"They all have red envelopes, and they all use red envelopes!" Seeing this, Bei Yinyao took out three big red envelopes that had been wrapped a long time ago in the Kunbao that she carried without saying anything.
"Oh yeah!" Shan Yan Shan Yu rushed over and ran away cheering, "Thank you sister-in-law!"
Cuilian was a little embarrassed, "II don't want it anymore!"
Bei Yinyao stuffed it into Cuilian's hand, and said with a smile: "This is prepared by your brother, you can take it."
"Thank you, sister-in-law!" Cuilian didn't delay any longer, and readily took it.
Yang Luo carried Si Luo, who was still sulking and dissatisfied with Bei Yinyao's red envelope for monolingual monolingual, into the hall, and then sat on the sofa.
Guang Weiying pushed the cards in front of him and said, "No more!"
Everyone else nodded, stood up and sat next to and opposite Yang Luo, Guang Weiying looked at Yang Luo and said, "You should know."
Yang Luo said: "Understood!"
Guang Weiying said: "What do you think?"
Yang Luo put Si Luo horizontally on his lap, then picked up the apple on the tea table, pinched the apple with his thumb and forefinger, swung the other hand, and the apple spun quickly in his hand. Then he picked up the fruit knife again, flipped his wrist, pulled a beautiful knife flower, and gently placed the blade on the rotating apple, the peel was separated from the flesh and flew up. Everyone's eyes widened, staring at the apple and fruit knife in Yang Luo's hand.
Yang Luo chuckled, and in just a few seconds, a very even skin that could be more than two meters long fell to the ground.
"Dad, you are awesome!" Si Luo put his arms around Yang Luo's neck and kissed him, then snatched the apple from Yang Luo's hand, and took a bite.
Chi Jianguo picked up the apple peels on the ground. Both the width and thickness were very uniform, which made him feel incredible, and asked with his mouth wide open. "How did you do it?"
Yang Luo moved his wrist slightly, and the fruit knife began to spin rapidly between his fingers: "As a soldier, the purpose of playing a good knife is to kill people. As a doctor, the purpose of playing a good knife is to save people. So, From the day I entered Blue Sword, peeling apples was a compulsory homework for me every day. Especially when I decided to study medicine, my classmates and teachers stopped buying fruit.¡±
Chi Jianguo nodded thoughtfully, "Give me the fruit knife!"
Yang Luo pursed his lips, handed the fruit knife to Chi Jianguo, looked at Guang Weiying and said, "It's good to be back, so I don't have to be separated from my second sister."
Guang Weiying said: "I'm a little worried. This incident happened too suddenly, and the old man didn't tell me too much, which made me even more uncertain."
Yang Luo picked up the cigarette on the coffee table and lit one, and said with a smile: "It's not you, but me. They asked you to come back, just to give me a favor."
As soon as Yang Luo's voice fell, everyone was stunned. Chi Yuexin came over with a plate of dishes, and immediately became anxious when she heard Yang Luo's words: "Xiao Luo, what's going on? Your uncle's transfer back to Beijing has something to do with you." ?¡±
Yang Luo pointed to the side of the guide: "The upper side is already dissatisfied with the south side, let me go over there and tear the net there."
"No way!" Chi Kexin came out from the kitchen at this moment and opened her mouth to object.
"Yes, absolutely not!" Chi Yuexin said decisively, "When the old man comes back, I'll tell him that Weiying won't come back, at worst, he's a big sesame seed. It's not possible, I'll transfer to another place. "
The corner of Yang Luo's mouth twitched into a wicked smile: "There is no need for that. This opportunity is rare and cannot be lost. Besides, I really want to take a trip now." After saying this, he said, "I have lived for more than 20 years. I have never suffered a loss, and it is not so easy to plot against me." Mobile phone users please visit (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com