"Yes, that's what you mean..."

Feng Chenglin nodded heavily, very serious.

"If it were me, I would definitely marry a young and beautiful lady, so that you old guys who are not easy to use are envious and jealous and hate me..."

“…”

"Anyway, my knife is easy to use. I know, you don't know, right?"

“…”

"After and foremost, my reputation has gone out. Is it true? Outsiders can only watch the fun by pointing indirectly. Do you think... is it very important to marry a young lady?"

The old man's eyes flashed, and he looked suddenly: "I'll say, why do those old people still have the energy to marry that delicate little girl like water onion..."

He suddenly paused and looked at Feng Chenglin.

His eyes were full of guilt.

Feng Chenglin was about to laugh in his heart - this old man, it won’t really be rolled up the edges, it’s not easy to use, right?

Otherwise, how could there be such a feeling?

But what?

On the surface, he had to pretend to be innocent and confused, looking at his eyes without understanding anything.

"No, old man, am I saying the wrong thing? Why are you looking at me with such a look?"

The old man coughed twice and scratched his head: "No, I suddenly felt that you kid is really useless. At this critical moment, what he said makes sense!"

I hummed twice and looked at Yin Shijiu again, and it was not so unhappy.

"The old guy is not afraid of being punished by God and harming his little lady..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

For such disasters, Zhou Yu also needs to beat Huang Gai, one is willing to beat the other is willing to be beaten.

If the little lady is unwilling to die, wouldn’t Yin Shijiu still have to worry about the fact that she is green?

Since that's the case, how dare you remarry the bride so unscrupulously?

However, it is their freedom to get married and have children.

not to mention--

"Old man, are you... meddling in other people's business? Even if we see injustice on the road, if we want to draw our swords to help, we have to have a reason to draw our swords to help, right? Although Mr. Yin is older, maybe... the blade may be a bit blunt, but with a little use of some means, the knife... can still be sharpened!!"

“…”

The old man didn't come back to his senses for a while.

Grind it?

How to grind?

"Boy, you talk... don't go around in circles, sharpen the knife... how to sharpen it?"

Feng Chenglin laughed: "Old man, you teased me again, aren't you? How else can you sharpen this sharpener? Of course, it's a whetstone!"

“…Aren’t you talking nonsense?”

Of course, he also knew that a whetstone was needed to sharpen the knife.

But can a simple whetstone sharpen the knife?

Feng Chenglin gave him an ambiguous look: "Of course, this sharpener cannot be just a whetstone. It will be inconvenient to use a simple whetstone. We also need... something else!"

“…”

Going closer, Feng Chenglin's laughter was quite a bit worthy of beating.

"Old man, we are all men. If this man's knife is rolled up, how can it be sharpened so that it can be quick and easy to use?"

The old man's eyes flashed quickly, and he suddenly understood what he meant after laughing: "You... are you talking about... using some... elixirs or something?"

"What if it's otherwise?"

“…”

Isn't this nonsense?

The old man was a little discouraged for a moment.

After talking for a long time, it was nonsense!

He also knew that he could use certain pills to sharpen his knife.

But in this way, the symptoms are not the root cause.

After using it for a long time, the blade will still curl!
Chapter completed!