When he saw everyone sitting at the table and preparing to eat, Zhou Xiaoxing picked up his chopsticks and replied to Tie Fu's first question.

"Old man, no, uncle, I originally wanted to go to a restaurant with those people from Foshan for dinner. But when I thought of using those strangers to talk politely, I refused directly. After explaining some things with them, I came back. I'd rather eat and drink with you.

Relatively comfortable."

Tie Fu smiled, this is the reason. Although he has never experienced those banquets and dinners in official circles, he has still heard about them. In one word, they are too fake.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xiaoxing is still a real person.

Tie Yan'er handed a bottle of wine to her father, gave one to Zhou Xiaoxing, and one to herself. When she was putting a bottle of wine in front of Huang Feihong, she thought that his eyes were injured, so she took it back.

"Master Huang, your eyes are uncomfortable and you are not suitable for drinking."

Seeing Huang Feihong's slightly raised right hand, Zhou Xiaoxing reminded him in time. It seemed that the father and daughter did not know what Huang Feihong could see, and the former had no intention of telling him.

There was something in Zhou Xiaoxing's words. Huang Feihong knew that he knew it, and at the same time he chose to keep it a secret for him, and his worries suddenly disappeared.

Zhou Xiaoxing understands him.

No, he was simply reminding him. He had no other intention. He just didn’t want Huang Feihong to get involved in public, so he had to finish the meal no matter what. He brought it back on horseback for an hour.

"Master Zhou, do you really want to compete with Lei Yixiao?"

Tie Yaner had already told her father the plan they had discussed last night. Huang Feihong couldn't hear it, so she asked directly.

Zhou Xiaoxing took a mouthful of food and put it to his mouth. He put down the wine he picked up and glanced at Tie Fu on his left, intending to play dumb. When he saw the latter asking the same question, he knew that he also knew it.

Huang Feihong took his chopsticks and flicked around in the dish closest to him, like a blind man. After several times, he dared to feed it to his mouth. While chewing slowly, he concentrated on listening to them.

Dialogue.

"Yes."

There is no need to cover up. Everyone here is waiting for his answer. Zhou Xiaoxing looked around and nodded.

"Oh."

The father and daughter on the left and right had really daring expressions on their faces. Zhou Xiaoxing's body was tilted to the side and she slowly retracted, eating food and drinking.

It's a foregone conclusion, and it's unnecessary for them to worry. They just hope that they can help when the time comes, so that Zhou Xiaoxing will not be harmed by Lei Yixiao's vicious tricks.

Evil cannot defeat good, that is a commonly used word in books. In real life, evil will get together to consume the good that is not right, and then bully other evil under the banner of justice.

Sensing the worries of the two fathers and daughters, Zhou Xiaoxing took a sip of wine and revealed a dimple. When he smiled, he usually didn't have such things as dimples. This time, the corner of his mouth was raised at an angle that was too big, and a dimple appeared.

, the duration is not long, Zhou Xiaoxing disappears as soon as he speaks, and it is shorter than a flash in the pan.

"Not only that, I also want Lei Yixiao to arrange a lion dance competition, and we will compete again after the competition."

During the lion dance competition, Huang Feihong's hand holding the food stopped unconsciously in mid-air. Zhou Xiaoxing explained and compared his own shortcomings with others. He is the most powerful lion dance team in Foshan. In the competition the day before yesterday, he lost to Lei Yixiao's centipede.

Team.

This is what happened before Zhou Xiaoxing arrived in Foshan. There was a lot of buzz in the city. He should have heard something.

Sorry, I didn't hear that. The reason why he thought of the lion dance competition was entirely to make up for the loss of not seeing the Lion King Competition in the capital before. And also, to cheer up the people of Foshan.

If you want to watch two adults compete, it is estimated that not many people will come, but if you talk about the lion dance competition, it is different. This kind of performance can only be seen during festivals, and everyone will definitely rush to come.

When there are more people, Tie Yan'er can expose Lei Yixiao's bad deeds so that Lei Yixiao's reputation will be ruined and he will never get up again. He can not only effectively punish the bad guys, but also win the hearts and minds of the people. He can also get rid of a big harm in less than a day after taking office.

Political achievements, why not do it?

After taking a bite of rice, he continued: "That's not all. Before the competition, Lei Yixiao and I had to sign a military order. No matter what happened, we could not retaliate and we would bear everything on our own."

Ah this...

It’s a backup plan.

Tie Yan'er opened her mouth but said nothing. Zhou Xiaoxing's temperament was one that could not be persuaded. She was not his, so what qualifications did she have to persuade him?

"Okay, after dinner, Yan'er and I will go to Nengren Temple again to find out the people who colluded with Lei Yifei. It would be best if I, my lesbian, and the other people trapped in the temple can be saved. We can't be saved.

I will also retreat in time and not get myself involved."

Father Tie said this because he received encouragement from his daughter. This time they have Zhou Xiaoxing to help them, and the chance of successfully rescuing his daughter is very high. Before that, Zhou Xiaoxing's plan cannot be ruined.

