Chapter 203: A Loving Old Couple

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"Xiao Yan, it's not that Uncle Pao is stingy." Cao Dapao looked around, waved his hands and said majesticly, "Uncle Pao really has nothing, otherwise, take a look at this room full of things. Except your house Auntie Pao, move out whatever you like."

"Cao Dapao, don't drink two mouthfuls of cat urine and just talk nonsense there." Concubine Linghu Yao came in with a few dishes and threw them away, and the dishes landed firmly on the table. Not even a drop of soup was spilled. Then he said to Wang Yan, "Xiao Yan, don't pay attention to him. Your Uncle Pao looks like a fool. But in fact, he is a lot of age, and he is still a passionate patriotic young man. Back then, in order to build the broken country Not only did he break his heart, he also put all his personal assets and treasures in it. Fortunately, I quarreled with him and left some dowry."

Wang Yan was in awe of Uncle Pao all of a sudden, our Uncle Pao is really a true hero with affection and nature.

"Uncle Pao, here's a toast to you." Wang Yan raised his glass and said respectfully, "Xiao Yan really admires your feelings."

"It's nothing special, it's just that your Uncle Pao has experienced too many things." Cao Dapao smiled indifferently and said, "If you know a country and a nation, if you can't establish an efficient and united official superpower organization, in the final analysis In the end, it can only be regarded as a piece of fat in the eyes of the great powers. As for some things outside of the body, Uncle Pao has long been useless, so it is better to leave them to those who are useful. The cycle of life and death can only become stronger and stronger. The stronger the non-official situation, the more peaceful the country and people will be. Come, come, drink and drink. Don’t talk about state affairs at home, and try more of the dishes cooked by your auntie.”

"Xiao Yan, eat more dishes, the raw materials of these dishes are the freshest." Concubine Linghu Yao entertained politely, glanced at Cao Dapao full of distress and love, and then said to Wang Yan, "Xiao Yan, You can't be as selfless as your Uncle Pao. In the future, save more property and give more blessings to future generations."

"Well, I listen to my wife." Wang Yan said obediently and honestly.

"Hey, you kid!"

"Cao Dapao, Xiaoyan, didn't you listen to me?"

"Yep!"

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After a supper, it was a happy meal.

Even the little ferret drank some wine, staggered around on the wine table, or jumped into Wang Yan's arms, acting coquettishly and cutely.

When everyone drank, they didn't force out the alcohol, and they became more or less drunk. In the second half of the drink, Uncle Pao began to use the strength of the wine to block Aunt Pao who was going to add food in the kitchen. All kinds of affectionately said: "Concubine Yao, you have followed me and made you suffer."

"Don't make trouble, Xiaoyan and Xiaoxue are still outside. Also, don't think that I will forgive you for doing this."

"You didn't forgive me, I don't care." Uncle Pao said with melancholy and vicissitudes of life, "I know, I am not a good husband, and I have suffered a lot of grievances for letting you follow me. But I can assure you, my heart for you is as good as heaven. The sun and the moon can prove it.”

"You still think my old lady is a little girl who just fell in love? My old lady doesn't believe it."

"If you don't believe me, touch it."

"Cao Dapao, you are so nasty."

"Concubine, my heart has already been completely occupied by you, and I can't accommodate other people anymore."

"Where is the Duke of Rose? Have you forgotten?"

"Then give her a little bit, after all you know too... Ouch!"

"Hmph, then there's... well, Cao Dapao, what are you doing? Xiao Yan is here!?"

"Don't worry, I've already set up the noise barrier."

"Dirty, uh~"

"It's an old couple, why are you ashamed?"

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Wang Yan stayed outside for several minutes for no reason, and when Cao Dapao and Concubine Linghu Yao came out of the kitchen, he directly announced that the show was over tonight and they would drink tomorrow.

That night, Wang Yan was arranged to live in a guest room on the second floor of the small building.

Nothing to say all night.

On the second day, when it was still daylight, Cao Dapao woke him up.

I went to the outskirts to climb a mountain, and then at the top of the mountain, Cao Dapao finally began to fulfill his responsibilities as a master, and began to guide Wang Yan on serious matters such as cultivation and the use of flames, helping him sort out various obstacles in cultivation.

This kind of day passed for three days in a row.

During this period, Cao Dapao also taught Wang Yan a little trick to restrain the pure yang aura. After learning this technique, Wang Yan can gather all the pure yang energy in his body, without letting out a single bit of it. In this way, unless it is an extremely clever powerhouse, ordinary superpowers can easily discover that Wang Yan has a pure Yang physique.

Wang Yan woke up facing Chen Hui, practiced all night, and felt that he had finally broken through a limit. The pure yang breath in the body is more intense and pure. The eyes flashed brightly, but then settled down and restrained.

Pure Yang Divine Art finally broke through to the second floor.

Wang Yan opened his eyes, feeling a sense of comfort and transparency in his heart. In the past few days, I have come to understand that this so-called mission of "consoling the retired old employees of the State African Affairs Bureau" is not just to help Uncle Pao prevent disasters. In addition to the high-density and large number of pointers, the small method of restraining the pure yang energy is also very necessary.

