In the bath diagonally across from Du Fu Restaurant, when Yang Junhao and Song Mei entered the door, Old Yang was closing his eyes to rest.

This old guy has a very leisurely life every day. When he feels sleepy, he squints for a while and feels happy and at ease.

Yang Ziru's mother, on the other hand, was not interested in what was going on in the bathhouse and seemed not to see her every day.

Before entering the house, Yang Junhao bought some things in a nearby supermarket. To visit the old man, the things were essential, so I took as much as he wanted.

"Uncle!" Yang Junhao walked closer and shouted softly.

The uncle and nephew were not very familiar with each other, and even Yang Junhao didn't know that he had an uncle who was a cousin of his father, Yang Fu.

Old Man Yang narrowed his eyes. He was not very sleepy. He sat up immediately when someone called him.

I thought someone was coming to take a bath, but after taking a closer look, I recognized him.

"Junhao!" Old Man Yang was stunned for a moment and quickly waved his hand: "Sit down quickly!"

Yang Junhao is very familiar with the polite words when meeting his elders. How many times he has met his father Yang Fu's family's old friend, how to speak, he has been practicing since he was a child.

After greetings, Yang Junhao smiled: "Uncle! Now my two sisters are already store owners, why do you still have to work so hard? Isn't it comfortable to throw away the bath and travel around the country with my aunt!

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"Store owner? Haha!" Old Man Yang replied with a smile: "Yeah! But it doesn't seem to have much to do with me. Both daughters will get married in the future! If they get married, we will put the bathtub

If you don’t do it anymore, your aunt and I will drink from the northwest wind!"

"Don't you have pension insurance? Two people can't spend all their money in a month!" Yang Junhao found it difficult to agree with their ideas. At this age, people should travel around while they can still move around, otherwise they will not think about it in the future.

No matter where I go, I feel powerless.

"After all, it's me, an old man who can't sit still!" Old Man Yang seemed to have thought of something, and waved his hand as he stood up: "Wait a moment!"

He turned back to the inner room and soon fetched a few boxes of cigarettes.

Putting the cigarettes on the table, Old Yang carefully opened a box and pushed it in front of Yang Junhao: "Nephew, smoke!"

Yang Junhao took a closer look at the cigarette and couldn't help being slightly startled. The out-of-print Yellow Crane Tower has a market price of 9,999 yuan a piece, and the price of a box is close to 1,000 yuan! It's an absolutely good cigarette.

"Uncle! You feel so comfortable!" Yang Junhao praised repeatedly.

"Haha! This cigarette! I usually can't bear to smoke it. I have to have important guests come to my house, otherwise I won't take it out." Old Yang waved his hand: "What are you doing standing there? Have one!"

Yang Junhao grabbed the cigarette case and handed one to Old Man Yang. After helping him light it, he also lit one himself.

This kind of cigarette is not unfamiliar to him. His father, Yang Fujia, loves this kind of cigarette and cannot live without it wherever he goes.

"Junhao, do you know the origin of this smoke?" Old Man Yang puffed away the smoke happily and leisurely.

"I don't know!" Yang Junhao shook his head. Listening to what Old Man Yang said, it seemed that he had a lot of background.

"Six months ago, a poor boy in ragged clothes came to my bathhouse and wanted to take a bath and get a haircut, but he couldn't afford the money! So he discussed with me and he said he would use these boxes of cigarettes to make a deal with me.

, he took a bath and then got a haircut here, and the cigarettes were mine, so! I agreed!" Thinking of the past, Old Man Yang felt as if it had just happened, and he was very interested in talking about it.

"Uncle, can I spend twenty to take a bath and get a haircut here? I guess I can't even spend twenty, right? Since that guy can afford such high-end cigarettes, why can't he spend dozens of dollars?"

Yang Junhao was puzzled and shook his head repeatedly.

"That person said well! My wallet was stolen and I was penniless. I was very doubtful about the authenticity of the cigarette, but after thinking about it I finally agreed. Even if he didn't give me the cigarette, I would definitely

As he wished, the child looks very pitiful, and I, the old man, am a soft-hearted person." Old Man Yang smoked a cigarette and laughed.

"Did that person appear again later?" Yang Junhao suddenly became interested and thought that the guy might be a tourist from a foreign land. It was really tragic that he was so pitiful.

Old Man Yang narrowed his eyes, but his mouth was grinning from ear to ear: "You are very familiar with that person, Du Feng!"

"Du Feng? My Uncle Feng?" Yang Junhao was shocked and his mouth formed an O shape.

"Yes! Du Feng didn't know how he got around at that time. He was unshaven and wearing an old lady's flowery underwear. It's really funny when you think about it." Old Man Yang took a puff of cigarette and said slowly.

Song Mei could only hide her mouth and laugh. A grown man was wearing an old lady's flowery underpants. It was really funny!

"Uncle Feng, are there times when I'm so embarrassed?" Yang Junhao pretended to wipe his sweat.

Yang Junhao's clever mind was very impressive. He figured things out and immediately understood what was going on.

Du Feng rescued Yang Fujia, who became sworn brothers with him and gave him several boxes of good cigarettes. This is human nature and logical logic.

