Hearing his uncle talking about Li Xuewu, Lao Biaozi swallowed what was in his mouth, raised his head and looked at Wen San'er and said: "Brother Wu is not who you said, he is not bad to us."

Wen San'er glared and said, "Did I say he's not good? What I said was that you should learn to speak!"

Maybe Wen San'er's voice was a little loud when she was excited, so someone in the room looked over.

Wen San'er also saw that someone was paying attention to them, so he lowered his voice and said: "Why are you so stupid? I want you to live a clearer life, don't put all your affairs on him, and don't always act like

He is like a child who has not grown up."

After a busy morning, Wen San'er was also hungry. Seeing that his nephew was eating well, he also made some steamed buns and poured some vinegar on them.

"If you want me to tell you, find a partner quickly, get married, have a family and grow up."

Mentioning the previous topic again, he lowered his head and ate the steamed buns.

"My life is not as good as yours!

The old Biaozi glanced at the fat man opposite and said with a sour taste in his mouth: "If I have a beautiful girl who knows both coldness and hotness, I will get married and have ten or eight children with her, and all of them will be sons."

I will buy them a family property."

"Hey!"

Wen San'er looked at his daydreaming nephew across from him and said with a smile: "You can find a pig, it's so cool."

While talking, I had already eaten a steamed bun. The taste here is better than the ones made at home.

"Your family doesn't have fur, otherwise it would have to fly in the sky."

Wen San'er shook his head and said while eating fried liver: "You have ten brats and a family business. You will be exhausted."

Although he was sarcastic about his nephew, he knew why his nephew said that.

When he got married a few years ago, no one from his eldest sister's family came, but his second sister's family, Lao Biaozi's mother, came.

The one he brought with him was the son of his eldest brother, Lao Biaozi. Although he also said a few words to Lao Biaozi, his eyes were full of his grandson.

Even his overjoyed brother didn't bother to say anything.

Although the family has not been separated yet, Lao Biaozi is now considered to have left home.

Lao Biaozi's family also knew that he was not at work and that he was fooling around with his uncle, but they didn't even ask.

I'm afraid that after asking, the old Biaozi will ask them for money.

In fact, Lao Biaozi was persuaded by Wen San'er to go back once after the New Year, but his family disliked him for being careless and riding a three-wheeler every day to collect rags, and no one wanted to pay attention to him.

Even his parents looked at him with sighs, saying something to their son if he wanted to, but his son was old and wouldn't ask for money from anyone around him, so he had no strength to say anything.

I want to persuade my son to find a regular business student. They don't have that ability yet. Nowadays, all the educated people on the street are still hanging around, let alone a graduate with a small education like Lao Biaozi.

"I just miss my son"

Lao Biaozi took a bite of the fried liver in the bowl, and then ate the steamed buns with big mouthfuls.

He ate the six on his plate, but the six that Wen San'er pushed over remained untouched.

"Don't worry about me. I will take my time to find a wife. If you are capable, are you afraid of being a bachelor?"

"Hmph"

Wen San'er snorted twice and then said: "What are your abilities? Learn to speak and do things better in the future, and stop rolling your eyes, especially your smile, it's so bad!"

"Hmm, just you"

When he heard his third uncle criticizing his appearance, Lao Biaozi was unwilling to do so. He was also good-looking when he was a child.

Just in the past few years, I have only gained weight but not grown in height.

In this day and age, fat people are quite rare. If the old man were not dressed sloppily, others would think that his family was doing well.

He doesn't eat meat every meal and eats it well, even if he eats steamed buns, he will gain weight.

"I'm just waiting. I don't believe there's no one who likes me like this."

While talking, he ate the six buns on the plate and the fried liver in the bowl in one bite.

"Hmm, yes, why not?"

Wen San'er also tried to comfort her nephew, but on her face she looked like a good girl who didn't believe she was really blind.

Then he saw that his nephew had only eaten one plate of steamed buns and then stopped eating. He said angrily: "I just said that one plate per person is enough. If you insist on not eating until the end, isn't this a disaster for others!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Lao Biaozi pushed the plate of buns in front of him to his third uncle and said: "This is for third aunt."

This was said to Wen San'er that he was blinded, and he looked at his nephew with some embarrassment.

