After Lu Feng and Lao Huang devoured their fill, Lao Huang wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with his generous palm, as usual, and showed a satisfied smile.

His yellow teeth were even more obvious.

"Look at your virtue, can't you be a little gentle? Pay attention to identity. Lu Feng scolded with a smile, saying that he also slapped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth.

This is the habitual action of when they were wandering, after eating and drinking enough.

"Let's have some tea."

Lu Feng patted his ass and got up.

The two went to a teahouse again.

Looking for beauty.

This is a place where Lu Feng and Lao Huang used to come often, as long as they could get a little money, they would clean their whole bodies, pretend to be very decent, and come here to drink tea with fat people.

Lao Huang said that the tea here tastes good. In Lu Feng's opinion, Lao Huang took a fancy to the waitress here.

Good figure, good appearance, special temperament, and a particularly good voice. Every time I come here to drink tea, Lao Huang is a great enjoyment.

Lu Feng found out this because every time Lao Huang came here, he didn't show his teeth when he spoke, for fear of revealing his old yellow teeth.

The layout of the teahouse is still the same as the previous pattern. However, unlike the previous impression, there is a small stage here, and there are special people who talk about books.

An old storyteller and a young Ai.

Lu Feng absolutely suspected that Lao Huang was coming for Xiao Ai.

Lao Huang said softly: "Xiao Feng, it's hot here now." It's much hotter than when we came. Why? The tea is still the original tea, but many people come to listen to books. ”

"The old storyteller has experienced the hardships of war and witnessed the difficulties that war has brought to this country. Therefore, he said history, with vicissitudes, makes people feel the breath of history, and has a very unique charm. ”

And the girl named Xiao Ai was dignified, and her voice was plain with a sad rhythm and a modern atmosphere. The two sang and harmonized, which made people reminisce about history and feel how difficult it is to exchange the blood of their predecessors for today, so that some indifferent workplace managers can achieve spiritual baptism and awaken their inner indifference. ”

Lao Huang said philosophically.

Lu Feng smiled and said, "Lao Huang, did you carry it from which book?" ”

Lao Huang showed a mouthful of yellow teeth and said, "I heard it from listening to the book." ”

"Oh?"

Lu Feng immediately became interested, and he could make Lao Huang, an old beggar, understand life, which was undoubtedly similar to the flowering of the iron tree.

The two went to the teahouse, and sure enough, there were a lot of people, and the scene was lively, much more lively than in their memory.

Lao Huang left, and after a while, he occupied a position in a relatively good position for listening to books, and beckoned Lu Feng to come and sit.

"Special relationship." Lao Huang grinned.

Lu Feng smiled slightly and said, "Low-key." ”

Lu Feng and Lao Huang are always so tacit and very tacit.

Order a good pot of tea and wait quietly for the storytelling.

In the position next to Lu Feng, there were six brightly dressed six sons.

All of them are handsome, noble in mouth, and have the taste of pointing out the country. Sipping tea and talking about today's facts. However, what they talked about the most was the storyteller named Youth Xiao Ai.

"Xiao Ai, that's a good name."

"Not only is the name good, but the figure is better. The waist can be folded like a willow, and today's A4 waist is unbearable compared to her. "A handsome boy, his eyes are full of exaggeration.

Xiao Ai's voice is like a yellow bird out of the valley, exhaling Ruolan. Although it is not stunning, Dan is a small jasper that is rarer than stunning. "Another white-collar boy is full of lust.

"Hehe, you guys don't be so literate. A storyteller, you say, is beautiful. How much is she worth a night? The other young man with a squishy look was full of disdain.

"Haha. Yes, yes, take her to tea in the evening. The other said flatteringly, "I'll talk to your manager later, and I'll arrange it." ”

"Specially give us a few and talk alone at night, it must be a different taste."

Lu Feng frowned.

Lao Huang immediately felt the aura on Lu Feng's body and turned his head to look at Lu Feng.

He's really changed!

Lao Huang also heard the filthy talk of the six.

After a while, one old and one young, stepped into the storytelling stage.

The old man is dressed in a long cloth shirt, and the girl is a recently popular Hanfu.

Lu Feng also noticed that the girl was really peugeot, especially her eyes, which made people feel loved.

The temperament on his body is completely different from the Han Xiaoxiao that Lu Feng saw.

Lu Feng said to Lao Huang calmly: "She is Xiao Ai?" ”

Lao Huang nodded.

The old man stood on the stage, his deep eyes swept under the stage, and when he saw the six young people, his brows furrowed. When he looked at Lu Feng, his brows moved, and his body trembled slightly.

Xiao Ai felt the subtle changes in his grandfather and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

The old man whispered quietly: "There are big people today. ”

Xiao Ai was shocked in his heart. She knew that the big man in her grandfather's mouth was the best in the army, so she couldn't help but follow her grandfather's gaze to Lu Feng.

Xiao Ai looked at Lu Feng without leaving a trace.

Young and handsome, there is a unique aura on his body, Xiao Ai can detect it at a glance.

Lu Feng nodded at Xiao Ai and smiled slightly.

Xiao Ai didn't expect the other party to notice it, and nodded slightly in return.

"Hurry up, hurry up, we can't wait." The young man at the table next to Lu Feng began to coax.

"Little Miss Ai, we are so hungry and thirsty."

Their voices were full of flirtatious tones.

The old man was full of anger and said loudly: "Today we are going to talk about the most tragic massacre during the Anti-Japanese War in our country. ”

"Wait! Don't talk about those, there's nothing good about that. We just want to listen to tearing devils with our hands and smashing the devil's brain with one palm. The young man next to him interrupted the old man's words in a coaxing manner.

The old man said solemnly: "The anti-Japanese drama distorts history, the Japanese are really powerful, because they are hateful...... The blood of our ancestors cannot be used to curry favor with our younger generations and deceive applause. ”

At this time, a tall young man among the six stood up and said, "Old man, it's okay if you didn't give me face before. However, my brother is here for the first time, and you have to give face. Today, you have to say it, and you have to say it if you don't say it. ”

"Say it. How much do you need to say? Make a price, everything has a price. Another slightly thinner young man said in a lofty tone.

"I want you to tell you today, the wonderful story of the hand-torn devil!"

A few decent young men shouted.

Lao Huang frowned, his face sank, and said, "Xiao Feng, I'll shut them up." ”

Lu Feng said in a deep voice: "We don't need to do it. ”

Lao Huang was stunned for a moment, then laughed, revealing his mouth full of yellow teeth again.

At this time, the old man walked up to the six youths and said that he had come to apologize. The old man casually patted the young man on the shoulder, then turned and walked back to the stage.

However, the six young men were covered in cold sweat at the moment, their bodies couldn't help but tremble, and their lips were trembling.

Murderous!

The old yellow eyes exploded!

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