"Du Feng is a very motivated guy. After tidying up, he went to work as a waiter at the barbecue food stall diagonally across the street. The owner of that restaurant was surnamed Li. He soon returned to his hometown because of family matters, so Du Feng took over the store and changed its name to Dufu Restaurant.

This is the restaurant you see now." Old man Yang seemed to be telling a story, whether Yang Junhao knew it or not, he told it all over again.

Yang Junhao nodded repeatedly: "Uncle Feng is definitely an amazing guy. He can always be reborn. Of course, we can't even imagine the hardships he endured."

Yang Junhao is the eldest son of the Yang family. He has never suffered any hardship since he was a child. He is deeply impressed by Du Feng's experience.

Yang Junhao has been familiar with Du Feng for a long time, and he knows all about Du Feng's good and bad qualities.

Apart from Du Feng, he didn't think there would be another person who could drop everything in the face of adversity and be willing to start from a small role and grow into a powerful person in a short period of time.

"To be honest, I still miss him, Junhao! Do you have any contact with him?" Old Man Yang confided his heart. He saw everything about Du Feng and liked him from the bottom of his heart. In Old Man Yang's eyes, Du Feng

Definitely the best son-in-law candidate.

Moreover, his eldest daughter Yang Ziru has turned down countless blind dates so far. Old Yang and his wife know very well that her sweetheart is none other than Du Feng.

"Uncle Feng! Well! You are with me! It's just that you didn't come back with me this time due to some unexpected circumstances. Next time I have a chance, I will come with him to visit you." Yang Junhao smiled slightly, and there was something in his smile.

Half a hint of bitterness.

Du Feng was stabbed seven times and survived. His fate was tough and lucky, but the pain he was experiencing now was simply unimaginable.

"Are we really with you?" Old Man Yang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"Yes!" Yang Junhao nodded, but he finally held back and did not tell Du Feng's current situation.

"I want to talk to him on the phone, please tell me his number! This guy changes his number so frequently, even I don't know which number he is using now!" Old Man Yang pulled the landline behind him, taking his time.

said.

Yang Junhao hesitated a little, this was something he had never thought of, but now that the matter was at this point, he could not make up lies.

After telling Du Feng's phone number, Old Man Yang dialed the numbers one by one on the keys.

The phone went through and rang twice, but Old Man Yang unexpectedly hung up the phone, found a pen, and wrote down the phone number on a piece of paper.

Yang Junhao was even more confused: "Uncle, don't you want to talk to him?"

Old Man Yang chuckled: "What should I tell him? It's your sister Ziru who should call him. I'll get a number for her. If she wants to contact her, it will be more convenient, right?"

Yang Junhao was so embarrassed that he wanted to say that Du Feng might not be willing to contact Yang Ziru, but his determination was surprisingly strong today and he didn't say anything.

Song Mei had been listening to the conversation between the two, and at the end, she gently pushed Yang Junhao away: "Mr. Yang, who is that Du Feng? How come you've been talking about it since you started in a restaurant, and you're still talking about it now?"

"Du Feng is my Uncle Feng. If I have a chance, I can introduce you to him, but I'm afraid you'll fall in love with him within three sentences!" Yang Junhao laughed.

Song Mei snorted: "Is it that exaggerated? Besides, why would I like an old man?"

In her opinion, the person Yang Junhao calls uncle must be the same age as Yang Daxiong, over fifty years old, or close to fifty years old!

"Are you thinking wrong? I said I liked it, but I didn't say I was in love! They are completely different things!" Yang Junhao joked, taking the opportunity to joke with Song Mei, and felt very comfortable.

The three of them were talking, and a person walked in slowly from outside the door, a woman.

Song Mei let out a soft cry, and her small cherry mouth gradually turned into an O-shape.

"What a beauty!" She praised in a low voice. She has worked with men all year round and rarely sees women at work, let alone such a beautiful woman!

The beauties in the cosmetics store previously amazed her with their memorials, but the one in front of her was even more dazzling than that one.

Perhaps the temperaments of the two are completely different. This beauty is reserved and a little introverted, but she can't express that feeling. She seems to have the style of a working woman, with a very elegant temperament, a smile that is as standard as a stewardess, and thin lips.

The inner third has neat white teeth and is as white as jade.

"Sister Zi Ru!" Yang Junhao stood up in a hurry. Most of the women he came into contact with were little girls. Even if they were quite old, they all had the temperament of a little girl. Whether it was a pretense or a natural result, Yang Junhao liked that one.

But the charm of women in the workplace is more eye-catching than that of young women. Yang Junhao is used to seeing his sister-in-law Yang Qian. She is a representative figure of women in the workplace. Her beauty has a hint of coldness, which makes men shy away. She is a person who can be seen from a distance.

A beauty that cannot be toyed with.

Compared with Yang Qian, Yang Ziru is several years younger. With the same gorgeous appearance, the young Yang Ziru seems to be better.

"Junhao!" Yang Ziru's beautiful eyebrows trembled slightly as she immediately looked left and right, as if she was looking for someone.
Chapter completed!