Chapter 2503 Dim Sum Incident

When one of us came out of the kitchen with snacks and a tea cup, we saw a scene that I will never forget - Master Dewey and Old Patch, in ragged clothes, wrestling together.

Old Patch hit Master Dewey hard on the right eye with a left hook, instantly giving him a black eye.

Not to be outdone, Master Dewey kicked Old Patch right in the shoulder, causing him to stumble.

Could it be that Old Patch was the one who suffered the loss? In a rage, Master Dewey was beaten with a punch that made Master Dewey run away with his head in his arms.

However, how can Master Dewey, who is a few years older than Master Dewey, be comparable to the old Patch?

Seeing the right opportunity, he leaned over and stretched out his legs, and directly beat the old Patch, who was swinging his fists, and made a fool of himself. Then he used a crow to fly on the plane, rode on the old Patch, and greeted him with a slap in the face.

Seeing that Old Patch was at a disadvantage, Aunt Tracy put the biscuit plate on the dining table as if nothing was wrong. She sniffed contentedly, exhaled as if she was enjoying herself, and said with satisfaction: "It smells so good, it deserves to be mine." Baked cookies.”

He glanced at the beaten old Patch, and then at Master Dewey, who had a ferocious look on his face and was committing crazy crimes. He twitched the corner of his mouth and asked in a low voice: "Auntie, don't you give me some advice?"

"What are you trying to persuade?" Tracy sat down on the sofa, as if countless burdens had been lifted, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "As a man, it's normal to be a little angry, just let it out."

At the end, he reminded the two men who were fighting in a group: "Fighting is a fight, don't say hello three ways down."

The two men stopped at the same time and turned to Tracy. Their eyes were ferocious and their expressions were ferocious. My heart trembled a few times involuntarily, and I subconsciously thought: "Are these two going to retaliate against Aunt Tracy for meddling in her own business?"

But who would have expected that there would be no trace of anger in the words spoken by these two vicious men.

"Okay, I understand," Old Patch said.

"Ah, okay" Master Dewey said.

Later, the two big men struggled again.

I looked on in shock.

At this moment, Master Dewey had the upper hand due to his rich experience. He raised his fist and aimed it at Old Patch's face, giving him a violent beating. However, in this violent beating, there were few direct punches and many slaps. In a short period of time, Slap a human head into a pig's head.

However, this seemingly one-sided trend did not last long.

There is a saying that goes well, boxing is afraid of young people.

In these years, Old Patch was not wasting his time. Master Dewey was doing business, and he was also doing business. Master Dewey traveled around the world and accumulated experience, while Old Patch was forging iron, forging equipment, and honing his strength.

As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten.

The strong physique he had developed over many years of being a blacksmith, and his strength that was not inferior to that of a level three adventurer, blossomed at this moment.

Old Patch stood up like a carp and sat up abruptly. He also flicked Master Dewey away.

The miserable Master Dewey drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, and finally fell heavily into the pile of fabric edges piled in the corner.

Fortunately, it was cloth instead of nails. Master Dewey saved his life, but the heavy fall on his butt still made him miserable. Ever since he established his business empire, he has never had such a bad fall on his butt. I haven't dropped it for a long time, but if I drop it suddenly, it really hurts.

But the pain was painful, and Master Dewey's face was distorted by pain, and there was a hint of nostalgia on his face.

After looking at Old Patch, he saw that he was fine, so he stepped forward, picked up Master Dewey, and patted away the rags and cotton standing on his pants.

People say: If you don’t fight, you won’t get to know each other.

This applies not only to strangers, but also to close friends reunited after a long separation.

After this fight, Master Dewey and Old Patch no longer looked at each other and had nothing to say.

The two old men put their arms around their shoulders, held teacups, drank three cups of tea in succession, and then burst out laughing.

After laughing, the two of them ate biscuits while reminiscing about the past.

I also picked up the cookie, but I didn't plan to eat it the way Old Patch and Master Dewey did, because chewing it would be too offensive.

It turned out that I was too young.

When I took one bite, I suddenly realized why Master Dewey and Old Patch were chewing instead of biting, let alone putting it in their mouths to enjoy. The hardness of this cookie is actually comparable to the shell of a coconut!

Fortunately, I have a high level and strong strength. To put it slightly exaggerated, my teeth are full of steel and can bite the finest iron into slag.

So the heart was crossed, the eyes were closed, the upper teeth and the lower teeth were exerted at the same time, and there was a crunching sound, and Cookie Biscuit finally died a heroic death.

The crunching sound of chewing cookies reached the ears of the two chatting people. Master Dewey sighed: "Young people have good teeth, but old people like us can only nibble bits and pieces."

"Isn't that right?" Old Patch agreed: "Old people like me should eat less and chew more. It is not only good for the stomach and intestines, but also easy to absorb, so -"

Something bad came over me.

Old Patch pushed the plate: "Xiao Yi, you can help me with this plate of cookies."

I was about to refuse when I heard Master Dewey say: "Yes, young people are growing up. Eat more, which is good for your health. Besides, you are not an adventurer. You consume a lot of energy. This cookie is high." The calories can quickly replenish your physical strength, so eat quickly and listen to your uncle."

Hey, you two! One cheated on my niece and son-in-law, and the other cheated on my son. What evil did I do in my previous life!

However, under the instigation of the two old men and under the ardent eyes of Aunt Tracy, I had to bite the bullet and pick up the biscuits one after another and eat them. During this period, I often had to squeeze out a few bright smiles and respond with a smile on my face. Expectant Aunt Trish.

After I finished eating the biscuits, I almost died a heroic death with my mouth full of iron teeth.

Aunt Tracy looked at the empty dinner plate, still wanting to bake another batch of cookies. The three of us were so frightened that we quickly stopped her. The first was Old Patch, who said with a serious look on his face: "You have worked too hard, Tracy. You need to take a good rest. Things like making cookies will be mine from now on."

On the side, Master Dewey nodded repeatedly and agreed: "Yes, yes, Pallich is right. You are doing housework day and night. It is too hard. It is time to take a rest."

As he spoke, he actually squeezed out a few hypocritical tears.

As a direct victim, I naturally would not be at a disadvantage, so I hurriedly advised: "Oh, aunt, you have worked so hard. If Mi Lulu finds out, she will definitely blame me. As a junior, I can make snacks." Of course, I will do small things like making tea, you just need to have a good rest."

After that, the three of us dragged and dragged Trish back to her position.

This terrible dim sum incident has finally subsided.