Everyone was shocked when they heard that Deputy County Magistrate Zhou was coming.

You know, this Deputy County Magistrate Zhou has the title of the youngest deputy county magistrate in Jingzhou, and it is not something that ordinary people can contact.

Now Yunshan County is abolishing the county and replacing it with a city, and the original county magistrate has been transferred.

Zhou Jinghong can be said to be the leading figure in Yunshan County.

I heard that this person has a background in Gyeonggi, and will definitely soar in the future.

This small Yunshan County is just a small springboard for others.

Now Zhou Jinghong is coming to Diao’s family to celebrate his birthday. The Diao family really has a lot of face!

"Congratulations to Brother Diao, it seems that your Diao family is really unstoppable!"

"Head of Diao, Yunshan County will rely on your Diao family in the future!"

Everyone started flattering one after another.

Diao Fuwang was immediately praised and was almost relieved.

"Hmph! As far as Deputy County Magistrate Zhou is coming, I won't be skeptical about your family today. Hurry up and find a place to sit down by yourself. Don't talk nonsense at the birthday party later!" Diao Fuwang couldn't help but snorted.

After all, Secretary-General Liu is here, afraid of leaving any bad impression on the county.

"Malan, your son-in-law beats my son so much. I will settle the score with you after the banquet!"

Diao Haihua glared coldly and quickly called Secretary Liu to sit down.

Diao Yulan and his family were driven to the most marginal seat, not even the treatment of some VIPs, and the table was obviously a good match, not even a tablecloth. People around them often cast sympathetic eyes.

"It's all you, you are a waste. On what occasion today, you dare to hit people? What else do you do besides fighting?" Diao Yulan couldn't help but complain as soon as she sat down, and glared at Jiang Beichen fiercely.

Jiang Beichen picked up food on his own and didn't take her words seriously.

"You!" Diao Yulan became even more angry when she looked at her, and she wanted to hold the plate on his head.

"Mom, how can you blame Beichen? It's obviously Dalong and the others who are too much!" Wang Xuewu couldn't help but retort.

"So what if it's too much? They are all my family. Compared with our Diao family, what's the point of being a lowly waste? What can you do if you suffer a little grievance?" Diao Yulan said with a disdainful look on her face.

Just a lowly son-in-law.

Can you compare with her family?

Even if it is not much better than those servants.

"Okay, shut up!" Wang Boren scolded Diao Yulan, "Have you heard that the deputy county magistrate is coming, you can't say a few words!"

"Hmph!" Diao Yulan was angry and stopped talking.

On the other side, Diao Haihua looked at his watch and hurriedly said to Secretary-General Liu.

"Secretary General Liu, did Deputy County Magistrate Zhou say when will he arrive? Otherwise, please call me and ask?"

It was almost noon, and the guests were hungry.

Secretary-General Liu nodded and quickly called Zhou Jinghong.

"The province where Deputy County Magistrate Zhou went to the morning is still on his way back. He probably will arrive later, otherwise we should start first!"

Secretary-General Liu hung up the phone and said quickly.

"Okay, then let's start!" Diao Fuwang quickly spoke, after all, it was not easy for the guests to wait.

The birthday party has begun.

On Diao Fuwang’s 70th birthday, the row of faces is naturally of particular importance.

There are all kinds of delicacies on the table, and the chef specially invited from the city is naturally indescribable.

Not long after the banquet started, the juniors from the Diao family came up to pay their birthday.

"Grandpa, grandson wishes you a blessing as good as the East China Sea and a long life as the South Mountain!"

Diao Dalong was the first to come up to celebrate his birthday, and at the same time raised a scroll in his hand, "Grandpa, this is a calligraphy and painting I specially bought for you from Xuanbao Pavilion in the city, Zheng Banqiao's ink bamboo!"

As he said that, the scroll unfolded, and a beautiful ink painting spread out. The paintings were covered with bamboo, clean and neat.

"Is this Zheng Banqiao's Mo Zhu?" An expert exclaimed on the spot.

