In the end, Uncle Jiu did not accept the shirt offered by Lin Cheng.

This thing is so eye-catching, it looks like a gigolo.

Uncle Jiu didn't even know what kind of aesthetics Lin Cheng had. With this kind of vision, it was okay when he was looking for his master. At other times, he couldn't bear to look at him!
Lin Cheng felt aggrieved. He had chosen this dress carefully. He couldn't understand why such a bright dress didn't look good.

Uncle Jiu ignored this and went to the tailor shop, bought a ready-made tuxedo, and walked to the Marshal's house with his head held high.

When the two of them arrived at the house, Dashuai Long was having a meal at the most popular revolving buffet in Japan.

Again, at this time of year, the Sino-Japanese War has not yet broken out, and the Chinese people do not yet have such unforgettable hatred for their childhood.

Many people even regard Xiaosheng as a benchmark and learn from Xiaosheng in everything.

"Oh, you came quite on time, you bastard!"

After Marshal Long saw Uncle Jiu, he said angrily.

The two of them can be considered old acquaintances, well, it should be said that they have known each other since childhood, and they have been very difficult to deal with since childhood.

When Uncle Jiu heard this, he rolled his eyes and was too lazy to answer the old boy.

After all these years, I still remember the time I beat him when I was a child. I have never seen such a stingy person!
Just when the situation reached a deadlock, Micheline walked out of the room with a pregnant belly.

"Brother Ying, long time no see, are you okay?"

Michelian instinctively wanted to go over and get close to Uncle Jiu, but as soon as she took a step forward, she remembered that she was now married to another man.

He could only stop with a wry smile and look at Uncle Jiu from a distance.

Uncle Jiu also had the same reaction. He looked at Lian Mei blankly, memories of the past flooding in like a tide.

In the end, there was only a long sigh.

"I'm fine. Sister Lian, where are you?"

Looking at the interaction between the two, Marshal Long suddenly felt unhappy. He stood up suddenly and said loudly:
"Brother Ying, Sister Lian, what a mess, I still have a parrot!"

"Douchiying, stay away from my wife. If you touch my wife's fetus, I'll take you out and shoot you!"

Marshal Long didn't care about eating anymore and immediately ran between the two of them, guarding Micheline behind him like a chicken.

Being disturbed by Marshal Long, the situation suddenly felt awkward.

Just as Uncle Jiu and Marshal Long were at war with each other, Lin Cheng's voice came.

"Aunt Lian, this lobster is good, very delicious."

Lin Cheng said while eating lobster.

Hearing this, Michelian smiled kindly.

When Lin Cheng was still young, Michelin took care of Lin Cheng for a while, and he was so old in a blink of an eye.

She walked over slowly, touched Lin Cheng's head and said:

"If you like it, eat more. If it's not enough, let the kitchen make another one."

As she spoke, Michelian turned to look at Uncle Jiu and Marshal Long, who were still facing each other affectionately. She frowned unconsciously and said loudly:
"You two, come over here and eat!"

When Uncle Jiu and Marshal Long heard this, they couldn't help but shrink their necks at the same time, and obediently came to the dining table and sat down.

However, their eyes never left each other.

When Lin Cheng saw this, he couldn't help but chuckle secretly.

Even though Micheline looks harmless, she looks like a fool.

He was famously aggressive back then.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to disobey his parents' orders and make a private life-long decision with Uncle Jiu.

Even after Uncle Jiu went to the mountain to study the Fa, he still resisted the pressure and waited for Uncle Jiu for so many years.

To put it bluntly, she is an extremely independent person.

Marshal Long has been able to go smoothly and become more and more powerful over the years, which is inseparable from Michelian's suggestions.

Therefore, Michelian is not a vase role that can be bullied by Long Dashuai, but a real mistress with the right to speak! "You are so grown up, you still act like a child!"

"Everyone, please eat! If anything happens, we'll talk about it after you finish your meal!"

When Michelian said this, she first glared at Marshal Long, who trembled all over and nodded quickly in response.

Michelian was then satisfied, and then looked at Uncle Jiu.

Facing Lian Mei's aggressive gaze, Uncle Jiu could only reluctantly nod in agreement.

He knew that he was unworthy of Lian Mei, so when he faced Lian Mei, he was naturally three points shorter.

"Cheng'er, eat slowly. Aunt Lian is tired. Let's take a rest first."

Seeing that she had intimidated the two crooked men, Michelian turned around with a different face and said to Lin Cheng with a smile.

Lin Cheng quickly nodded in agreement, got up and saw Aunt Lian off before coming back and sitting down.

At this time, Uncle Jiu and Marshal Long were chatting angrily.

"These Japanese sashimi are very expensive."

"Eat more now, you won't be able to eat anymore later."

Marshal Long said with a hint of sarcasm.

Well, he could only humble Uncle Jiu in this aspect.

Ever since he was young, no matter fighting, playing games or practicing martial arts, he could never compare to Uncle Jiu.

It can be said that he grew up under the pressure of Uncle Jiu.

But life is often so wonderful.

Uncle Jiu, who was excellent in every way, was impoverished when he grew up and had no choice but to stay in Yizhuang.

When the good-for-nothing Marshal Long grew up, he not only found a beautiful woman but also became a warlord.

Although he was just a small warlord, he was still a warlord. There were soldiers accompanying him when he came in and out. Uncle Bijiu didn't know where his majesty had gone.

When Uncle Jiu heard this, he responded without any sign of weakness:
"I don't know if this sashimi is expensive, but I advise the commander to eat less. You will soon be killed by the fat all over your body."

"Looking at you like this, you must be rarely active."

Dashuai Long hates people making excuses about his weight, because he has indeed gained a lot of weight in recent years.

So he immediately retorted:
"Who said that?"

"I get up at 9 o'clock in the morning, have breakfast first, and then go to the living room to lie down for a while, and then I can have lunch."

"After lunch, take a nap, and it'll be almost tea time."

"After eating, you sleep, and after you sleep, you eat again. Actually, the life of a commander is very hard."

When he said this, Long Dashuai had a proud look on his face, as if he was saying, you, a Yizhuang fan, can't understand the pain of being a commander.

Uncle Jiu was speechless when he heard this. Considering how promising you are, he didn't know how Lian Mei could fall in love with him.

"Commander, I heard that you have a strange disease. Can you tell us in detail?"

Seeing that Uncle Jiu was speechless, Lin Chengcheng took the initiative to change the topic very considerately.

Marshal Long had a good impression of Lin Cheng. After all, Aiwujiwu. Of course, considering that this guy was Douchiying's apprentice, he had a mixture of love and hate.

However, when facing Lin Cheng, Marshal Long wouldn't be as yin and yang as he was when facing Uncle Jiu.

"Who said I was sick? Apart from the fact that my fingernails are longer, my body is stiffer, and my neck is a little itchy, there is nothing wrong with me."

Marshal Long said naturally.

As he spoke, Marshal Long scratched the wound on his neck.

Apparently, he didn't realize the seriousness of the problem. (End of chapter)

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