When Wang Yong first met him, he would think he was a very cold person, but in fact, after getting to know him, he would find out that he was a person who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.
Jia Dongsheng started working as soon as he entered the door. After more than half an hour, six dishes were placed on the table.
This year, six dishes were prepared, which shows Wang Yong’s enthusiasm and the importance he attached to this dinner.
"Come to Dongsheng, let's have a drink first."
After the dishes came, the first thing Wang Yong did as they sat down was pour wine for Jia Dongsheng.
"Hey, Lao Wang, it's just the two of us, why did you prepare such a sumptuous meal? It will go bad if we can't finish it."
Jia Dongsheng pointed to the six dishes on the table: stewed pork ribs, stir-fried meat with chili peppers, and minced meat with tofu. The remaining three were side dishes for drinking, which was quite sumptuous.
And Jia Dongsheng felt a little surprised that Wang Yong could get ribs and meat.
This guy goes to work every day, and his methods are pretty wild. Did he get it on the black market?
It looks like there are good things on the black market again!
"Hey, Dongsheng, you don't know that my two little guys are good to eat."
Speaking of his two sons, Wang Yong smiled bitterly: "They say that the little ones can eat their fathers out of poverty. I have two little ones here. No matter how much food is left, it's not enough for them."
"You have two sons. Once you raise them up, you can enjoy your life."
Although I feel that Wang Yong is not so lucky, otherwise Wang Jianjun and Wang Jianguo would not have become killers after joining the army instead of returning home to be filial to their father.
But, good things still need to be said. After all, he has traveled through time. If a small wing appears and helps them fan the wind, then the future may change.
"Hehe, that's true. These days, you still have to raise a son. Raising a son is a way to take care of you in your old age."
Speaking of this, Yang Yong showed a happy smile, and it seemed that he was very satisfied with his two sons.
"By the way, Lao Jia, didn't you say before that your wife was pregnant? When is the baby?"
"That's still early, at least until April or May next year."
Jia Dongsheng raised his glass and clinked it with Wang Yong's. Wow, it's a special wine, and it tastes better than ordinary wine.
Eating, drinking and chatting, two people with similar temperaments have many common topics.
Just as Wang Yong was talking about what was happening in the army, several young men came in from outside.
It was when Jia Dongsheng arrived that he saw Wang Jianjun and the little bastard at the door. In addition to the two of them, there were two other guys, one who looked younger, and the other was about the same age as Wang Jianjun and the little bastard.
All four of them were covered in dust, and their faces and noses were bruised. It looked like they had fought, but judging from the way they looked, could it be that they had lost?
Little bastard, Li Kuiyong are also brave and aggressive characters in the play, and Wang Jianjun and Wang Jianguo are even more killers. Although their skills may have been learned when they were in the army, Jia Dongsheng is familiar with Wang Yong's skills.
Have you never taught your two sons?
So, who are their opponents? How can these four people lose?
"What's going on? How did you get into this mess?"
People who are drinking don't like to be disturbed, and Wang Yong is one of them. What's more, he is the one treating everyone today, so of course he hopes that both the host and the guests will have a good time.
Who knew that it would be ruined by his own son, and it turned out to be such a horrible thing. What? Do you want to scare me to death?
"Dad, we're fine."
Wang Jianjun, apparently the leader of the four, stepped forward and said, "I was just ice skating and fell a few times. Do you have any friends coming to visit?"
As he spoke, he looked at the dishes on the table and swallowed unconsciously.
These days, because all the family money was used for his mother and younger brother's medical treatment, he hasn't had a good meal for a long time. So, even though Wang Jianjun is a child from a poor family and has grown up early and is very mature, he still can't escape the situation of swallowing his saliva.
His stomach, which had just been kicked a few times, was twitching with hunger.
“How many times did you fall?”
Wang Yongqi burst out laughing, stood up, walked over and kicked Wang Jianjun twice: "Fuck you, I've been on the battlefield since I was a soldier, and you've been beaten up, so what? You dare to lie to me? How can you fool me?"
"Dad, they didn't get beaten, they fought, they fought. They were much worse off than us."
It can be seen that Wang Jianjun was a little afraid of Wang Yong. Even after being kicked a few times, he did not dare to dodge, but hurriedly began to defend himself.
However, when he was defending himself, what he said made the little bastard behind him, Li Kuiyong and the youngest Wang Jianguo, lower their heads in shame.
Well, looking at this expression, you can tell that it is very likely that he has never beaten the other person.
That's right, when kids in Beijing fight, they always fight in groups, and rarely play one-on-one with you. What's more, among the four of them, the oldest one, Wang Jianjun, is only a little over ten years old, so of course he would be at a disadvantage in a fight.
No wonder he got beaten.
But boys, even if they get beaten in a fight, they have to remain tough, otherwise wouldn’t it be embarrassing?
After kicking his eldest son hard several times, Wang Yong remembered that Jia Dongsheng was still watching him.
As the saying goes, if he doesn't beat the child in front of guests, his face will rarely turn red.
But when he thought that Jia Dongsheng was his friend, he didn't care.
Instead, he called Wang Jianjun and Wang Jianguo: "You two come here and call Uncle Jia."
"No, Old Wang, just call him Uncle Dong, Uncle Jia or Uncle Jia. The child still thinks he has a real uncle."
Jia Dongsheng quickly stopped Wang Yong from shouting and instead looked at Wang Jianjun and Wang Jianguo: "My dears, your father is so powerful, how come you guys got beaten like this in a fight?"
"Uncle Dong."
Wang Jianjun and Wang Jianguo were also men who cared about their reputation. After being exposed by Jia Dongsheng, they immediately lowered their heads. It was indeed very embarrassing to lose the fight.
"Old Jia, you don't know, I've only been back for a few days, so I don't have the time to teach them a few moves. So, if they lose, it has nothing to do with me!"
Wang Yong, who was standing by, didn't know if he was drunk, but when he heard Jia Dongsheng blame himself for his son's defeat, he quickly explained.
Looking at his expression, he must have felt ashamed to see his son being beaten. If he was the one who taught his son, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?
"So that's how it is!"
Nodding in understanding, Jia Dongsheng looked at the brothers Jianjun and Jianguo and said with a smile, "Your father is very capable. Practice with him, and you won't get beaten up black and blue next time you fight."
"Don't say that, Lao Jia."
Wang Yong waved his hand modestly. "Your skills are better than mine. What's more, my skills were honed on the battlefield. It's not a big deal to teach them to a child. What if they kill or maim them? That would cause trouble!"
What he said was true, but he didn't know that his words made the four children's blood boil!
Children don't understand the concept of killing or maiming others. They even think that if they fight, they have to be ruthless.
Therefore, everyone stared at Wang Yong with burning eyes, as if they all wanted to learn from him how to kill or cripple people.
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