"The bamboo painted by Zheng Banqiao is famous, and there is even the allusion of "confidentiality". This painting can be called the best!" An old man on the other end couldn't help but speak, "Young Master Dalong, your painting probably costs a lot, right?"

"Hi!" Dalong waved his hand quickly, "Not much, only one million, mainly because of the meaning of this painting. My grandfather has a clean and noble character in his life, like a bamboo of ink! I am also a hero who gives a sword to a hero!"

"Haha, OK! My grandson really understands me. Come on, grandpa will reward you with red envelopes!"

Diao Fuwang laughed happily after being said and quickly stuffed a red envelope on Diao Dalong.

There is a card in the red envelope, and there are hundreds of thousands of dollars in it.

What Diao Fuwang wants is just a noodle, so he naturally cannot let his grandson suffer.

"Haha, a fake painting, it's ridiculous to say that a sword is given to a hero!" Jiang Beichen whispered here.

He could tell at a glance that the painting was fake and it was almost the same as a bear!

Wang Xuewu was scared and quickly covered his mouth, "Husband, don't talk nonsense!"

It’s a great deal to let my grandfather hear this!

"You trash, if you can't speak, just close your mouth. You can tell what's true or false from that distance!" Diao Yulan really wanted to pick out the trash's eyes.

"I'm telling the truth. Zheng Banqiao's bamboo has a characteristic, it is all written in one stroke. Look at his bamboo, and it looks like it was copied by a child. It's simply crude!" Jiang Beichen couldn't help but say.

Wang Boren couldn't help but shake his head, "The boy Dalong is the same. He actually used a fake painting to deceive the old man. It's so outrageous!"

"You all shut your mouth! I don't want to listen to you!" Diao Yulan was so angry that she was so angry that the father-in-law and son-in-law sang together, and she was really going to make her angry.

After Diao Dalong went down here, other juniors also came up to offer gifts.

Jade pendants, calligraphy and paintings, antiques, and thousand-year-old ginseng were dazzling and envious.

Diao Fuwang smiled so hard that he couldn't stop and kept stuffing red envelopes.

In the end, Diao Dapeng walked up with his hands empty-handed, looking proud.

"Grandpa, I didn't prepare any gifts today because I know you have nothing to lack!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

I wonder what this guy is doing?

Giving birthday gifts is for the sake of filial piety. What does it have to do with whether the old man is short of?

It's just an excuse!

"But I have prepared a special gift for you!" Diao Dapeng suddenly spoke again.

Now, even Diao Fuwang was confused, wondering what these three grandchildren were doing?

"Okay, Dapeng, don't keep it aside. Tell your grandpa the good news!" Diao Haihua couldn't help but laugh and scolded. Obviously, he, as a man, had already known it in advance.

Diao Dapeng looked around proudly for a week, then smiled at Diao Fuwang, "Grandpa, my score for the cultural course is out, 20 points higher than the score line. Moreover, I applied for the military academy and had received an entry notice from the Liehuo Military Academy!"

"What? Fire Military Academy?"

"That is the number one military academy in the entire China! It is known as the "Tsinghua University in the Army"!"

"That's right, after leaving the Fire Military Academy, at least it starts at the school level, and the most time is a training camp!"

Everyone was talking suddenly.

Diao Dapeng's arrogance on his face became even stronger, and the group of juniors around him were envious.

There is no doubt that Diao Dapeng is definitely the most dazzling existence among the Diao family’s juniors today.

"Hahaha! OK! My third grandson is promising. Our family has an officer. Grandpa is happy!" Diao Fuwang immediately laughed happily.

All antiques in calligraphy and painting are passing by. Only the younger generation has a bright future is this to shine the glory of the ancestors!

"Brother Diao, congratulations! Two officers from your family came out at once. This is the virtue of ancestors!" The old man next to him couldn't help but praise, and his tone was envious.

"Two officers?" Diao Haihua couldn't help but frown.

"Uncle Yu, are you talking about the Dazhuang of my elder brother's family?"
Chapter completed!