In the end, he listened to it and went out to hang out with people."

"Grandpa Six." Zhao Jun didn't care who was hanging. At this time, he asked Wang Changhai: "What is tiger blood meatball? Does it have anything to do with the big claws?"

"Hey!" Wang Changhai raised his hand and swung it up, calling Zhao Jun and said, "Big grandson smashed it!"

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was stunned. It was the first time that someone called him that, he was really not used to it.

"Is it okay?" Wang Changhai smiled and said to Zhao Jun: "Now, guns are better than the old foreign cannons, but if you use guns, you can kill the big claws with a few people.

, Can you still catch him?"

Wang Changhai thought that Zhao Jun would immediately calm down when he said this. But as soon as he said that, he was happy that Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan were both happy.

"Lanzi." Wang Yanshuang asked, "What are you happy with?"

"Uncle Six, Fourth Brother." Wang Meilan gestured to Zhao Jun and asked the father and son: "Do you know what my child's nickname is?"

"Mom!" Zhao Jun hurriedly put his hand on Wang Meilan's arm and smiled, "What are you talking about?"

The more he refused to say it, the more curious the two of them were.

"What's the name?" Wang Changhai and Wang Yanshuang asked in unison. Wang Meilan smiled and said, "Lingnan and Lingxi all call my son Fuhu General."

"Tiger General?" Wang Changhai and Wang Yanshuang stared at Zhao Jun with two big eyes.

"Oh my God!" Wang Changhai said in surprise: "I have heard of this nickname, I'm at Lindian. That's what... the big grandson smashed it!"

Zhao Jun: "..."

"Hey, Grandpa Six." Don't worry about whether he is used to it or not, the old man is there. Zhao Jun responded and heard Wang Changhai say, "That is the Fuhu General?"

"Yeah, it's me." Zhao Jun responded again, and Wang Yanshuang asked: "Who was catching tigers in the newspaper in the beginning of last year?"

Zhao Jun was nodding when he heard Wang Meilan say, "It's not just that one!"

"Ah?" Wang Changhai and Wang Yanshuang looked at Wang Meilan in surprise, and then heard Wang Meilan continue saying: "My son caught one last month, just in December last year?"

As he said that, Wang Meilan pointed to her cloth-covered TV and added: "I was on TV at that time."

"Oh my God!" This sentence seemed to be Wang Changhai's oral words. The old man looked at Zhao Jun in shock and said, "Boy, are you more evil than your great grandma?"

"Ah?" When Zhao Jun heard Wang Changhai's words, he felt something was wrong and immediately asked, "Grandpa Six, can my grandma grab big claws?"

Wang Meilan also looked at Wang Changhai. As soon as he remembered, Wang was sick and sick when he slapped his hands. Although he was running around and outside the mountains, he was definitely not the one who could fight against tigers.

"Hi, my god!" Wang Changhai curled his lips and said proudly: "Grandmaster, don't you know what your grandma is doing, right?"

"Aren't you a horse seller?" Zhao Jun said this, which made Wang Changhai stunned.

Seeing the old man's expression abnormal, Zhao Jun said again: "I have opened a fresh store in the city at the foot of the mountain."

The more Zhao Jun said, Wang Changhai frowned tighter, and then the old man asked Zhao Jun, "No? Who did you listen to this?"

"Ah?" Zhao Jun was a little confused. He looked at Wang Meilan beside him and said, "Mom, aren't you all talking about this?"

Wang Meilan: “…”

Wang Meilan was also confused. These were all told to her by her father!

Seeing that Wang Meilan's face was wrong, Wang Changhai smiled and said, "Lanzi, did your father not tell you?"

"Uncle Six." Wang Meilan leaned forward and asked Wang Changhai, "What is my father doing?"

Yes, what did the Yong'an giant slap King make his fortune by making his fortune?

This issue has been different for the past thirty years in Yong'an Forest District.

When Wang Meilan said that her family had golden watermelons and golden grapes, Xing San asked her what business was Wang Dazhang doing at the foot of the mountain, and how could she be so rich?

Zhao Jun also thought about this question, but he really couldn't think of how such a big man could come out of this mountain valley.

"Lanzi!" At this time, Wang Changhai asked Wang Meilan a strange question and said, "Just before, our eighteen roads are full of beards, do you know?"

"Yes!" Wang Meilan nodded and said, "I know this. I have too many beards and must have dozens of nests."

"It's eighty-two nests." Wang Changhai corrected it for a moment, and then said: "The big ones and the small ones add up to have more than a thousand beards."

The northeast is not like the place next to it. It is not easy to live in a shack in the middle of winter and cellars.

With a bunch of beards, there are ten people in the big gang. There are three or five people in the small gang.

"These beards don't harm the common people, right?" Wang Changhai asked, Wang Meilan smashed her mouth and said, "It's really not possible!"

"Then how do they rely on to live?" Wang Changhai then asked another question, but he asked Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan.

If a beard in the mountains does not go down the mountain, what will they rely on to live? Robbing the passing pedestrians?

There are only poor and remote areas, and there are not many outsiders coming in now, let alone before liberation.

If you live by robbing past pedestrians, you won’t be as profitable as running mountains.

Seeing that the mother and mother were confused, Wang Changhai smiled and said, "These beards are supported by my elder brother."
Chapter completed!