Feng Qingyang was full of doubts. The Feng family’s grandson was his own son, and the young master was still a pure boy.

The old remnant was thinking well, and the Feng couple was indeed naming their eldest grandson.

"Old man, what are you saying? What's Feng Chenzi?"

"What a bad guy, too vulgar."

"Where is Feng Xiaotian? How domineering."

"No, it's so ostentatious. Look at our son's current virtue."

"Then what do you think is good!"

"What if it's a daughter?"

...

Feng Qingyang heard a few words, and it was a little funny, so he walked into Fengjiazhengtang.

"Yangzi, are you back, have you eaten? Where are you going to be the most beautiful?" Mrs. Feng smiled.

Feng Qingyang sat down, took two sips of half-cool and unheated tea, and said casually:

"Go for a walk."

Mr. Feng coughed a few times, and his wife and son were present at the same time, so he usually didn't speak.

Mrs. Feng handed her two snacks to her son, sat back to her original place, raised her eyebrows and said:

"You can't be too casual in the future. At noon, Miss Liu came to the door, and it was all good things you did casually. They cried for a long time. It's hard for every girl to do every family..."

"Miss Liu? That Liu Caiyin!" Feng Qingyang threw down the snacks that had already reached his mouth.

"What? And others? Miss Liu is pregnant. Fortunately, she is a sensible person. If it were someone else, I don't know how much trouble it is. Miss Liu has already agreed to... A brat, you can't just ask Liu for flowers and questions in the future. My mother sees that Miss Liu is very good and brave, and she is very good at it...."

...

"Son, why didn't you tell me about this earlier? I scared your father." Mr. Feng finally spoke.

...

Feng Qingyang has already understood seven or eight points, and is both angry and funny:

This Liu family’s Caiyin is a character.

He didn't want to explain too much, so he stood up and said:

"I'll talk about this later."

"Yang Zi, you can't be too casual in the future. You have to think about Miss Liu in everything you do..." Mrs. Feng reminded again.

"I understand, I will think of her." Feng Qingyang turned around and left.

The Feng couple was overjoyed, and there was a chance to do this.

Feng Qingyang thought: I will think of her and make her look good...

He returned to his mansion, and four maids were busy serving tea, pouring water, rubbing their shoulders and pinching their backs.

Dongxue is a cold-hearted person and rarely speaks:

"Young Master, you have to worry about Miss Liu."

"Do you all know this?" Feng Qingyang pushed Chunya's Hongshu hand away.

"I know everything, I'm afraid everyone in Fengyang City knows it." Xia Yu continued.

"The young master is already eighteen years old, and he has also considered a lifelong matter." Qiu Ju said.

Chunya didn't speak, but just giggled.

"Okay, OK, I get it. You all go out, I want to be alone."

Feng Qingyang drove out the spring, summer, autumn and winter without any worries, and lay on the bed for a while.

The beautiful shadow of Liu Caiyin flashed by in the dream, and was full of bloody rivers and lakes...

He actually held a long sword in his hand and fought with a sword immortal.

Chunya brought dinner, Feng Qingyang waved her hand and asked her to deliver it to Lao Can.

He is not a person who is too trustworthy. He wants to splash today's affairs like water, otherwise he will feel uncomfortable.

It was already night, and the lights of the city were brightly lit like a bustling city.

"Master Feng, come and sit in the house."

"Master Feng, I just made some delicious snacks to try."

...

"No, I have something big to do."

Lao Can’s position in the Feng family is a small concierge, but his face is great. Mr. Feng specially built an elegant yard for him, which is also a light that was broken by the young master’s unintentional roots.

Lao Can rejected Mr. Feng's kindness and still lived in the dilapidated house next to the Feng family's gate.

It was less than ten feet in square foot, with only one bed, two short benches and one broken table, and there was also an old-fashioned look.

Chunya put the wine and vegetables in his mouth and walked away with his nose.

The oil lamp is dim, it looks like a farmhouse that is worried about its livelihood all day long.

The charming is beautiful but it does not dislike it at all. This is the authentic flavor of the fireworks on earth.

He and Lao Can sat opposite each other and walked three big cups when they met.

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but tell him what he saw and heard today, and finally said:

"Lao Can, when I was a child, I also saw heroes fighting in the world. They were all hard bridges and hard horses, and at most they jumped ten feet high. If you didn't see them today, they were really from heaven to earth, and they all understood the mystery."

Mr. Can took a bite of the dish and said carelessly:

"What's strange about it? The world has been changing for more than ten years and has long been mysterious."

"Have you seen it?"

"Of course I've seen it. Just the day before yesterday, the old man saw someone riding a dragon to the sky. You've never seen it."

Feng Qingyang took a sip of wine and said in confusion:

"There are really dragons? Then... are the big loaches that just put in my Tianchi Lake dragons?"

Can Ye smiled and said:

"What big loach, that's the dragon. You can't do it for the little kids in the house. However, putting those beasts in our Tianchi is not a waste of resources."

Fengqingyang also said proudly:

"Not bad, I'm worried about the past few days. But how do you know that it's a dragon. Dragons can call the wind and rain to the sky and the earth, and they are so easy to be caught?"

Can Ye's pair of mung bean eyes widened apart than usual and said:

"Why haven't I seen it before? The old man has been through the world, and I haven't seen anything. Master, how old are you, you are, and you don't know a lot."

"Okay, okay, you are old and corrupt cow eagle."

Feng Qingyang made a fuck, persuaded him to drink a few more glasses of wine, and said with great enthusiasm:

"Then Mr. Zhuge is such a good person. He has solved the floods of our Fengyang City and has immeasurable merits. And the immortal sword in his hand can turn the world upside down with just one sword. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, he is really a god."

Canjun thought for a moment, nodded slightly and said:

"Well, I did a good thing. But don't just look at the surface of everything. Listen to what you said just now. Zhuge Ru said that there is nothing wrong with the world, and she is most afraid of someone making trouble. But in the world, who doesn't want to make trouble? Otherwise, what's the point of the world?"

"The world is very interesting, and it is getting more and more interesting. Let's go."

Can Ye raised his glass and drank it all, narrowing his eyes and said:

"What? Young Master, are you trying to enter the world? That's easy to deal with. I'll tell you the old man tomorrow. Don't look at the old man putting it down for so many years, and it's a good man to hold a sword. To put it in a bad way, Master Feng is afraid that he will not be the old man's opponent."

Feng Qingyang filled his wine glasses for each of them and said:

"Lao Can, don't take it out of context. I didn't say I needed to practice kung fu, I just watched the excitement. There are many troubles in the world, and it's better to stay away from the sword."

"Hehe, I think you are right and wrong. You can't be a world without grudges, and you can't be a hero without wind and waves. There are people in the world. You are proud of not being in the world, but you are in the world with your charm."

"Something is true, drinking."

...

The master and servant talked to each other in the world, and it only dispersed in the middle of the night.
Chapter completed!