For some reason, he always felt that Zhou Xiaoxing was different from them. He had seen all kinds of strange people in his life, but he had never met someone so young who had so many things in his eyes.

How to describe it, it’s just a feeling that Zhou Xiaoxing should not be a member of their society, but a foreigner.

He immediately shook his head. He was not satisfied with the description of this foreigner, and he couldn't think of the right words for a while, so he just picked up the wine table and had a drink with Zhou Xiaoxing.

After Tie Yan'er mentally thought about their actions to go to Nengren Temple in the afternoon, she took a few bites of food, pushed a few dishes in front of Huang Feihong, picked up the wine bottle and joined Zhou Xiaoxing and the others, drinking until she was excited, opening and closing her hands.

, started playing the drinking game.

Huang Feihong, who took the food four or five times before daring to put the food into his mouth, saw them so happy and wanted to pick up the flask and drink. However, he gave up after thinking that he was a patient and could not drink.

When I tasted the Shunde dishes on the table, I thought of my dad who was far away in the capital. These dishes are very authentic and are cooked by experienced Shunde chefs from Foshan, but compared with my dad's craftsmanship, they are a little less.

The smell of home lacks an unknown emotion.

His eyes fell on the wine bottles in the hands of the three people in front of him. What Dad said was like martial arts moves, slowly reaching his ears.

"Feihong, it's not that dad doesn't let you drink. It's that when you drink, the power of Drunken Boxing will be greatly increased. At this time, if you fight with others, a bad luck will kill someone."

"Drunkenness in Drunken Boxing is a feeling of drunkenness, a feeling of martial arts. It is by no means the literal meaning that most people see. Therefore, our Huang family's Drunken Boxing does not require drinking. The body blends into one, cooperates with each other, and seems to be out of control.

The move is not a move, it is like punching but not boxing, it seems drunk but not drunk, this is the true meaning of drunk..."

"Feihong, you claim to have both fists and feet. Your fists are drunken fists and your kicks are Foshan shadowless kicks. But I hope you use less drunken fists and more shadowless kicks, because the latter can help the world understand that learning martial arts is not just for the purpose."

Show off your power and bully the weak. Learning martial arts is to strengthen your body and make your body more durable..."

There were many words coming later, but Huang Feihong had no time to listen. After Tie Yaner and the others had eaten and drank, they patted him and left after saying that they were going to Nengren Temple to collect evidence. Zhou Xiaoxing, who stayed on the opposite side, looked at him.

.

Staring at him strangely.

"Master Huang, they are all gone. You can go ahead and eat. I know that you only took a few bites of the dish, and it's still the same dish in front of you."

After saying that, Zhou Xiaoxing took out a jug of wine and handed it to him, which was specially reserved for him.

Huang Feihong didn't even look at it, he just ate the food. When he finally stopped, he pointed to his mouth and swiped his hands a few times.

"You mean you can't speak? Is it because you've eaten something? You can't see with your eyes, you can't hear with your ears, and you can't speak with your mouth?"

Helplessly, Zhou Xiaoxing spread his hands and started drinking. The alcohol content of this wine was not high, similar to the rice wine he drank in Xiangjiang. It was sweet and refreshing without getting drunk.

Huang Feihong was silent. Thinking that the symptoms of those younger brothers were more serious than his, he made up his mind to develop a medicine to treat the disease.

Brother Xi is the future of the nation.

Without Tie Yaner and his daughter present, he ate faster, and after three times five divided by two, his stomach was full. When Zhou Xiaoxing finished drinking and put down the bowl and chopsticks, the two of them quickly cleared the table.

Zhou Xiaoxing carried the uneaten rice to the vegetable garden outside the door and fed the chickens.

When Huang Feihong saw him like this, he started to learn from him. He was the master and he didn't usually do these things. Seeing Zhou Xiaoxing feeding and laughing at the same time, he found it quite interesting.

It’s more fun if you feed it yourself.

"Master Huang, don't you think these chickens are very smart? When they are fed, they scramble to come over, raise their heads, open their mouths, and when they receive the rice, they lower their heads to eat. If no one feeds them, they will naturally not be hungry.

Die."

Zhou Xiaoxing's move is not casual, but has a strong sense of preaching. He will not be able to participate in the lion dance competition tomorrow. He can watch the lion dance, but not the lion dance.

On the way back on horseback, he heard that Huang Feihong's lion dance team was defeated by Lei Yixiao's centipede team not long ago. If Huang Feihong could muster up the courage to compete tomorrow, he would have to give him a way to deal with the centipede team.

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Every time at this time, Zhou Xiaoxing would try his best to recall the movies he had seen in his previous life and search them quickly in his mind. In less than a blink of an eye, he would think of it.

In the movie, Huang Feihong used a rooster to catch a centipede and came up with the idea of ​​dressing up as a big iron chicken, and then successfully defeated Lei Yixiao's centipede team.

Since this is the case, why not speed up the process and let Huang Feihong realize it as soon as possible, so that tomorrow will be Lei Yixiao's last day.
Chapter completed!