"elder brother!"

In a red dress and dressed in a well-dressed face, Zhou Yingying stepped forward and said hello.

"Yingying, here you are here!" Ye Hui smiled, then nodded at Zhou Daxun and Tang Yulian beside Zhou Yingying, and shouted: "Auntie, here you are here!"

"Why!"

Tang Yulian took a step forward, held Ye Hui's hand tightly, patted the back of the latter's hand gently, and smiled and said, "Here, come! Xiaohui, your dad is in good health, right?"

"It's OK! I have a tough body and can eat three big bowls of rice in one meal! Haha."

Ye Hui smiled and said, "Auntie, go in quickly, the birthday party will begin soon."

"Oh! OK! OK!"

Tang Yulian and others nodded, then followed the revolving door and entered the hall.

Logically speaking, Zhang Fan came with Zhou Yingying, and there were four of them in total. Ye Hui could not have seen Zhang Fan, but what is interesting is that Ye Hui did not say hello to Zhang Fan.

Maybe it was intentional, or... Ye Hui really forgot.

After entering the banquet hall, Zhang Fan found that the banquet had begun immediately. There were a wide range of dishes in the entire hall, and the entire floor was full.

Every round table has a life label, and each one has to be the right one.

The seats that are in the outermost relationship between the Zhou and Ye families are at the outermost, while those with the lower level are at the outermost, and so on.

Because Zhang Fan, Zhou Yingying and others are direct relatives within three generations, they are at the same table with Ye Yong and Ye Hui, Zhou Yingying's grandmother Dong Xiu.

Zhang Fan sat opposite Dong Xiu, the old birthday boy today. He looked up and saw that Dong Xiu was wearing a red and purple cotton jacket that symbolized the festiveness. His old face was full of white hair and wrinkles, but his body looked pretty good and he could eat and drink.

On the stage, the host was holding a microphone and making a generous speech in a affectionate voice.

And off the stage, I had already drunk it.

Everyone was drinking and talking, while a few people were holding wine glasses and traveling back and forth in the hall.

"Grandma Zu, I wish you good fortune as long as the East China Sea, and good health and all the best."

A child who was only three or four years old was carried by a middle-aged man and walked over.

The middle-aged man is the father of a child, and he is also Dong Xiu's cousin and grandson. He is an ancient distant cousin who has no relatives. He is thirty-eight or nine years old and slightly bald. He holds a wine glass and deliberately has a stern face and says to his son: "Where are there any uncles? Where are the uncles? Where are so many uncles and aunts here?"

Before coming, the child was instructed by his father. The child was not old, but he was very clever. His black little eyes blinked, then looked at Ye Yong sitting next to Dong Xiu, and shouted in a slight voice: "Hello uncle, my father said that I must be sweeter in my mouth, otherwise I won't be able to ask you to do anything in the future."

As soon as the child said this, his father's face suddenly turned red. He was so embarrassed at that time, so let's not mention it.

On the entire table, including Zhou Yingying, he looked a little embarrassed when he heard the child's words.

Zhang Fan was drinking soup at the time. When he heard the childish words of the child, he almost spit out the soup. A teasing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, thinking that this flattery was not done well and the technical content was too low...

"What are you talking nonsense? How could I teach you how to speak like this?"

Middle-aged man was quite embarrassed by his son and a little helpless. If so many people weren't watching him, he would really want to pinch his son's butt on the spot.

Ye Yong, he has experienced too many similar scenes, and his face is always full of calm expressions. He smiled and glanced at the middle-aged man, "Don't care about children's words, Shunde, is this your second son? I didn't expect it to be so old."

"Yes, yes." Shunde was a little flattered when he heard Ye Yong's words, and quickly bent his waist slightly, and clinked with Ye Yong. He said, "The second child is 29 years old, four years old, and the child is ignorant, so he is talking nonsense. Brother Yong, don't take it to heart."

"hehe."

Ye Yong smiled unanimously.

At this moment, someone came to toast later. Seeing this, Shunde greeted him tactfully and left with his son in his arms.

The toasting man was about forty years old, wearing a Rolex on his left hand, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and a black suit, looking quite successful. He put his arms around Dong Xiu's shoulders with one hand, leaned down slightly, and said in Dong Xiu's ear: "My mother, are you in good health? My name is Huang Baoyu, do you still remember me?"

Dong Xiu was old after all, and looked confused: "Ah? What did you say? I can't hear it."

"My mother, I'll give you blessings as good as the East China Sea, and your longevity is the same as the sky! Next year, I'll celebrate your birthday!"

Huang Baoyu raised his voice and shouted, although he was celebrating his birthday, his face was always facing Ye Yong. After simply celebrating Dong Xiu's birthday, he immediately started talking to Ye Yong with a glass of wine.

About two minutes later, after Huang Baoyu left, another man in a suit, who looked quite young, took him over and walked over.

It was strange, as if it was the same or as if it was following a certain process. He also celebrated Dong Xiu's birthday first, and then toasted one by one with wine, and his eyes were always on Ye Yong.

And this person, Zhang Fan, has seen on Hecheng's TV station, is a major secretary of the municipal party committee.

After the secret left, there was a fourth and fifth one. These people lined up in a long line behind, each of which was four or five meters away. It seemed like they were queuing up, but there was no strange atmosphere in line. But it was strange that these people seemed to have made an appointment in advance, and they took turns to celebrate their birthdays and toasted Ye Yong in turn. Moreover, few people were in line.

Zhang Fan had eaten twice, and his stomach was getting hot. He lay on the chair, looking at the people who came to toast Ye Yong thoughtfully.

About half an hour later, a person Zhang Fan finally came to know Pang Dongsheng!

Pang Dongsheng is here too! Today he is wearing a white suit and looks very young. His face is smiling, just like the people before, toasting Ye Yong. After chatting for a few words, he seemed to suddenly see Zhang Fan opposite him. He blinked and signaled Zhang Fan, then raised the glass with half a cup left in his hand and said to Zhang Fan: "I almost forgot you, come on, I'll toast you."

Zhang Fan was a little flattered and quickly raised his glass and rang a cup with Pang Dongsheng in a good way.

Ye Yong had a little surprised in his eyes. He glanced at Pang Dongsheng, "Dongsheng, do you know Zhang Fan too?"

"Yes." Pang Dongsheng nodded and smiled, "I know you, a friend of an old friend."

"oh!"

Ye Yong nodded and didn't ask much.
Chapter completed!