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Chapter 225 The past of the archway (223) I have never met the old face

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    It's just that Du Heng walked in with a spring breeze and a red face, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "My dear brother Erkang, are you here all right?"

    Ding Erkang really did not expect to reunite with Du Heng in the "Fuchun Tower". For a moment, he didn't know how to deal with himself, and stood on the ground in a daze, without moving.

    Du Heng walked up to Ding Erkang in two steps and hugged him, and said excitedly with tears in his eyes: "My dear brother, I haven't seen you for twenty years, and you still look the same as before, Brother Yu recognized you at a glance.  "

    Ding Erkang let Du Heng hug him like a log and didn't respond. Du Heng didn't take it seriously at all. He wiped his tears and turned his head to the master and said, "Master, this is the young brother Erkang that you and I often mention. We grew up together and grew up together.  Studying is the best friend. Later he returned to Linggao County and I was an official in other places. I just cut off the news. Who would have thought that we would meet again here today. Could it be that God has pity on my brother's longing for my brother, and has it manifested?  "

    The master nodded frequently and said: "Master, isn't it right? I heard you chanting Erkang's name all the time. Today I finally saw the real person. This is definitely a manifestation of God. I will go and order the kitchen to cook more dishes. You brothers will meet again."  You have to have a few good drinks!"

    After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to go out, when he heard Ding Erkang say coldly: "Brother Zimei, we are all our own people here today, and besides, Shuanghua is not here, so I don't need to act.  Just swore never to drink, so don't bother, I'm afraid I'll be in jail again when I wake up."

    As soon as Du Heng heard Ding Erkang speak like this, he stopped being polite. He waved his hand at the master and the master went out, leaving only him, Ding Erkang, and Jiao's grandfather and grandson.

    Now that this point has been said, Du Heng stopped pretending and simply showed the majesty of the county magistrate. He waved his hands at the three popular people and said, "Sit down, don't stand up and talk, I'm the host today, you don't want to talk."  polite!"

    The grandfather and grandson of the Jiao family witnessed the scene just now, and they were a little at a loss.  They never thought that the magistrate and Ding Erkang were old friends, but the old friends seemed to be at odds, and what they said was swords and swords. The two of them didn't know whether to sit down or stand up.

    Ding Erkang broke the deadlock first, he sat down loudly, picked up his chopsticks and ate without any hesitation, the grandpa and grandson of the Jiao family saw that Ding Erkang had eaten, and they were relieved  , followed Ding Erkang's appearance and ate silently.

    Du Heng looked at Ding Erkang with a grin. He thought that Ding Erkang would at least point at his nose and yell at him, or turn around and leave without saying a word.  But he didn't expect that Ding Erkang would remain silent and deal with him by eating.

    But Du Heng didn't care. Now that Ding Erkang is just a commoner and he is a dignified county magistrate, he holds the absolute right to speak. Ding Erkang is absolutely no match for him.

    Du Heng sat on the main seat, looking at Ding Erkang who was silently eating, he was very proud, just like the mood when a cat catches a mouse, and when it is exhausted after teasing its prey, it will show its sharp teeth.  The refreshing feeling of eating the dying prey in one gulp made Du Heng feel as if he had swallowed the "Hibiscus Ointment".

    At this moment, Ding Erkang seemed to be pressed down by a huge rock, his chest was oppressed and he couldn't breathe.  He used eating to cover up his grief and panic, and the chopsticks in his hand were like pillars of support, supporting him not to lose control.

    "What should I do? Should I point at Du Heng's nose and yell at him, and expose his hypocrisy and despicable methods in front of his face?" Ding Erkang was thinking (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel  .com
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