Lao Biaozi smiled and pointed to the three remaining buns on the plate in front of his third uncle and said: "Including what you left, it is enough for third aunt and my little cousin to have a meal."

Wen San'er didn't expect that his nephew could see his purpose, so he said with emotion: "You are not stupid, you are just stunned."

At this point, he sighed helplessly and said: "This is the new society. If you had your grandfather's family business in the past, I would not leave you naked no matter what, and you would not be able to find any girl."

"You can take it!"

The old Biaozi glanced around secretly, fearing that others would hear his uncle's nonsense.

"Stop talking about old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Do you still think of yourself as a young master?"

"Don't tell, don't tell"

Wen San'er took the fried liver and ate it with emotion, but her eyes were narrowed, thinking about the past.

Lao Biaozi glanced at his third uncle, and then said: "Live a good life. If you have some conditions, you can think wildly."

"Hey! You really educated me, hehe."

When Wen Saner saw that his nephew had figured it out, he smiled and said, "Okay, you can do it if you want."

While eating the fried liver from the bowl, he said: "What the hell is scenery? Your grandpa also talked about the scenery of the prince in the early days and the scenery of our family, but look at it now."

As he spoke, he knocked on the rice bowl in his hand and said with a smile: "Even though we are poorly dressed on the outside, we are not bad at all on the inside. We can eat whatever we want. This is called scenery."

While the two were talking, a group of young people walked by outside the window.

The two of them didn't know what they were talking about, but they saw someone looking into the window, obviously wanting to eat.

Wen San'er gestured to Lao Biaozi and continued: "Did you see that those outside are well-dressed, but they can't afford to eat, and good girls can't bear to be hungry. Whenever they can't stand the hunger anymore, they rush to find it."

It’s yours”.

"My dear uncle, please stop talking!"

Lao Biaozi was startled by his uncle's reactionary remarks. These words can be said randomly. Although there are only two of them here, they can't be prepared for the fact that walls have ears.

Wen San'er is also an old man. If he dares to speak, he will be sure that others won't hear.

At this moment, he smiled at the old Biaozi and said: "Don't believe me, just look at it. In 1942, there were girls everywhere, sixty...".

"I really want to gag you with this bun!"

Lao Biaozi gritted his teeth and motioned to Baozi at hand to make a move. Wen San'er was so frightened that he stopped talking.

"No one can hear me. I'm just telling you about the situation!"

Wen San'er motioned to Lao Biaozi to sit down, and then said in a low voice: "You have grown eyes and ears too, but you can't just live there one day at a time. Look at the situation now."

"I don't care"

Lao Biaozi put his hands on the table, looked at his uncle and said: "In general, I will listen to Brother Wu, but in specific matters, I will listen to you."

As he spoke, he also pointed out the things about the children mentioned earlier.

"I'm watching those guys, I just don't know how to use them."

Lao Biaozi knew that his uncle had discussed it with Li Xuewu, otherwise he could not keep these boys.

"You don't have to worry about this"

Wen San'er squinted and put down the bowl, turned over the handkerchief on the table and wiped his mouth, and then warned: "Just be careful when dealing with them, don't worry about anything else."

After explaining to Lao Biaozi, Wen Saner stood up and walked to the counter to get some pieces of oil paper.

When he turned around and walked back, he also brought a toothpick for Lao Biaozi.

"Let's go for a ride in the afternoon and ride back. It's a long way out today."

He handed the toothpick in his hand to Lao Biaozi, then wrapped the buns on the plate with oil paper, put on his clothes, held the buns and walked out.

Both of them are busy, so they can rest for a while during lunch, and then they have to pedal around the alley.

He followed Wen Saner out and got into his car with the waiter seeing him off.

"Then I'm leaving?"

Today's meal was both stomach-warming and heart-warming, and Lao Biaozi also knew how to treat him well, so he started talking politely to his uncle now.

Wen San'er stuffed the buns into the secret box under the tricycle, raised his head and said to Lao Biaozi: "Pay attention to safety, don't be rash."

"knew!"

In response, Lao Biaozi let out a sigh of relief and pedaled towards the outside of the archway.

He understood what his uncle said to him today, and he thought clearly, but what he really wanted to say was that he wanted to find someone to talk to.
To be continued...