In this way, Wang Yan no longer has to be like a human-shaped light bulb as before, and anyone with a little ability can see the pure yang energy in him. That situation is too dangerous.

Wang Yan dismissed the work, and ran to Uncle Pao to ask for credit.

Then, Uncle Pao kicked him out of the house. He said it was time to go to work, and stayed at his house all day, which greatly disturbed their married life.

In this way, Wang Yan and the little ferret wandered on the street. For this, Wang Yan was speechless. Because I have been here these days, the mess between Uncle Pao and Aunt Pao has been forgotten, and the husband and wife are getting closer and closer, showing affection when eating, showing affection when making eye contact, and taking a group photo show every now and then love.

But just kicking himself and Xiaoxue away with such a kick, the traces of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge are very obvious. We're all old couples, can we restrain ourselves a bit!

Wang Yan was sitting on his Land Rover, looking at the little ferret, feeling a little melancholy.

"Go and visit Mrs. Zhang." Wang Yan thought of this incident. If it weren't for Mrs. Zhang, his life trajectory might still be giving condoms on a tricycle. What's more, if Mrs. Zhang hadn't sent herself to the hospital at that time, she would have paid for the medical expenses in advance. Maybe I consumed too much during the awakening process, and my nutrition could not keep up, resulting in sequelae.

Wang Yan is a person who knows how to be grateful. Although the money has been repaid to her in excess, the kindness is always kindness. Therefore, Wang Yan first ran to the mall to buy a lot of tonics for the elderly. Then after inquiring at Caishikou, I drove straight to the community where Mrs. Zhang lived.

It was also an old community, the houses were twenty or thirty years old, and there were signs of obsolescence everywhere.

At the door of that building, Wang Yan found a temporary parking spot to lean against. Just as he was about to get out of the car to pick up his things, he saw a scene that made him frown.

A thin middle-aged man in a jacket rushed out from the doorway. He looked nervous and put a cloth bag in his pocket. An old woman on crutches came out from behind, desperately clutching the hem of the man's jacket, crying loudly, "Bastard, I will save the money for my grandson to pay next semester." Tuition, food. You took it away to kill your old lady."

"Mom, let go." The thin and sloppy middle-aged man turned around and broke the old lady's hand angrily, "I have a feeling, this time I will definitely win. I will win a lot of money, and then I will give away all the money I will pay you back all at once."

"How could I give birth to such a beast as you? You gamble day and night. If you have any money in the family, you will waste it all." It's fine if you don't care about your life, it's fine if your wife divorces and runs away with someone else, you can't even cheat your son."

"Let go, I will definitely win this time, and if I win, I will leave you the coffin money." The middle-aged man seemed to have red eyes, and after breaking away from the old woman's hand, he pushed her to the ground. Then ran away without looking back.

"Oh, why is my life so hard? It's better to die." The old lady sat on the ground, covered in ashes, crying, "Poor my grandson, why did he die?" Such a father."

Some neighbors in the neighborhood have already surrounded them. Someone was helping Mrs. Zhang to get up, and someone said angrily to call the police. Some people are also persuading the old lady, saying that it is better to calm down, because if the anger hurts the body, it is not worth it. There are also people who keep sighing, committing crimes, committing crimes.

Wang Yan also got out of the car, helped Mrs. Zhang, and helped her wipe the dust off her body. Frowning, he said, "Grandma Zhang, was that your son just now?"

"Xiaoyan!? Xiaoyan, you're back." Mrs. Zhang was overjoyed at first, and then said with great shame, "Xiaoyan, I'm so sorry to let you see something embarrassing."

"It's all right." Wang Yan helped Mrs. Zhang go home, and then brought in nutrition and other things. After staying with her for a while, after a few words of relief, he took his leave and left.

Wang Yan returned to the car with cold eyes. Said to the little ferret on the passenger seat: "Do you remember his smell?"

"Zhizhi~" The little ferret raised her chin arrogantly, she was just an ordinary human being, and she could easily follow her.

"Very good, let's use this matter to repay Granny Zhang's kindness." Wang Yan drove the car and followed it all the way up.

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Outside a residence.

A few punk-like people were wandering here and there, setting up sentries.

Seeing Wang Yan's Land Rover, he didn't dare to make a fuss, so he went up to question him. Wang Yan lit up the leather bag, which was bulging with hundreds of thousands of cash, and Xiao Kai said with style: "I heard from Brother Chen Liang that there are exciting places to play here."

Chen Liang is Mrs. Zhang's gambler's son.

In fact, Wang Yan wanted to get rid of this gambling nest, and it was a matter of minutes. But since it is necessary to repay Mrs. Zhang's kindness, it is not as simple as sending his son to prison.

After a few rounds, Wang Yan was searched and allowed to enter.

This is a dark casino, filled with smoky atmosphere, and several rounds have been played.

At a glance, the gambling capital in the game is not small, and many people bet tens of thousands, or even tens of thousands. Chen Liang also mixed in, saw the right moment, and put thousands of dollars all-in with red eyes.

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