"Dad!"

Ma Xiaotiao held the salute, shouted and danced, and said to Guo Dalu: "Master Guo, Sister Xiaolu, I'll leave first!"

She squeezed out of the crowd and rushed towards the middle-aged man in a row. The cheerful laughter could be heard clearly even at such a noisy exit.

Seeing the little girl find her relatives, Guo Dalu and Wang Xiaolu smiled at each other and walked to a middle-aged man not far away.

The middle-aged man was thin and tall, wearing a pair of titanium glasses, with a very handsome appearance, and was three-point similar to Wang Xiaolu's face. At this time, the sign in his hand was exactly Wang Xiaolu's name.

Seeing Guo Dalu and Wang Xiaolu coming over together, the middle-aged man laughed and threw the sign aside, "Dalu, Xiaolu, you are finally here!"

He reached out to hold Guo Dalu, "I haven't seen each other for seven or eight years, Dalu is getting stronger and stronger!"

Guo Dalu smiled and said, "Brother Wang is becoming more and more graceful!"

This person is Wang Xiaolu's brother Wang Xiaozhou, who has been incompatible with Guo Dalu since childhood.

Guo Dalu has a hot temper and always acts openly, but Wang Xiaozhou is flirtatious and does not show his emotions. He does everything he seems to be engaging in conspiracy, as if he is always calculating others.

Because of their inconsistent temper, the two have fought a lot.

Although Wang Xiaozhou is seven years older than Guo Dalu, Wang Xiaozhou has never won once since he fought with him when he was ten years old. Even though he has been smart and smart since childhood, far beyond his peers, he can never raise his head in front of Guo Dalu.

His family has good kung fu, Guo Dalu is better than him, he has good academic performance, and Guo Dalu is better than him. During his ten years of survival in China, he has been living under the shadow of Guo Dalu.

Later, he settled in the United States and did not return to China, which probably had a lot to do with Guo Dalu.

But this is an old story. The two have not seen each other for so many years, so naturally no one will mention this matter again.

"Let's have a walk, get in the car quickly, let's go home first!"

The place where Wang Xiaozhou lives is near Chinatown in San Francisco. Along the way, you can see Chinese signs reflecting oily light under the sun. People come and go on the streets, and almost half of them are Chinese. When you are in it, you can't feel that this is in the United States, which is almost the same as the bustling blocks of several major cities in China.

After passing through several Chinese-style buildings, the car stopped in front of a small villa. There was already someone waiting in front of the villa. As soon as Wang Xiaolu got off the car, two old men came up.

"Deer, Deer!"

A gray-haired woman reached out to her arms and hugged Wang Xiaolu and shook her eyes and cried, "You dead child, if I don't call me, will you not come?"

A tall, thin, gray-haired old man next to him snorted, "Why are you crying? Isn't this here?"

Guo Dalu looked at the two old men, "Uncle, auntie, are you okay?"

The white-haired old man looked at Guo Dalu with a very bad look, "It's okay, I can't die!"

The woman holding Wang Xiaolu said angrily: "Wang Shiquan, what is your tone? The road is so far away, are you listening to your scolding?"

She smiled at Guo Dalu and said, "Dalu, hurry in the house, it's cold outside! This child hasn't seen him for seven or eight years, and he has grown a lot taller again!"
Chapter completed!