When these ancient weirdos in the courtyard meet a modern weird family from the 21st century, who will lose and who will win?
Wang Jiye's family traveled to 1957 and moved into a courtyard.
The birds thought they could take advantage of the Wang family and went out together, but the Wang family sucked their blood back.
Grandpa Wang Kaishan, a master of porcelain, a lustful old man, nicknamed Lao Wang next door, entered the courtyard and lived a second spring.
"Xiao Deaf, Cuihua, you two are playing hard to get with me, right?"
His father, Wang Jiaguang, is an expert in counterfeiting and a stealthy lockpicker.
"Oops, my house was robbed!"
"My house was robbed too!"
As long as the birds have a little rice at home, they can't stand up to Wang Jiaguang's craftsmanship.
His mother, Ding Ailing, was an international fighting champion. She was so powerful that she beat him so hard that he screamed. He thought of his mother, who had been dead for many years, and cried to recognize her.
"Aunt Ding, you are my mother from now on!"
His son Wang Jiye, a humanoid brain, carries an AI system plug-in and plots against birds outside the atmosphere.
"Damn it, I've been tricked by this kid again."
After realizing that Yi Zhonghai had a cerebral infarction, he directly proposed a three-piece cremation set.
Daughter Wang Jirong is an expert in disguise, a professional actor, and an emotional liar.
Banggeng: "Rongrong, in order to get you a gift, I sold my grandma and my mother. What else do you want?"
Many years later, in order to stay away from the Wang family, Zhongqin had no choice but to move out of the courtyard in tears!
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