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Chapter 122 Master Feng!

This sudden female voice came into the store's ears, making him look as if he heard the sound of nature, and his eyes were brightly looking at the sound.

The people around him also looked at the woman walking slowly in surprise. When his eyes fell on her, their eyes lit up and they praised her in their hearts.

What a woman with outstanding temperament.

Although she couldn't see her face while wearing a veil, her clear and elegant temperament made people shine, and they all automatically made a way out and let her walk forward.

"Girl? Are you just saying true? Do you know that old man? It's great! Please take him away quickly, I'll delay his business all day." The store owner seemed to see a life-saving driftwood and stepped forward and said repeatedly.

Fengjiu threw out a silver anchor: "This is the money for wine." Then she looked at Mr. Feng.

When Mr. Feng, who was standing at the gate, walked out of Fengjiu, his eyes were spinning on her body. Seeing her at this moment, he couldn't help but grin, with a bit of naughty temperament, curled his lips again, and asked in confusion: "Xiao Feng'er, why have you found grandpa again?"

Xiao Feng'er, why have you found grandpa again...

Feng Jiu was slightly stunned, standing there staring at him blankly with a boring look on his face, looking at his face with a boring boredom, but his eyes could not hide the joy and joy of being found.

Because of his words in my mind, I recalled the hide-and-seek that my grandparents and grandchildren often played when they were childhood.

Whenever she found her, he asked bored and puzzledly: Xiao Feng'er, why have you found grandpa again?

My heart was slightly sore, my eyes were slightly hot, and an uncontrollable layer of mist filled her eyes, blurring her gaze.

Because he recognized her at a glance, and because of his voice, Xiao Feng'er's voice, her heart was involuntarily touched.

Her grandfather has intermittent amnesia.

He will forget where his home is? He will forget who he is? He will forget what his son's name is? But he will not forget her.

He often said that she was the little phoenix of the Feng family and the treasure of their palms. They loved her, spoiled her, cared for her, and brought her the best things just to see her happy appearance.

Seeing that her eyes were filled with mist, Mr. Feng panicked and hurried forward: "Xiao Feng'er? What's wrong with you? Who bullies you? Tell grandpa, grandpa will help you beat him!" In order to show that he would do his best, he twisted his fists and waved it.

She shook her head, held his hand, and led him out of the crowd and headed towards the Feng Mansion.

As she walked slowly, she didn't say anything, and the old man Feng next to her also let her lead him, followed obediently, looking at her carefully from time to time, wondering why she was crying?

"Xiao Feng'er, do you still have money?" he asked carefully.

Fengjiu stopped, looked at him, and then took out a silver for him.

Mr. Feng took it happily and grinned: "You wait for grandpa here, don't run around." As he said that, he ran away.

Soon after, he ran back and handed her the things in his hand like a treasure: "Hey, what grandpa bought you is your favorite candy seed. Eating candy seeds, you can't cry anymore."
Chapter completed!
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