How could Ye Wuye not be excited?

What about the boss's hatred.

Those who want to rob his old girl are not good people!

He is not a good person who wants to rob his little granddaughter!!

Is it easy for him?

Yo, you can't think about it, the more you think about it, the more angry you get.

"Hahaha...... If that old boy knew, he wouldn't be scared to death!" the old man in military uniform slapped his desk and laughed heartily.

The door of the study was knocked on three rhythmic "knocks".

The old man immediately picked up a document on his desk.

And at the top of this two-piece of paper is a photograph.

A black and white photo of Ye Xiuhe's wife, and the words "Guan Youshou" repeatedly appear on the uncovered white paper and black letters.

If you look closely, you can also see the names of several people in Ma Zhenzhong. There is no doubt that this is an investigative report on Guan Youshou.

As the documents and photos were put away by the old man in the drawer, his loud voice rang out, "Come in!"

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged soldier stretched out his hand to invite an old man to enter, and he closed the door and left, leaving the two old men in the study.

"Rare guest, how can you have time?" Although the tone was teasing, it could be seen that Qi Lao was very happy about the arrival of the other party, and had personally poured water to make tea.

"Suddenly there was a holiday and there was nowhere to go. ”

"Xiaomei, why don't you let the old chief lead you a line to make a family? There is a mother-in-law's quilt and the bed is also warm, I can't say that you can still have an old man when you are old and strong......"

Mei Lao, who is in his early sixties this year, immediately stood up and walked away.

"Okay, just don't say it. Qi Lao hurriedly grabbed him and pressed him on the chair, "Seriously, you suddenly came to the door because of something?"

Mei Lao glanced at him and picked up the teacup on the coffee table deafly. Holding a teacup in one hand and a lid in the other, he plucks the floating tea leaves in the cup.

Seeing this, Qi Lao was accustomed to it, and after sitting on the opposite side, he also held the teacup in one hand, and the lid of the cup in the other hand was not annoyed a few times.

He's bored in one bite!

Compared with patience, it still can't be compared after decades. In the end, the nature of the work is different, and it will be very slippery to play stealth warfare as an adult.

Qi Lao is very self-comforting, but it doesn't prevent him from hitting people, right?

"Do you remember the kid who put you together?"

Mei Lao's eyes flashed, he took a sip of tea, and finally raised his "noble" head and bowed slightly, "That's what I gave up the darkness and turned to the light." ”

"Hey, you're an old comrade. ”

Mei Lao tilted his head noncommittally, "It seems that he is still alive, and he is a lot older." What's the matter? You're still in touch?"

Qi Lao shook his head regretfully, "I haven't seen it since I withdrew from the Northeast." I've invited him over the years several times, but he just won't come. ”

Mei Lao listened quietly and was not in a hurry.

"The dead are scattered, and there are few people left in the original group...... What's so hard to get by, Jiang Jiaer's kid did really not do it right at the beginning.

But the old ginger also smoked, as far as I know, once even the belt was broken, how many people gave birth to a bunch of babies, not to say that they were divided......"

The corners of Mei Lao's mouth twitched when he heard this. He understood, this is to excuse his in-laws, no wonder Ye Lao Wu doesn't like to deal with you guys until now.

Takefu, proper martial arts.

For the sake of the little apprentice, it seems that he should come to add to the frost, but ...... Think about the three boys of the Qi family and the little girl of the Jiang family who died early, forget it.

"I think you haven't been to the Northeast in almost thirty years, right?"

This virtue ......

Still don't open which pot to mention! Mei Lao was very annoyed. What's the need for him to rush here? After all, what can the old man find when he investigates his little apprentice again?

Not to mention that he has already cleaned up the child's tail, there is really something, just Ye Lao Wu's old boy can't protect his only son-in-law.

Mei Lao bowed slightly.

As soon as the words came out, Qi Lao actually wanted to slap himself.

Northeast?

For himself, it is a beautiful memory of youth, and for the old guy, is it the humiliation of being caught by Ye Lao Wu, or the joy of abandoning the darkness and turning to the light?

Mei Lao glanced at his face, looked away speechlessly, and looked at a calligraphy and painting on the wall. It's really rare for this martial artist to have an old face that is still dry!

If the old man hadn't deliberately exposed his stuffing back then, with Ye Lao Wu's illiterate few mountain boys, he would have been able to catch the old man? Even my five-year-old little apprentice could have played them to death!

Mei Lao's original name was Li Jingwen, a native of Gusu, who returned from studying abroad when he was young and devoted himself to serving the country, and he did contribute his life to this ambition.

In a mission, he met the three-year-old Guan Youshou, and then a close friend asked him to take care of one or two, and Guan Youshou also taught him when he was four or five years old.

At that time, the world was in turmoil, and in order to change to the Ming Lord, after some planning, he had to leave Shengjing after the task was completed.

But this walk is more than 20 years, from the west to the south and then abroad, almost half of the world, but it is not good to appear in the north, and it has become Mei Baiding with his mother's surname.

For the sake of this country, Mei Lao has been running around for most of his life, and he has been alone since the death of his original wife, Guan Youshou can be said to be his nephew and his only disciple. Otherwise, it would not have been as soon as Qi Lao made a move this time, and the old man would immediately come to visit.

Mei Lao, who admired calligraphy and painting, shook his head, which had been rewarded with a thousand gold, "When I retire in the future, I won't be able to go, and then I will even go to the southwest and south of the Yangtze River." ”

He was telling the truth, but he had no choice but to sneer at Qi Lao. Old horseman, martial artist...... How can you understand that the old man has a lot of enemies now?

"Can you, you go, I don't believe you came to the door in person, and that mountain boy still dares to talk about Joe, you have also changed. ”

Qi Lao was so excited by his deep contempt that he suddenly jumped to his feet, "You are a special leader! Where has Lao Tzu changed? Lao Tzu has been in the northwest for many years. ”

Mei Lao glanced at him coldly, "Unreasonable!"

"Are you here to find fault?"

"Jump, jump again!" Mei Lao twitched his chin to the door, "Your eldest grandson is trying to see the excitement." ”

When Qi Lao heard this, he immediately rushed over and vigorously pulled the door handle, and when he saw his wife holding a fruit bowl, he was poked like a balloon!

Deflated~

"Let Xiao Wang cook two more southern dishes, and don't have less plum cabbage and meat. ”

Old Lady Qi happily responded.

Mei Lao thanked her and glanced at Qi Lao meaningfully, "Hard old sister-in-law." "Married to such a rude old man!

Mrs. Qi understood~

She was even more happy to laugh, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm used to it." ”

Angry, Qi Lao hurriedly took the fruit plate with one hand, pushed his wife away with the other, and closed the door decisively, "I said you can do it~"

"That's a good picture. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll send it to you when I turn around. "A belly of bad water, coupled with a wife who is good at acting, I really can't afford to mess with it!

"Tea ......"

"Moldy old man!"

"I mean the tea is brewing. ”

Mei Lao stretched out his hand and pointed to the teacup on the coffee table, "Don't worry, a gentleman will not take the favor of others." If it weren't for the warmth, I wouldn't want to accept this painting. ”

"You ......"

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