Chapter 49
Chapter 49
Seven or eight people knelt on the ground, and the people around them seemed to have seen a ghost. Coupled with those familiar hairstyles, the entire banquet hall was startled, and they approached this side with some hesitation.
When it was confirmed that the person kneeling on the ground hugging the thigh of a strange man was the patriarch of the Samuel family specially invited for this charity dinner, everyone couldn't believe their eyes.
When the late Qiaos arrived, the crowd had already gathered in that narrow corner, and it was expected that the schedule of the banquet would be interrupted, because at this moment, people who are crying on the ground and don't want any face are afraid that it will be a while. It's not over.
Yao Yi was originally curious about the so-called unique gods of the Samuel family. Although she couldn't squeeze into the crowd, she could still get some news from the ladies on the side. When she heard Qiao Shu's name in a mocking voice, her originally smiling face suddenly turned sour.
Everyone knew that what Qiao Su looked down on the most was her biological mother.
Most of them were people watching Yao Yi's jokes. The eyes of these people seemed to scrape a layer of flesh from her face. She left quickly, leaving only low laughter behind her.
After returning to her husband, Yao Yi clenched her teeth as she watched him ponder over Qiao Shu who was surrounded by the crowd.
Qiao Shijie is not a good husband, nor is he a father, nor can he afford Qiao's burden, since Mr. Qiao would rather give his shares to the sick and half-dead grandson.
A man who is extremely playful and has no self-motivation, and a woman who talks sweetly by his side, the big Qiao family is afraid that there will be nothing left in his hands.
It's just that Qiao Shijie has always been too lazy to take care of everything, and Yao Yi is in charge of everything in the Qiao family, but recently he changed his temper somehow, and suddenly expressed his intention to build a good relationship with Qiao Su, and Yao Yi's situation became more and more serious. Awkward.
But she couldn't control that much, so she could only force her face to smile.
But in the current encirclement, most people are still in a state of confusion, especially Yun San and Shen Su who are the "protagonists".
As soon as the thunderous "Master Sleeping God" came out, Yun San was stunned by himself.
Under his dull and somewhat panicked face, countless wild thoughts ran through his mind.
Are you good looking and can do whatever you want?It won't work on my side, Shen Yunsan!
I'm not the god of sleep, I, Shen Yunsan, swear to the sky with my life, I never preached privately, I wonder if the god of sleep will believe me?
What kind of unforeseen disaster is this, what kind of disaster is this, and what kind of peerless criticism is this thing? ? ? ? ?
……
Thinking wildly, Yun San's first reaction was to turn around and glance at Shen Su who was not far away from him, then his body trembled, and the second reaction was to subconsciously shake his legs and try to hug his legs like an octopus to wipe his nose The long-haired man threw it away, but because the other party hugged him so tightly that his shaking legs were more like the weak struggle of a lame patient.
Yun San: "..."
On the other side, Shen Su stood next to Qiao Su, looking at the group of people lying on the ground crying, with nonsense Chinese and English he couldn't understand, choking and wailing side by side, a bit gentle The face is gone, it looks like a group of demons dancing wildly.
But he still couldn't understand why the man was holding Yun San's leg when he clearly called "Master Sleeping God".
Are his legs not fragrant?
He looked down at his suit pants, these were the legs of the sleeping god!
Shen Su was wronged, but Shen Su didn't cry, but when he looked at Qiao Shu, his eyes were somewhat confused.
Qiao Shu also couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, but Shen Su saw him this way, so he naturally wouldn't let him down.
He first found the piece of paper that fell on the ground. The piece of paper was pinched by team leader Samuel before, and there was a very familiar image on the piece of paper. Although the body shape has changed to a certain extent, the appearance But it didn't change much, Yun San could still be easily recognized.
Looking at Yun San, who was wearing a knight uniform and sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, with long bangs, Shen Su never imagined that Yun San, his family, would still be so chic.
Shen Su: "..."
On the other side, the vigorous recognition activities have changed from one-sided hugging thighs to crying complaints, but the other party told how much effort it took to find him over the years with tears and snot, holding a portrait from south to north Running around the world, seven or eight people cried even more sadly, which looked terrible.
Shen Su thought about those scenes where tears and snot all smeared on his legs, silently took a step back, and suddenly felt that being recognized didn't seem like a good thing.
He quietly moved closer to Qiao Su. This man looked quite normal, even with a really loud voice.
The information obtained from his voice was enough for Shen Su to figure out the whole thing.
Yun San did not secretly preach behind his back, but when he was chasing Shen Su who was still asleep in the sky, he accidentally rescued an old man, and that old man was considered to be from the Samuel family.
