Siheyuan: All the birds want to die, I enjoy happiness

Chapter 445 Explain Slowly

Although Yan Bugui has seen Su Weiguo's shadow now, he still can't help feeling scared. There is nothing he can do. He hasn't seen Su Weiguo in recent years. Everyone says that he is dead. Even the factory and the street think that he has sacrificed his life.

What happened? He suddenly appeared in front of you in broad daylight. How could you not be scared? I think everyone would be a little scared, right?

"Hey, Old Yan, why are you being so polite to me? These are just small things. Come on, here, give it to you. Isn't it done?" Su Weiguo was a decisive person. Without even waiting for Yan Bugui to react, he had picked up all the fish on the ground and put them into the bucket.

Looking at the bucket full of fish, Su Weiguo said with emotion: "Old Yan, we haven't seen each other for so long. Your fishing skills have improved so fast, haven't they? I remember that when we went fishing together before, you always caught nothing. How come you catch buckets of fish now?" Su Weiguo said in surprise.

"Keep a low profile, this is my normal operation. Weiguo, let's find a time to compete with each other later. Who knows, maybe your fishing skills are not as good as mine now!" Yan Bugui took the bucket from Su Weiguo's hand with a smile and said.

"Okay, we haven't fished together for a long time. Let's arrange a time to go fishing together. Jiecheng, the fish in the bucket in your hand... you didn't catch them yourself, did you?" After Su Weiguo finished speaking, he turned around and saw the bucket in Yan Jiecheng's hand. Of course, he also saw a lot of fish in the bucket. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart: When did the Yan family father and son become so good at fishing? Before, Yan Bugui always caught nothing when fishing.

"Yes... yes, Uncle Weiguo." Yan Jiecheng said stutteringly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you two... Okay, come and have a cigarette with Old Yan." Su Weiguo originally wanted to bring Su Xingchen back to compete with them, but then he thought about his son's fishing skills and decided to forget it.

If he really went there, he might end up embarrassing himself. He could just compete with Yan Bugui later. But how could he know that the Yan father and son were able to catch so many fish because of their good son Su Xingchen?

Su Weiguo took out his special cigarettes from his pocket and handed them to Yan Bugui, "Come on, Old Yan, have a cigarette. Let's go home. I haven't been home for a long time."

"Oh, this is a good cigarette, Weiguo, where have you been? This kind of cigarette is not easy to get, and you haven't written a letter to your family for so many years? We have been thinking that you have been..." Yan Bugui took the cigarette from Su Weiguo's hand. When he took the cigarette, he touched Su Weiguo's hand and felt the warm temperature. He was immediately relieved. After all, which ghost has such a hot temperature? Don't think about it, Su Weiguo is a human being.

"Oh, stop talking. I can't explain it clearly at the moment. Let me go home first. I will explain it to everyone in the courtyard later. Otherwise, it will be too troublesome to explain it to everyone I meet." Su Weiguo shook his head and said.