Chapter 946 Selling favors on

Xue Weitong looked up and smiled, "Grandpa, I took my brother to see you!"

Mr. Xue laughed loudly, the laughter was very loud, and the air was so strong that the house buzzed: "Your brother? When did your mother give birth to a brother for you? Why don't I know?" From this sentence alone, we can see that Mr. Xue is very humorous. Zhang's official looked up at Xue Lao, and there was no way not to look up. He stood upstairs and stood downstairs by himself. He had to use such an angle to see Xue Lao's face clearly. In fact, don't care where he stood there. His aura was really strong. The official power cultivated over the years of political career was not good!

Zhang Guanren only feels suffocated in front of a few people. He felt the same feeling in front of Mr. Qiao and in front of Mr. Xue. However, Mr. Xue's temperament is obviously much more outgoing than Mr. Qiao's. The two have one thing in common and look very kind. Especially in the face of the younger generation, they really don't have any airs, which is not contradictory to their own super aura.

Mr. Xue is very tall and looks like Zhang Yang. When he was young, he was much taller than Zhang Yang. He looked at Zhang Yang with a smile and said, "Who is this young man?"

Xue Weitong said, "Zhang Yang, I told you, I pay homage to the third brother!"

Mr. Xue laughed again. He shook his head and said, "My granddaughter actually did that. Isn't it a little more reckless?" He stretched out his hand to Zhang Yang: "Zhang Yang! I've heard your name. Welcome to our house!"

Zhang Yangcheng stretched out his hand in fear and shook it with Mr. Xue. Mr. Xue's palm was full of cocoons, which was extremely rough. He clenched Zhang Yang's hand and shook it very powerfully, and then the other hand patted Zhang Yang's hand and said, "Young man, you are not small!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's definitely not as young as Xue."

Xue Lao nodded and said, "When I was young, I was invincible in the army, so strong that I could fall down a cow!" He compared Zhang Yang's height and said, "I'm half a head taller than you are now, but now I'm old and my height has shrunk."

Zhang Yang laughed.

Xue Weitong said, "Grandpa, Zhang Yang has made a special trip to bring you wine this time!"

Mr. Xue looked at the two jars of wine not far away and smiled and said, "You must ask for something from others. Young man, don't you want to send me wine from afar, do you?"

Zhang Daguan sighed that the political veteran was a political veteran. At a glance, he could see that he came to have a purpose. In front of a political master like Xue Lao, he could only laugh at what he played with, so it was better to be straightforward.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Mr. Xue, I do have something to ask for this time, but I don't want to say it yet."

Xue Lao smiled and said, "It's a good idea!"

Xue Weitong helped Zhang Yang and said, "Grandpa, does Zhang Yang want you to taste this wine?"

Mr. Xue said, "I really think of me as a drinking cat. I just woke up from a nap and was ready to go out for a walk. This requires me to drink. Who usually advises me to drink less and take care of my health?"

Xue Weitong smiled and said, "Grandpa, didn't you say that you are the top wine tasting master in China? How about trying this wine? Test your wine tasting level.

Mr. Xue spoiled this granddaughter very much. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, then try it!"

Zhang Yang also brought a half-pound bottle of Mingchun with him. He opened the bottle cap and poured about two taels of wine into the glass taken by Xue Weitong.

Mr. Xue took the glass handed over by his granddaughter, smelled the wine, then shook the wine in the glass, looked at the color of the wine, and finally took a sip of the glass close to his lips. After tasting it for a while, he said, "This wine is good. The cellar fragrance is rich, the taste is plum It seems that there is no such one in the famous domestic wine? He waved to Zhang Yang and motioned him to show him the bottle.

There is no trademark on the bottle at all. Xue Laodan naturally can't see the origin from the bottle. He can't help laughing and said, "Xiao Zhang, I'm here to take the school entrance examination."

Zhang Yang said, "No, this wine is not officially listed yet."

Xue Lao said, "This wine has not been produced for a long time, but the cellar pool should have a history. Such a good quality should be quite famous in China!"

Xue Weitong laughed and said, "Grandpa, since you have agreed, this wine looks really good."

Zhang Yang then told the origin of the wine: "Xue Lao, this wine is the latest series of wine developed by Jiangcheng Winery. It is produced from the cellar pool of the Ming Dynasty. The formula is unique. It is also a formula developed from several jars of wine handed down from the late Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, which is processed and

Mr. Xue nodded and said, "Xiao Zhang, you brought me two jars of wine from afar from Jiangcheng. It's really heartfelt. Do you have anything else to come to me?"

Zhang Yang smiled with some embarrassment and said, "Mr. Xue, I want to ask you to help inscribe this series of wine."

Mr. Xue laughed and said, "It turned out that he wanted me to help with the advertisement!"

