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Chapter 120
After having dinner with Zhao Xi, Zhao Quan took a shower and lay down on the bed to rest for a while.

In the evening, the butler came over and told him that Zhao Qingfeng had returned to the island.

Zhao Quan got up, greeted Zhao Xi, and followed the housekeeper to the big cement tile house in the center of the island.

Zhao Qingfeng doesn't like living in villas, nor does he like living in high-rise buildings. He just likes living in his four red-tiled houses made of cement.

Moreover, they have surrounded the yard, and even specially asked someone to tidy up the rocks under their feet to replace them with soil, and then grow vegetables on them.

What is the reason for the vegetables to grow in the seawater soil on the lower layer of the reef, Zhao Quan didn't figure it out, but the old fox has a lot of money, so naturally he has a solution.For the old fox, building an atomic bomb is not a dream.

After entering the yard, Zhao Quan saw the old fox who was doing Tai Chi in the yard.

The old fox is nearly eighty years old, and he is still healthy and energetic.

Even the beard and hair are already gray, and he doesn't like to dye them black.

On the contrary, it matched the white Tai Chi suit on her body, and the whole person was filled with a breeze like the name.

The old fox was practicing Tai Chi, while Zhao Quan sat on the recliner and played with the old fox's emerald pipe.

It is said that it was left by an unknown emperor during the Ming Dynasty, and the whole is carved from a large piece of jadeite.

It is troublesome to fiddle with this craft with today's technology, and I don't know what methods the craftsmen used hundreds of years ago to do it.

Seeing that there was remaining shredded tobacco inside, Zhao Quan knocked on the nearby stone a few times.

I didn't know that this thing could not help being bumped, and it broke suddenly with just two strokes.

"Fuck."

Zhao Quan quickly looked at the old fox, and found that he didn't hear the slight movement, so he quickly aligned the two halves again.

Not to mention, there happened to be emerald veins on the place where it was broken, so after aligning it, it would not be visible on the rosewood table next to it.

So Zhao Quan made a perfect fit and quickly pretended to be okay, swinging leisurely on the reclining chair.

He had to be relaxed, otherwise the old fox would definitely see flaws in his well-behaved behavior.

He is not only leisurely, he also joked to the old fox, "Hey, old man, come and chat with your precious grandson, do some Tai Chi, take your time, just like riding a permanent [-] uphill, the old cow pulls a broken cart .”

Zhao Qingfeng ignored Zhao Quan, and continued to practice Tai Chi calmly.

It wasn't until he finished playing a whole set of Ming Chuan Tai Chi that he stopped and returned to Zhao Quan's side.

Zhao Quan was swinging comfortably on the recliner, but the old fox stretched out his hand to break his neck.

It seemed to be a very common hook to break the neck, but no matter how much Zhao Quan shook his head, he couldn't avoid it.

This is Ming Chuan Tai Chi's sticky hand, and the old fox is avenging the "old cow pulling a broken cart"!

Really unable to hide, Zhao Quan had no choice but to use Ming Chuan Taiji's broken hand to resist the means of dismantling the old fox.

But what I have to admit is that the famous Tai Chi practiced by the old fox for decades is really not for nothing.

No matter how Zhao Quan cracked it, he still couldn't break the old fox by clever means.

If you use force, the old fox obviously won't be able to do it, but that's obviously a downfall, and it also loses the old fox's face.

So Zhao Quan was still obediently hooked by the neck by the old fox, and grabbed the back of his neck and carried him aside.

Zhao Quan smiled flatteringly and shamelessly: "As expected of an old fox, this kung fu is amazing. No matter how hard I study and practice in my life, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up with you. I'm ashamed, ashamed."

For Zhao Quan's compliment, the old fox seemed to be very pleased.

He cheerfully took a sip of the palm pot, and then praised Zhao Quan's compliment, "Go away."

Zhao Quan was used to this for a long time, so he went directly to the yard to move a stone over, and sat next to the old fox.

Immediately, he even lifted the old fox's right leg, padded it on his own leg, and beat it lightly with his hands.

But at this time, there was no flattering expression on his face, but a calm and natural expression.

For the old fox, he still felt a little guilty, so when he could be near, he still wanted to be more filial.

Zhao Qingfeng didn't stop his precious grandson's filial piety, he fell on the recliner, opened the folding fan and shook it lightly.

"Just after I came back, I heard that you beat your third aunt?"

The old fox's questioning sound came from beside his ears, and Zhao Quan responded happily, "Well, I slapped more than a dozen slaps."

Zhao Qingfeng laughed, "You're quite honest, what's the matter, you want me to reward you with a piece of candy?"

It's not a child anymore, what kind of candy do you want, and Zhao Quan can also hear the irony in the words.

So he said, "Third Aunt deserves it, the child has been tricked, and I haven't figured it out yet."

Putting away the folding fan, Zhao Qingfeng glared at Zhao Quan, "Nonsense, someone used it as a weapon, who dares to use my grandson as a weapon!"

Regarding the old fox's pretentiousness, Zhao Quan was speechless, "You are an old fox, don't you know who made it?"

"do not know."

The old fox still pretended to be stupid for granted, Zhao Quan could only expose this matter.

"Old fox, it's true that you love me, but you are deliberately using me as a lightning rod, and all the thunders are thrown at me. You are looking for a strong lightning rod, or a powerful one. Ray. Is it okay for you to play dumb with me?"

Zhao Qingfeng opened the folding fan again, and then continued to sway on the recliner, "Then is your needle strong?"

Zhao Quan replied straightforwardly: "It's okay, didn't you just beat up the third aunt?"

Zhao Qingfeng was so angry at being teased, "I didn't make you so strong, so it's your third aunt!"

Zhao Quan laughed, and Zhao Qingfeng put away the folding fan and wanted to hit him on the head, but in the end he just made gestures and calculated.

"I know why you beat her, but don't spread the word about it."

The old fox didn't say it clearly, but Zhao Quan still heard the meaning of the old fox's words clearly.

The old fox knew that Wang Ya was raising men outside, but he didn't care.

As for whether it is because he is afraid of making his family ugly, or because he feels that his son is ashamed of his daughter-in-law in that respect, it is not clear.

Since the old fox kept quiet, Zhao Quan naturally wouldn't expose others like that idiot Zhao Xun.

After exposing the matter of Wang Ya's beating, Zhao Qingfeng took the initiative to chat about Sun Xiaoyun.

"Sun Xiaoyun and her mother have already been arranged by someone, and now they have been arranged abroad. Your ex-mother-in-law is pretty good, although Sun Xiaoyun is a bit blind, but it's nothing."

"If you are used to things in the business world, you will know what it means to put interests first, and her original choice is understandable. A good bird chooses a tree to live in. You are not good enough, so you will naturally choose someone better than you. You... ...understand?"

Looking at the old fox's rare loving face, Zhao Quan nodded, "Understood."

Good birds choose trees to live in. The so-called good birds are not only Sun Xiaoyun, but also the patriarch of the Zhao family.

How could Zhao Quan not understand?

However, compared to the position of the patriarch of the Zhao family, he is more concerned about another matter now——

"Old fox, you said you would give me a message about my parents after my coming-of-age ceremony, can I give it now?"

(End of this chapter)