Chapter Five Hundred and Eightieth: Dismount

"Yo, what a handsome doll, why did you come to the mountain scene?" The tall woman next to the old one-armed woman also stood up. Shen Long also wore a red turban, and Shen Long recognized it at a glance. This is the important supporting role in the TV series, the red turban.

"Master, elder sister, my daughter-in-law and I came here from Shandong, and we got here through the customs. We got lost in the heavy snow, so we came in as a last resort. Please take us in for two days, and we will leave when we can walk on the road. "Shen Long clasped his hands, turned around and took out a jar of good wine from Chen Wuye's search from the carriage, "It's the first time to come to the door, please ask the uncle and elder sister to warm up after drinking the wine."

"Hey, I thought I could have a few bites, but I didn't expect it to be someone who owns it." The red scarf sat down lazily, Xian'er heard what she meant, and glared at the guy who was molesting her man .

Hehe, the two who were originally like sisters, it was not very pleasant to meet for the first time this time, Shen Long smiled, stepped forward and handed the wine jar to the old one arm.

The old one-armed man glanced at Shen Long's cart twice, raised his hand and pushed away the wine he handed over, and said coldly, "The mountain farm is not a good place, no outsiders are accepted here, you'd better go!"

Shen Long knew that the old one-armed man had a cold face and a warm heart. He saw that Xian'er was handsome, and there were a lot of things hidden in his car, and he was worried that the people in the mountain yard would have bad intentions, and these two people alone could carry such a A big car traveling such a long distance must not be a simple person. Once a conflict occurs, it will be bad for everyone.

Shen Long handed over the wine jar again, "Our Shandong old Zhu's family is also a hard-working person. I can help you cut down trees, and I can also accompany you to drink. I am not afraid of wolves in the woods. Just let me stay for a few days Bar?"

"Shandong old Zhu's family? Who is Zhu Kaishan from you?" Shen Long's words worked, Zhu Kaishan's name is still very famous in the Jianghu, and the old one-armed man is also from Shandong. If you have dealt with the government, you must have heard his name.

"That's my father. My father fled to Kanto after the Gengzi year. He only came back last year and asked my family to come to Kanto to look for him. My mother and two younger brothers left by sea boat. My wife and I walked on dry roads. I'm not familiar with Guandong Road, so I made a mistake when it was snowing." Shen Long said, "I know that you must be a good man from this look, and meeting is fate, whether you accept me or not, this altar All wine counts as my filial piety to you."

"Zhu Kaishan's baby? No wonder you can go so far!" People are famous trees and shadows, and when Shen Long announced Zhu Kaishan's name, the old one-armed man believed him 70% to 80% immediately, "Okay, in the mountain yard There are so many vacant houses, you and your wife can choose one to live in, but I don't care if anything happens."

"Many thanks, uncle, and this eldest sister, what do you two call me?" Shen Long cupped his hands and asked, he couldn't say what he wanted to say, but once he reported Zhu Kaishan's name, it would work. It seems that Zhu Kaishan's reputation is quite resounding.

"I'm the leader of this mountain scene, you can just call me Old One Arm!" Old One Arm is also carrying a lawsuit, and he doesn't want to reveal his real name to others easily, "As for her, you can call me Red Turban .”

"This man is handsome, and his wife is also good-looking, sister, I will take you to find a good place!" The red scarf was not angry when Xian'er stared twice, and came over to help with a smile.

Shen Long didn't look down on her because of the red scarf's business of flesh and blood. When it comes to being human, this red scarf is better than many people. The old Zhu's family has all been favored by her, "Thank you, sister Hong, later My wife and I are here to toast you and the old man."

I found an empty house to unload the things in, and tied up the two horses in the shed next door, brushed off the snow on their bodies, and fed some fodder,

Shen Long took Xian'er, took some bacon and found the old man, "Old man, sister Hong, shall I have a drink with you two?"

"This wine is not a good thing, drink as little as you can." The old man took a sip of the wine and said, someone was watching when he just unloaded the car, he was afraid that Shen Long would drink too much and cause trouble.

"It's okay, I can drink enough." Shen Long took the wine glass from the hand of the red scarf and toasted them a few times. At this time, the wood gang guys from the mountain yard also gathered around, looking for Shen Long to drink one by one, muttering a few words , Seeing that these people and Shen Long didn't listen.

"It's no fun to drink dryly. Sister Hong will sing a little song for us?" the wood gang clerk suggested, but his eyes kept glancing back and forth at the wooden house where Xian'er and Shen Long put their things.

The red turban drank a few cups of wine and was in the mood to sing, "You can't see the Yangguan Road if you look forward, and you can't see General White Horse when you look back..."

Xian'er looked at the red scarf, and the previous disgust disappeared. While listening to the little song, Shen Long's eyes were on those people. Why couldn't he see what these people were thinking?

So as soon as the red scarf finished singing, Shen Long applauded and praised, and then laughed and said, "Sister Hong sings well, but there is nothing missing in drinking. Since sister Hong has already sung, I will give it to you, brother." Come on, everyone."

"Hehe, can you sing?" the red turban asked, but the kiba guys were booing, and kept yelling that it was meaningless for a man to sing.

"Brothers are right, men's songs are indeed not as interesting as sister Hong's, but ah, what I plan to come is not a small song, I am a vulgar person, and I can't sing, so I will practice it for everyone Don't make fun of yourself, big guy!" Shen Long cupped his hands and walked to the middle of the yard.

Before they agreed, they started to practice, it was all superficial kung fu, but Shen Long played it like a tiger, the old man squinted his eyes when he saw it, and those woodworkers also put down their wine bowls, fresh water Wang Wang's eyes looked at Shen Long.

At the end of the set of punches, Shen Long gave a final shout and slammed his fist to the right, just in time to hit the wood piled up in the woodyard. With a click, the thick wooden branch was hit twice by Shen Long's punch. cut.

"Huh~~" The guys at the woodyard gasped. They deal with wood every day, and they know how hard this kind of wood is. Even if you have a thick arm, if you want to chop it with an axe, you may not be able to cut it in two or three strokes. , but now it was broken by Shen Long's punch, how much strength does this arm have?

"Good work! Lai Manshang has done it!" The old man patted his head on his thigh and raised his wine glass. Now he felt relieved. At first he was worried that this child would not understand depth at such a young age, but now he saw that he was a veteran.

Just now he showed such a hand, but it was a serious blow. This is to tell those lumberyard guys, don't open your eyes, Master Xiaoxiao's fists don't recognize people. Once this hand is released, who would dare to trouble him?