On Tongmamo, the only person who can be called Da Alang is Yang Chenglie.

Yang Shouwen was a little confused. Didn’t my father agree to stay in Xingyang and stay in love with the mountains and rivers from now on, and work hard to make money?

A few days ago, Yang Chenglie sent someone to deliver the newly brewed Lumen Spring Wine.

It was a wine brewed by Lu Weijiu according to the secret method of ancestral inheritance. It was more similar to rice wine, and it was completely different from the distilled Qingping Dice. According to my father, people in Xingyang like Lumenchun, while those in Youzhou and Hebei Road are more popular.

According to the pre-Qin period, Hebei Road belongs to the land of Yan and Zhao.

Since ancient times, Yan and Zhao have been generous and tragic people, who like strong wine and are fond of heroes; while Jingluo and the Central Plains have been poetry and books in the world, and they like mellow wine, and they are slightly rejected by too strong wine. This is similar to the regional cultures of the north and south in later generations. At first, southerners did not like strong wine, but with the development of the times, strong wine began to become popular in the south.

In his previous life, Yang Shouwen was repeatedly exposed to human tragedy by southerners.

Therefore, it takes a process to promote Qingping in Jingluo area, and it cannot be achieved overnight.

Yang Chenglie had previously vowed in his letter: He should devote himself to the promotion of Qingping Dian!

But in this blink of an eye, how did he come to Shendu?

Yang Shouwen was confused, but he hurried to the front yard.

At this moment, the front yard was a little confused.

Yang Chenglie shouted loudly at the door of the living room: "Shizi, Shizi, come out quickly, Dad, I'm here!"

Yang Shouwen had already walked to the door, but when he heard the familiar voice, he couldn't help but pause and his face showed bitterness.

Based on his knowledge of his father, he was definitely not alone when he shouted like this.

But I feel really ashamed!

If you show off your son like this, you will have no friends. Do you know?

What was Yang Chenglie's idea? Yang Shouwen could guess a rough idea. However, he still walked out of the door and walked towards the living room step by step. When Yang Chenglie saw Yang Shouwen, his eyes lit up. He took two steps forward, then stopped again, stood on the edge of the porch, with his hands behind his back, and looked as if he was calm and gentle.

Do you want to do this?

Yang Shouwen couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly walked two steps in front of Yang Chenglie.

"Father……"

Before he could finish his words, Yang Chenglie had already grabbed him and then gave Yang Shouwen a hug full of fatherly love.

Yang Shouwen could feel that his father's body was trembling.

After more than a month of separation, even though there were letters, Yang Chenglie was still worried.

This god is not Changping or Xingyang. This is the center of the world. Although it is prosperous and lively, it is full of gold everywhere, but it is full of murderous intent. Yang Chenglie believes that Yang Shouwen can survive. However, he is still tossing and turning every night in Xingyang.

Yang Shouwen felt the excitement in his father's heart and hugged him hard.

"Boy. Remember to give me a face later. Do you understand?"

"ah?"

Yang Shouwen's brain was a little down and he didn't react.

At this time, Yang Chenglie seemed to have calmed down, and then said with a bright smile: "Stupid boy, he has grown taller again."

As he spoke, he took Yang Shouwen's hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you to meet an elder."

It's true!

Yang Shouwen said in his heart, thinking: I shouldn’t have any fantasies about my father.

However, he could see that Yang Chenglie was very happy and very happy. I don’t know who he was going to let me meet again this time.

Yang Shouwen followed Yang Chenglie all the way to the living room. He saw an old man with gray hair sitting upright in the living room.

In his head, there was also a middle-aged man who looked about the same age as Yang Chenglie but seemed to be younger than Yang Chenglie. When Yang Chenglie walked in, the middle-aged man stood up, but the old man was as stable as Mount Tai.

When she walked into the living room, Yang Chenglie obviously became much more dignified and steady.

He took Yang Shouwen to the old man first, bowed and said, "Mr. Zhang, this is Qingzhi."

Qingzhi, come and see your uncle."

granduncle?

Yang Shouwen was stunned. Who is the one from grandpa's generation?

Yang Shouwen had never heard Yang Chenglie talk about his grandfather Yang Dafang. Now an uncle suddenly ran out, which caught him off guard.

However, in order not to embarrass his father, he still bowed respectfully to the old man to the ground.

The old man looked at least seventy years old, with gray hair and beard.

But his spirit looked very energetic. Sitting there, he exuded an inexplicable majesty atmosphere, but a kind smile appeared in his eyes.

"Go up quickly, the immortal will make a splash, and the banished immortal will emerge.

When I was in Jingzhou, I heard your name, but I didn’t expect it to be the grandson of Dafang Brother. It really surprised me.”

Yang Shouwen hurriedly welcomed him.

Yang Chenglie said: "Mr. Zhang is your grandfather's friend, but he hasn't contacted him for many years.

This time he came to Shendu with the order and passed by Xingyang to talk to me about you. So when he came to Shendu, he came to see you."

After saying that, he pointed to the middle-aged man next to the old man.

"Call Brother Jiu quickly."

The middle-aged man was strong and burly, not very tall, and he looked about 175.

When he heard Yang Chenglie say this, the black face suddenly turned into a purple color. Looking at Yang Chenglie's gaze was also murderous.

What's the meaning?

This middle-aged man looks like he is about the same age as his father.

Yang Shouwen was immediately at a loss and couldn't open his mouth.

The old man also smiled and pointed at Yang Chenglie and said, "Wenxuan, you said you are so old, why are you still like a child?"

"Yes, Ah Wenxuan bullies me again."

You can imagine what it would be like to be cute in an old man in his forties?

Anyway, Yang Shouwen felt chills and his face was filled with confusion.

The old man said, "You don't have to make things difficult for Qingzhi. In terms of seniority, it is normal for you to call me and Brother Jiu. Don't look at your Jiu's appearance now. He praised you all the time along the way, and said that you would drink three hundred cups of wine with you when you find an opportunity."

"Brother Ninth!"

After the old man said this, Yang Shouwen would no longer be embarrassed.

But after he called out 'Jiu Ge', he heard Yang Chenglie laughing, "Jiu Lang, call me uncle."

"I won't call you uncle even if I beat you to death. You won't think about it in your life."

Jiulang gritted his teeth and stared at Yang Chenglie.

The relationship between these two seems to be very complicated, but Yang Shouwen probably guessed a clue together.

"Yang Wenxuan, wait for me... I will tell my fourth brother that he will cause trouble for you at that time."

"Well……"

When Yang Chenglie heard the word "Fourth Brother", he showed an embarrassing expression on his face.

What's the situation? Why is there a "fourth brother"?
Chapter completed!