The times were different at that time, Shen Su floated in the sky and went to a foreign country, and they were still extraordinarily wealthy when they chased after him, and they were also able to be unrestrained and wanton in foreign countries.
Maybe Yun San just acted bravely and didn't care much about people, but his casual praise successfully led the members of the Samuel family into the ditch, not only deeply convinced Mr. Sleeping God, but also The shocking hairdo remained.
The Samuel family finally found their Sleeping God, but the only regret is that they couldn't tell what Sleeping God was at all, so they grabbed Yunda's familiar face and rushed up, thankfully they found their "Sleeping God" Sleeping God", and then wiped all the tears and snot on the suit pants that Yun San bought cruelly.
However, neither Yun San who was surrounded nor Shen Su who was hiding next to Qiao Su dared to stand up and say that Shen Su was the real god of sleep at this time, because there were too many people around, all paying attention at this point.
If it is shown rashly, the nature of this banquet will probably become a feudal superstition of gathering crowds, and it will not be good for Shen Su.
He asked Shen Su to sit back on the sofa, and then exchanged glances with Yun Er, who was also stunned aside, and reached a consensus.
Two minutes later, Yun Er, who was being hugged by his thigh, yelled, "You guys are mistaken! I am not a sleepy god!"
Team leader Samuel was stunned, and when he was about to continue explaining with tears in his eyes, something seemed to be stuffed into his hand. He subconsciously wanted to look at it, but the eyes of "Sleep God" told him that he could look at it, but Not at this time, he unconsciously let go and hid the things in the palm of his hand.
Yun San, who had successfully escaped from trouble, returned to the sofa with one leg, crying for his distorted suit pants. Thinking of its price, Yun San's mind almost twisted and deformed.
A farce ended like this, the two people dispersed, and the people around seemed to have read a joke, but in the end they just recognized the wrong person, no, they recognized the wrong god, and it was ridiculous.
As a representative, Qiao Shu exchanged a few words with them, and then sent them away from this corner.
Behind him, Yun Er looked at Yun San, who was gnashing his teeth and looking at his pants, and asked, "Still feeling sorry for the pants? Do you know what those people did just now?"
Yun San didn't raise his head: "It's not your pants that are useless, of course you don't feel bad!"
"..." Yun Er looked at him as if he was mentally retarded, "That man just now sells clothes and pants, and the socks he wears are more expensive than your pants."
Yun San: "...?"
After a while, Yun San dragged his legs and ran to Shen Su's side: "My lord, we have made a fortune! From now on, we don't need money for clothes and pants!"
What's wrong with sending some clothes to your god?Isn't that a matter of course?
Shen Su suddenly realized: "Then we really got rich..."
When the philanthropic staff learned about the specific situation and came up to ask, the emotions of both parties were already calm, but soon, the ones who were not calm were the philanthropic people.
Shen Su's mobile phone is making a video call, and Yun Dazheng on the other side of the screen is holding something out: "I'll send it over tomorrow, take a look, this is the land deed, this is the handprint, these are left by my grandpa's grandpa's grandpa, That cherry tree of yours should belong to me, see what you still lack, and tell me."
Yunda: I will forge a copy for you right now.
When the philanthropic people were busy holding an emergency meeting, Shen Su was chatting with Yunda: "Is this ours too? Isn't that getting rich again?"
Yun Da said modestly: "How could I have thought that this day would come from such an unintentional act back then?"
Shen Su took a sip of saliva: "Yes! The cherries on that tree are all ours!"
Everyone: "...?"
Qiao Su saw that he was spending all his money on eating, and finally couldn't help laughing: "If you want it, you can eat it if it's not yours."
The philanthropic dinner party collapsed, and the presence of the real owner was enough for management to postpone the party.
And Shen Su followed Qiao back to the dormitory early.
Xu Yiqing, who was sitting around the table while looking at his phone while eating cherries, looked at his hand. He couldn't control it from reaching out to the plate in front of him sinfully, and he couldn't control it from bringing it to his mouth. He took a bite, ah, it smells so good.
The opposite Shen Su was lying on the bed, and there was a pot of cherries beside his bed. Qiao Shu also sat next to him and looked at his mobile phone. When he was playing games, he stuffed one into his mouth and asked him to spit out the cherries. in the box.
Xu Yiqing: What kind of fucking paradise is this?Love love love.
The author has something to say: I actually thought about how to write the words yesterday, such as "The update is late but it's here", and then I fainted... This is yesterday, today's should be in the evening
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