Zhang Ruoyu, who received the little old lady's WeChat message asking for help, took a sip of the freshly brewed Dahongpao.

"Tens of thousands of people blocking the door? It seems that the royal family is really powerful."

"The Royal Family is indeed top-notch..."

The little old lady took some time off from her busy schedule and replied to a WeChat message: "Ruoyu, don't be useless, come and protect me."

After sending the WeChat message, the little old lady handed the phone to Mr. Huang who was sitting opposite: "You have also seen it. I have said both what should be said and what should not be said. The atmosphere has been heightened to this point. If my grandson-in-law is still If you don’t want to come, you can’t blame me.”

"You are his wife's grandmother..." Mr. Huang said in a deep voice. "Is he so unemotional?"

After saying that, Mr. Huang looked back at the three or five smelly fish and shrimps following him.

Where did the tens of thousands of people come from?

Do you really think it’s free?Everyone has to pay an appearance fee.

"Do you think he is my useless son?"

The little old lady cast a sidelong glance at her old enemy: "My Ruoyu is famous for being domineering and domineering. Don't call me a little old lady. He even beats and kicks his own wife at every turn."

"Are you quite proud?" Mr. Huang twitched his lips.

"It's not even a matter of pride."

The little old lady's face showed the pride of Mr. Huang: "I can only say that I am a little proud."

The little old lady rolled her eyes at Mr. Huang: "After all, that daughter of yours who talks about her every day has become pregnant by my wicked son who is nothing, and her reputation has collapsed."

"Look at my granddaughter again. She is usually quiet and quiet, but she deceived the heartthrob General Zhang into becoming the house husband."

"Tsk..."

The little old lady clicked her tongue provocatively: "I can't say that I'm a judge of superiority. I can only say that if a woman achieves the virtues of your daughter, then she will die."

"Han Zhujun, you are going too far!" Mr. Huang blew his beard angrily and glared.

"I know you're jealous, but can you stop being jealous first?"

The little old lady was playing with her mobile phone, as if she had let go all her grievances of the past 30 years: "Your sons are still soaking in the sea. We are here drinking hot tea, blowing on the heater, and eating sweet food." The delicious hot breakfast, and then thinking about their situation, as an outsider, I can’t bear it.”

"you…"

Mr. Huang was so angry that he was so angry.

This eighth lady is still the same as before, angry to death and not willing to pay for her life.

No wonder even her lover rebelled and was at odds with her!

"Why don't you give General Zhang a call?" Mrs. Han grinned evilly, with an evil look on her face. "In terms of status, you are considered General Zhang's grandfather after all. How can he not give you face?"

After saying that, Mrs. Han handed the phone to Mr. Huang.

The latter froze and did not dare to answer.

If you really want to give me face, you won't throw my useless sons into the sea.

What good intentions can this eighth woman have?

She just wants to see herself embarrassed!

Mr. Huang's eyes fell on his eldest son who was hiding in the corner pretending to be working and looking at his mobile phone. He groaned: "Hit me!"

"Ah?" Boss Huang raised his head with a confused look on his face and looked at his father with innocent eyes. "What are you hitting? Dad, I have repeatedly emphasized before coming here that Grandma Han is your old comrade-in-arms and we have comradeship. How can you hit her?"

Mr. Huang was so angry that he almost overturned the table.

Not only was this kid disobedient, he simply pretended to be crazy and acted like a fool. It was as if he didn't hear a word of what he said to Mrs. Han so loudly just now!

"I want you to call Uncle Han and beg him to be kind and kind, and to give your stinky brothers a way out!" Mr. Huang said through gritted teeth.

"My brothers have been spoiled since childhood and have perverse temperaments. I have repeatedly taught them to be kind to others and not to be aggressive and aggressive at every turn."

Even if Boss Huang is beaten to death, he will not make this call.

"I think this trip to the seaside may not be a bad thing for them. At least it will make them understand what it means to be surrounded by people and mountains beyond the mountains." Mr. Huang said righteously. "Binhai is definitely an illegal place."

Mr. Huang was so angry that he felt dizzy.

However, Mrs. Han cast an appreciative and pertinent look at Boss Huang: "Old guy, what your eldest son teaches is very similar, it's like that."

"Why didn't you educate your daughter well? Isn't the idea of ​​favoring boys over girls too serious?" Mrs. Han said meaningfully. "I remember when you were 40 years old, but since you were mainly responsible for propaganda work, your thinking should be very advanced."

Mr. Huang was very frustrated.

He slammed the table and glared at Mrs. Han angrily: "Han Zhujun, don't fucking force me to fall out!"

When Mrs. Han heard this, her face was full of fear.

Like a little naughty boy, he looked at Zhang Ruoyu who had appeared at the door at some unknown time.

"Ruoyu, this big shot from the capital is using his power to bully others and wants to bully me, an old man who is left behind!"

Royal father and son suddenly turned around and saw the tall and mighty Zhang Ruoyu standing at the door.

Boss Huang only glanced at it and continued to "work" with his head down, ignoring what was going on outside the window.

Mr. Huang's mouth twitched and he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

When he wanted to get up, he felt that he was his grandfather after all. He had no face, but he couldn't afford it. His butt was so hot that he couldn't sit still...

"How are you going to fall out?"

Zhang Ruoyu walked over.

Although there is only one person, it is like an army of thousands, swallowing up mountains and rivers with force.

Others may not feel anything when they see this cook.

But Boss Huang had seen with his own eyes the majestic appearance of this young general commanding the 30 Bei Mang Army.

He even knows her grandson-in-law better than Mrs. Han...

"I was just joking with my old comrades. Can this be taken seriously? The situation is too small." Mr. Huang's voice was tight and he did not dare to act like a grandfather at all.

"Oh."

Zhang Ruoyu walked over.

Although there was no mountain or water, it frightened the royal family and his son.

Only those who don’t know can be fearless.

I know it, and I’m stunned.

"Old man Deng, when are you going to explode the gold coins?"

"Your son Huang Liujia is still waiting to inherit your family business and eat your meal."

Don't wait for Mr. Huang to have an attack.

Zhang Ruoyu narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't get excited, I'm just making an ethical statement, but it's really not a big deal."

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