nothing to do with them. Only a group of extraordinary people can do this."

"The thugs want to destroy your nuclear test base, and you still praise them for their power?" Ren Xiaosu said.

"Hey, no contradiction," Luo Lan said with a smile, "I'm telling the truth, there's no need to belittle others to elevate yourself, and they can't find our base at all, and no one can find it!"

"Okay," Ren Xiaosu realized now that the thugs are not welcome within the Yang family: "By the way, how are you going to leave the Yang family? They probably won't let you go."

Luo Lan suddenly changed the topic: "Hahaha, come and eat the hairy belly, let me tell you, this hairy belly is very particular, I'll teach you, after putting it in the soup..."

As a result, Ren Xiaosu held Luo Lan's wrist tightly at this time: "There is no need to teach, you have already taught us half-bellied, we will do it ourselves."

...

At this time, the north of the 88th barrier,

That is the rich area of ​​the entire barrier, and the entire rich area is covered with green grass like a manor.

In a villa covering an area of ​​3,210 square meters, servants are busy going in and out of the dining room. Two steel knives hang on the wall of the dining room. The handles of the knives are inlaid with gemstones, which seem to be of great value.

But these well-made cold weapons have been reduced to decorations in today's era of rampant hot weapons. Only when servants wipe them will people touch them.

There is also a badge on the hilt of the knife, which is Yang's unique green sheep. It is said that the founder of Yang's consortium was about to starve to death in the wilderness at the earliest, but when he was about to die of starvation, a sheep came up to him and knelt down, willing to be his food.

If Ren Xiaosu heard this story, he would probably start a fight on the spot...

The servants brought all kinds of dishes to the table, but there were only three people on the long table, Yang Xiaojin, and a middle-aged couple.

The middle-aged man rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt and said, "Xiao Jin, I heard that you brought some refugees back?"

Yang Xiaojin was silent for a while: "Yes, Third Uncle."

"It's not a good habit to make friends with refugees," Yang Xiaojin's third uncle picked up his chopsticks, "The level of a person's friends determines the level of this person. I let you out because I am relieved of you and let you go outside to see the world. Don't play wild with your heart, and don't learn those bad habits from your aunt."

Yang Xiaojin said calmly, "They are different."

Yang's chairman of the presidium is now very old, and half of all consortium affairs are handed over to Yang Xiaojin's third uncle, Yang Yu'an.

The woman opposite Yang Xiaojin said: "Your third uncle is also doing it for your own good. Even if your parents were still alive, they would have said the same thing. The refugees have not received a good education, and they don't know much about etiquette. They don't have much in common when they sit and eat together. So it's better not to get too close with them. If you want to help them, then give them appropriate help."

When the other party said to help the refugees, his demeanor was like a kind of charity.

From Yang Xiaojin's point of view, she always felt that the eyes of third uncle Yang Yu'an and third aunt Meng Rong were still at the level of ordinary people, but the world had changed, and the quality and strength displayed by that young man had long surpassed most extraordinary people.

But that's not the main thing.

Yang Xiaojin put down her chopsticks: "I'm full."

"There are still important things to discuss with you," Yang Yu'an said, "I'm afraid there is nothing wrong with the frontline battle now. The next thing we have to face is the Qing family. Qing Zhen is a hero. It is not a good thing for our Yang family that he can successfully seize power. Have the thugs found the Qing family's experimental base?"

"No." Yang Xiaojin shook her head, "I think they probably won't use weapons of this level."

"Then we have to be on our guard," Yang Yu'an said. Now the Yang family still has some support for the mob's activities. In fact, he was willing to let Yang Xiaojin go out before, hoping that the mob could find Qing's experimental base, so as to destroy the last unstable factor of their expansion.

But I heard Yang Yu'an continue to say: "In the future, there will be a long conflict with the Qing family, so we have to make more plans. Before the Qing family, let the Zong family in the north also become our allies. On the one hand, it will stabilize the rear. On the other hand, it will form a joint force and directly put pressure on the Qing family. He is not the only one who can join hands with Qing Zhen, our Yang family will also."

Yang Xiaojin looked at Yang Yu'an: "Third Uncle, what do you want to say?"

"The Zong family will come in a few days, you can receive them," Yang Yu'an said.