As he said that, he even put his hands on him and patted Uncle Zhou on the shoulder to show encouragement.

However, he seemed to be a little stronger. Uncle Zhou was slapped by him, and a little pain appeared on his wrinkled face, but he quickly covered it up and just smiled foolishly.

"I think Grandpa Tang has made great contributions to this matter. Without his design, we wouldn't have built the house so quickly. Now we might have to have supper in the rain, right uncle."

Li Moxian sat next to Zhao Ganyu and felt itchy when he heard the words of several people.

After being pulled by her hand a few times, Zhao Ganyu also stopped talking to He Mingjie, looked at everyone and said, "The girl is right. Mr. Tang has made great contributions in building a wooden house. This is unquestionable. Of course, our friend He Mingjie has also helped a lot."

Zhao Ganyu said this, it was basically a final conclusion.

The others did not react slowly, and Uncle Wang and Xu Changsheng also expressed their gratitude to Uncle Zhou.

Uncle Zhou in the corner was happy, but he kept waving his hands and saying that it would not be enough. Obviously, he could not cope with everyone's enthusiasm.

"Hey, Mr. Tang, you are too modest.

Zhao Ganyu and Brother Zhao said that you have made great contributions, so you must not be wrong. You are the first to do this and can bear our respect and gratitude.

You are the soul of this wooden house. If it weren't for you, this wooden house would definitely not have been built.

You are not afraid of you to joke. Look at the house in our camp. It has been built for half a month. Compared with you, it is like a joke." As soon as Wang Jiahui said this, everyone's faces changed.

He obviously misinterpreted Zhao Ganyu's meaning. Uncle Zhou changed from being a great achievement to being the first achievement. Without him, a wooden house could not be built.

Although Uncle Zhou denied his words repeatedly after hearing them, the smile on his face almost overflowed.

Zihao was unhappy at that time, and he slapped his thigh and stood up, pointing at Wang Jiahui, yelling: "Sunzi, what do you mean? Letting you come here for free is to give you a face, don't be rude.

And Old Man Tang, you know the best in your heart how we treat you. Let’s talk about it, can this house be built without you?”

When he yelled like this, Uncle Zhou's face froze and he said tremblingly: "Everyone treats me, naturally, is very good at treating me. He doesn't bother me. He usually takes good care of me. I remember the old man in my heart.

It can be said that without you, the old man would not have lived to this day. This wooden house was built with everyone's efforts. It would be impossible for this house to be built without you."

"Hmph, as long as you know, you have a conscience."

Zihao groaned, satisfied with Uncle Zhou's reaction.

However, Zhao Ganyu frowned and shouted in a low voice: "Zihao, you can get drunk even if you sit down and eat something?"

"Linzi, you heard it too, he..."

"sit down!"

"Grass!"

Zihao cursed quietly. Although he was unhappy, he still sat down, grabbed the meat in the pot with chopsticks, threw it into his mouth and chewed it hard.

"Don't be angry, it's all my fault for me. I thought you all understood it privately, so I talked too much for a while. This is purely a slut. I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore, okay, it's all my fault. Angkor, you can calm down the fire."

Wang Jiahui seemed to realize that he had broken the atmosphere and quickly apologized.

Zihao didn't appreciate it and yelled back: "Who are you talking about? Who is your Angkor? Your whole family is your dog."

"Uh, this..." Wang Jiahui's face was full of embarrassment and kept saying sorry to everyone.

"Come on, damn Zihao, don't be angry, I'll treat you to shrimp."

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Li Moxian picked up a piece of shrimp and handed it over.

"Go away, Fatty, I'm angry." Zihao waved his right hand, but his left hand was very dishonest.

He Mingjie was in a very awkward situation at this time. If Zihao hadn't called him, he would have happened to be caught by Wang Jiahui.

If Wang Jiahui doesn't come back, it won't cause any discomfort at the dinner.

"Zihao, I apologize to you on behalf of him. He is just talking like this. It's all unintentional. It's up to me to save my face. Don't bother with him. How bad your mood will be if you ruin it."

He Mingjie bowed to Zihao. If there was wine, he would definitely raise his glass to apologize, but there was no.

So this kind of ancient etiquette can only be used.

Zihao glanced at him, waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't persuade me, I have this temper. You should eat and drink, just don't worry about me."

He Mingjie looked at Zhao Ganyu with a confused look on his face and asked for help, hoping that he would help him say a few words.

"Don't pay attention to him, he'll just make a fuss for a while." Zhao Ganyu had no choice but to smile bitterly, glanced at everyone, and found that everyone was in a daze. He said, "Don't stand there, eat, eat, don't waste such a good dish."

"oh oh."

Next, everyone began to eat. Because the atmosphere was damaged and there was less conversation. Zhao Ganyu frowned and looked at Wang Jiahui next to He Mingjie in secret, with a light flashing in his eyes.

At this time, Wang Jiahui was like a person who was fine, and he really responded to Zihao's words: Eat and drink.

It was clearly the source of all sins, but at this moment it seemed that everything that happened just now had nothing to do with him.

Is his heart so big? Or is there another reason, or he did it on purpose. Because it is hot pot, everything is hot.

Wang Jiahui cut a piece into cubes, put some yellowed and hot food into his mouth, and kept breathing, trying to dissipate the heat from it.

"Huhu, what are these pieces?

It tastes astringent and slightly bitter, but after chewing it, it feels sweet and refreshing, which makes people feel aftertaste. This is the first time I have eaten this kind of food, what is this."

"Okay, don't worry about this and that. Why do you think so much if you're so sick?

If I have a brother, I will not be in trouble in this camp. You can take care of your illness and try to lie down for a few more days so that I can hide for a few more days."

Zihao is not good at cultivating Zhao Ganyu when he is sick. He thinks about cooking all day long and cannot agree. In his opinion, this is questioning his ability, or wanting to take away his whole life. Who can bear it?

Li Moxian slapped him directly and said viciously: "Who did you let lie down for a few more days? Will you speak?"

She wrinkled her nose and her little face was tight. In one sentence, she looked fierce and masturbating.

Zihao was naturally not afraid, and laughed and said, "I'll care about my brother's love. What do you know about a little girl? You can hide aside."

Seeing that the two were about to choke, Zhao Ganyu pretended to cough a few times, asking them to notice that there were still patients here and needed quietness.
Chapter completed!