"A pair of grandmasters from the sa family, what a splendid tale!"
Listening to these people’s friendly words and seeing the respect they displayed while chatting with Zhang Beixing, his family and relatives were dumbfounded, unable to make heads or tails of the situation.
"Zhang Beixing, what’s going on? Why are there so many guests?" Zhang’s mother asked, bewildered.
Glancing over, Zhang Beixing was stunned for a mont—his parents had finally returned!
Then he hurriedly approached. "Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, Aunt, Uncle, and all my cousins, you’re all here."
However, what left him bewildered was the fact that there were just too many visitors today. Why had all his aunts and uncles also co to join in the excitent?
But seeing his family’s questioning glances, Zhang Beixing could only introduce, "These are... my peers?"
"Peers?"
Hearing these two words from Zhang Beixing, the already confused crowd beca even more baffled.
What was going on? These were his peers? Surely the age range for internet celebrities hadn’t gotten this broad? The crowd expressed their puzzlent.
In the end, it was Zhang’s mother who first snapped out of it and took out her keys. "Well then... since everyone is Beixing’s peer, please, co inside and have a seat."
"That’s very kind of you!"
"Thank you, thank you!"
"Carrying all these things must be tiring, let help you!"
"..."
Everyone was chiming in, one after another.
They stepped forward, taking bags and items from the hands of Zhang Beixing’s parents and relatives, and walked into Zhang Beixing’s ho.
After doing all this and seeing that Zhang Beixing had no particular reaction, realizing that Grandmaster Zhang didn’t mind the disturbance, they felt slightly reassured.
To take this opportunity to get closer to Zhang Beixing, they started to make conversation with his family mbers:
"Elder Brother, you must be Grandmaster Zhang’s father, right? Haha, truly a case of ’like father, like son.’ I see that you always have wine ready at ho; you must be a drinker too. Look, I’ve brought a bottle of ’82 Maotai. It’s just that I was pressed for ti and couldn’t find anything better—I hope you won’t mind!"
"Speaking of wine, I also have a bottle of Luzhou Laojiao 1573 and Wuliangye here. I’m not really a wine connoisseur; drinking wine is just like ’a cow chewing on peonies’ for . Keeping it would be a waste, so it’s better to give it to soone who appreciates it—returning it to its rightful owner!"
"Grandma, are these your flowers? Wow, they are really beautiful! Speaking of which, I have a couple of Dutch color-changing tulips and one grafted orchid. If you don’t mind, I could have soone bring them over to you."
"Whoa, Elder Sir, your walking stick is quite heavy! What? Made from solid iron? No wonder Grandmaster Zhang could beco a Grandmaster at such a young age; it seems he’s been trained since childhood. Look at you, you’re so healthy—do you practice martial arts too? Ah, no? I wouldn’t have guessed if you hadn’t said so. Speaking of which, Elder Sir, I see you’ve got quite a few tea stains in your cup; you must enjoy tea, don’t you? As it happens, I just received a few tea cakes from a friend not too long ago. Could you do the honor of trying them?"
"You’re Grandmaster Zhang’s aunt? You ntioned your child, that is, Grandmaster Zhang’s cousin, got into the Beijing Film Academy? Congratulations on that indeed. I happen to know soone there; shall I introduce them to you later?"
"..."
Due to the arrival of these older n.
Zhang Beixing’s ho, which had been sowhat quiet before, suddenly beca bustling with activity.
These older n were like Doraemon walking out of a Japanese manga.
With a reach into their pockets, they could produce wine, tea, cigarettes, flowers—practically anything one could imagine.
In no ti, just the gifts alone filled an entire table.
Plus, they were quite the smooth talkers, evidently possessing high emotional intelligence. Soon, they had bonded with Zhang Beixing’s family and relatives.
The only concern for the relatives was that their big nephew’s peers seed to talk big, making it hard to distinguish truth from fiction, which unavoidably made them suspicious.
Only Zhang’s mother was an exception.
Since she stood next to Zhang Beixing the whole ti, the visitors, mindful of his status, did not dare to approach her to chat.
She looked at the group of middle-aged n, then glanced at Zhang Beixing with an odd expression on her face, hesitating to speak.
After a long mont, she finally addressed Zhang Beixing, "Beixing, are you sure these people are your peers?"
They’re not so sort of scamrs, are they?
Considering that the group was still around, Zhang’s mother didn’t give voice to the second half of her thoughts.
She felt the sa way as the other relatives. Mainly, the things this group was saying were just too far-fetched.
Maotai, Wuliangye, grafted orchids, and a connection at the Beijing Film Academy.
These lies were just spewing effortlessly, without any preparation.
It was in this atmosphere that, after a short while, a military vehicle slowly stopped in front of the house in the small alley.
Huo Honghao, Commander of the Shishi Military Sub-district, who had previously crossed paths with Zhang Beixing at the Chen Family, alighted from the vehicle.
Facing the unadorned small bungalow, he didn’t think twice before stepping forward and knocking on the door.
"KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK—"
Hearing the sound from the door, Zhang’s mother wore a very peculiar expression. "Another one of your peers has arrived?" she asked.
But, with the thought that a visitor should be welcod as a guest, she still went over and opened the door.
Upon opening the door, Zhang’s mother stared intently outside and froze in place.
At that mont, Zhang Beixing’s cousin also ca out of the restroom, having washed his hands.
Seeing Zhang’s mother standing dumbly at the door after opening it, he was puzzled.
So, shaking his hands dry, he went over to check. "What are you doing? Why have you just stopped...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Beixing’s cousin saw the person standing at the door, noted their uniform and rank, and instantly froze, just like Zhang’s mother.
However, he quickly recovered, snapped smartly to attention, and saluted Huo Honghao loudly at the doorway, "Greetings, Commander!"
Hearing the commotion, the others inside the house ca out to see what was going on.
They saw a man with an impressive, self-assured bearing, his shoulders adorned with the insignia of two bars and four stars, smiling as he walked in.
He waved a hand at Zhang Beixing’s cousin. "Young man, you’re a soldier too? No need for formalities."
Then, turning to Zhang’s mother, he said, "Ma’am, you must be Comrade Zhang’s mother, right? I apologize for intruding so abruptly this ti. May I inquire if Comrade Zhang is here? I’ve specially co to pay my respects to the young Grandmaster of Northern River Province."
"Ah, and all the masters from the martial arts community are here too? What a fortunate coincidence, an honor indeed!"
Zhang’s mother was utterly dumbfounded. Even military leaders are here to see my son? And a houseful of masters?
The cousin and the other relatives were equally thunderstruck.
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