Zhang Yang hurriedly explained, "It's not an advertisement, but a request to write the three words of Damingchun. You have a deep research on wine culture and a respected revolutionary predecessor, so I thought of asking you to write these three words. Mr. Xue, don't misunderstand. It's really not for advertising. In fact, wine culture is One of the treasures of Chinese civilization.

Xue Lao said, "You are really good at eloquence. It's okay to write these three words for you, but drinking is harmful to your health. If I write these three words, it's equal to encouraging drinking. It doesn't seem good, and I don't want to get involved in commercial activities. I hope you can understand."

Zhang Yang still wanted to continue to persuade, but he saw Xue Weitong winning at him. Xue Weitong was very clear about his grandfather's temper. Once he decided, he would never change his original intention.

Zhang Yang could only give up the idea of continuing to persuade, but he was a little reluctant to give up like this. He had an idea and said, "Mr. Xue, how about your help me write that excessive drinking is harmful to health!"

Mr. Xue couldn't help laughing. The boy's brain turned really fast.

Xue Weitong shook Grandpa's arm and said, "Grandpa, just write a few words for him."

Mr. Xue finally nodded. When Xue Weitong saw that he agreed, he quickly took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

After Xue Lao was full of ink, he wrote a line that excessive drinking was harmful to his health, and then signed his name. After writing, he looked at the word, and he felt funny, but Zhang Daguan put the word away as if he had won the treasure. The man thought about it in his heart. Later, he combined these words and took Jian Kang's drinking is printed on the outer packaging of the wine, and Mr. Xue advocates healthy drinking, which is a good advertisement.

Xue Weitong said, "Grandpa, you sound good, you can't do it yourself."

Zhang Yang said, "In fact, everyone's adaptability to alcohol is different, high and low. There is no need to ask everyone to quit drinking."

Xue Lao said, "That's right. The doctor said that drinking in moderation is good for my health. I've been drinking all my life. Isn't my body still healthy?"

Xue Weitong said, "Drinking damages the liver. You don't understand such a simple truth!"

While they were talking, they heard a sudden exclamation from outside: "Come on!"

Several people were stunned. Xue Weitong rushed out first, and Zhang Yang then ran out. In fact, his starting speed was much faster than Xue Weitong's, but after all, this was in the Xue family, and he could not take the lead everywhere.

When he came outside, he saw Xue Yinghong lying on the steps, covering her stomach and screaming with a pale face.

Xue Weitong quickly ran to her side and said with concern, "Auntie, what's wrong with you?"

Xue Yinghong covered her stomach, her forehead was full of cold sweat, and tears were about to flow out: "I... I accidentally tripped over... My stomach hurts so much... It hurts... It's bad, I... I seem to be bleeding..." Xue Yinghong has finally lost her pregnancy after so many years of marriage, and she is quite important to this What she was worried about was not her own safety. What she was most concerned about was the fetus in her abdomen. Now she felt that the abdominal pain was unbearable, and the fetus in the abdomen moved so much that Xue Yinghong was so scared that she was at a loss. She said in a trembling voice, "Save him... save him..."

After all, Xue Weitong is an unmarried girl, and she doesn't know what to do when she encounters such a scene.

Mr. Xue then rushed out. He shouted, "Come on, drive to the hospital!"

Zhang Yang said, "I'm afraid it's too late to be sent to the hospital now!" He strode to Xue Yinghong's side, stretched out his fingers and hit several acupuncture points of her body one after another. Then he held Xue Yinghong's vein in one hand and put it on Xue Yinghong's abdomen in the other. He looked at Xue Yinghong's eyes and smiled, "Auntie, do you believe me?"

Xue Yinghong only felt that the pain in her body suddenly eased a lot. She looked at Zhang Yang and found the trust she could rely on from his warm eyes. She nodded with red eyes and pleaded, "Zhang Yang, you must help me."

Zhang Yang said, "Don't worry, I'm here, and I will make sure that your mother and son will be fine."

Mr. Xue looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. He really couldn't figure out what kind of ability this young man had to make his daughter trust him so much.

Zhang Yang carefully picked up Xue Yinghong and sent Xue Yinghong back to her own room under the guidance of Xue Weitong. Xue Yinghong left a pool of bright red blood on the ground where she had just lied.

Mr. Xue couldn't help frowning when he saw the pool of blood. He said to the guard, "Call Dr. Hu over immediately!"

Zhang Yang massaged Xue Yinghong's acupuncture point and used his internal strength to help her stabilize the fetal breath. After Xue Yinghong fell asleep smoothly, he quietly withdrew from Xue Yinghong's room and came to the living room. Xue Lao and his family were waiting nervously there. Although Xue Weitong knew that Zhang Yang knew some medical skills, he did not Well, she followed Zhang Yang to the living room. She said with concern, "Third brother, how is my aunt?"

Xue Weitong's question is exactly what the whole family wants to ask.