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The ancient vermilion lacquer gate, with a creaking sound, slowly opened.

Xiao Feng stood at the door, and what caught his eye was the old locust tree in the courtyard, which was still lush and lush.

"Now that you're back, why don't you come in. The door was open, and the old voice came from it.

Xiao Feng shook his head, suppressed many thoughts in his heart, and walked quickly towards the main house.

"Grandpa, I'm back. Xiao Feng walked to the door of the house, his legs weakened, and he knelt on the ground.

There was a short silence, and a laugh of relief sounded: "You kid, didn't you always call me old guy before? Why did you suddenly change your name? Man, kneel to heaven and kneel to your parents, and other than that, no one is worthy of your knees, get up." When he said the last sentence, his voice was very majestic.

Xiao Feng slowly stood up, exhaled a sullen breath, and strode into the living room of the main house.

In the center of the main room, facing the doorway, there is a central hall table, and next to it are two Taishi chairs. The purple sand teacup on the table in the middle hall is still steaming.

The corners of Xiao Feng's mouth trembled, and the furnishings in his home were the same as they were four years ago. looked at the old man sitting on the Taishi's chair.

This old man is Xiao Fengkou's 'old guy', who has the grace of nurturing him.

"Grandpa. Xiao Feng took a deep breath, controlled his feelings, and barely smiled.

Elder Jing slowly stood up, looked at Xiao Feng, and showed a pleased smile: "Boy, compared to four years ago, you have really matured a lot, at least, you know how to respect my old man." ”

When Xiao Feng heard this, he couldn't help but laugh: "I used to be young and frivolous and ignorant, hehe." ”

"Ah Feng, sit down, let's talk. Jing Lao pointed to the chair next to him and smiled: "There is no sofa at home, only chairs, and you still have the habit of sitting?"

At this time, Xiao Feng also returned to normal, and said with a cynical smile: "That's a must, our ass, what are you not used to sitting on? It's the emperor's dragon chair, and I'm also used to it." ”

"Hehe, you kid, tell me, I haven't been to school for four years, what are you doing running out. ”

Xiao Feng sneered: "I've been an agent, hehe." ”

"The four major agents of poker, the ace of spades?" Jing Lao's expression seemed to be smiling.

"How do you know!" Xiao Feng was startled and blurted out.

Jing Lao suddenly smiled: "Haha, boy, how could I not know about your little thing." ”

Xiao Feng carefully observed Jing Lao: "Eh, grandpa, who are you?" From childhood to adulthood, Xiao Feng's feelings towards Jing Lao were mysterious. He had asked Jing Lao about his identity many times, but he had prevaricated him.

When Jing Lao heard Xiao Feng's question, the smile on his face gradually retracted. The originally godless eyes suddenly burst into fine light, and after a little thought, he slowly stretched out his dry wood-like fingers, dipped them in tea, and drew a character on the table in the middle hall.

There was a "crunch", and the chair under Xiao Feng's ass screamed. Looking at Xiao Feng again, his face was full of shock and disbelief.

Jing Lao listened to the screams of the chair, and his flesh ached a little: "Ah Feng, light! Under your ass, it's an antique from the Qing Dynasty!"

When Xiao Feng heard this, he was stunned again, and blurted out, "Who's it?" Ji Yun, Ji Xiaolan?!" After speaking, he jumped up suddenly, looking up and down the chair.

Jing Lao smiled bitterly: "Can you not be surprised? Also, you kid is not allowed to hit this chair's idea." ”

Xiao Feng sneered and sat down again: "Grandpa, is this really the chair that Ji Xiaolan sat on?" I wiped it, I asked what this thing was for, and I almost let you go around." What you just said is true?"

"It's true, it's definitely Ji Xiaolan's thing, and it's still the one in his study. Elder Jing nodded seriously.

Xiao Feng hurriedly shook his head: "I'm not asking about chairs, it's this." After speaking, he pointed to the undried tea stains on the table.

Jing Lao nodded and said with a smile: "Well, otherwise, do you think you will be so coincidental and enter here? Even, whose you hooked up with, I also know this. ”

Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, and then raised his middle finger speechlessly: "You old guy who is disrespectful, I decided, I'll still call you old guy!"

"Haha, I also think this title is much more pleasant to the ear. Okay, let's not talk about anything else, take off your clothes, I'll see. Old Jing looked at Xiao Feng playfully.

"Huh, take off your clothes?" Xiao Feng instantly felt creepy, "Hey, I said, old fellow, are you okay?"

Jing Lao was stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "Bastard, you are good at this." After scolding, he hurriedly shook his head: "Calm and calm, grandma is a bear, how can you see this stinky boy, you can't hold the fire." ”

Xiao Feng grinned, stood up, and slowly took off his shirt. The sturdy upper body is covered with scars. Seeing these scars, I remembered what happened last night, and I couldn't help but sigh, Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng, how will you face Lin Lin in the future!

Jing Lao's gaze was like a knife, sweeping Xiao Feng's scars, and finally stopped in one place, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you been injured in England?"

Xiao Feng smiled bitterly: "Well, what's even more serious is that after the injury, I found that there was something wrong with my body, and my strength and agility were slowly decreasing. ”

Jing Lao's eyes froze, and he said in surprise: "Strength and agility have decreased?"

Xiao Feng nodded: "Well, I came to you just to ask, is there any way to solve it?"

Jing Lao looked at Xiao Feng and asked thoughtfully, "How did you get hurt?" Tell me what happened at that time. ”

Xiao Feng sighed and began to tell the story of his assassination in England. When he talked about the joint attack against him in the fifth and sixth places of Yingqing, Jing Lao frowned.

"Aside from strength and agility, what about the rest?" after a long time, Jing Lao raised his head and asked seriously.

This kind of expression, in Xiao Feng's impression, is rare. "It's gone. What's the matter, old fellow, incurable?"

Jing Lao's dry firewood hand trembled slightly under the table, but his face pretended to smile easily, and shook his head: "It's not a big deal, it may be that the injury is not healed." Wait a few days and take a look, it should be fine. ”

"Bang" The door opened outside, and a voice like a yellow warbler came: "Grandpa, I'm back." ”

When Xiao Feng heard this voice, he didn't care about asking anything more, and hurriedly stood up: "It's Belle who is back." With that, he walked outside.

Jing Lao looked at Xiao Feng's back, and his face became ugly: "Could it be that God is jealous of talents?

Xiao Feng stood in front of the door of the house, looking at the girl who walked in in the distance, and couldn't help but light up.

Delicate facial features, snow-like skin, long black hair, a casual long skirt, fresh and elegant, like a hibiscus out of the West Lake, can be viewed from a distance and can not be blasphemed.

At this time, Jing Bei'er also noticed Xiao Feng standing at the door, she was stunned at first, then her heart trembled, and she raised her head suddenly, her face full of disbelief: "Brother, it's you?!" The words fell, and the bag in his hand fell to the ground, and his eyes were red.

Xiao Feng smiled: "It's me, brother is back." Hehe, my Belle is getting more and more smart. After speaking, he opened his arms: "Come here, brother hug one."

Jing Bei'er's tears rolled down and threw herself into Xiao Feng's arms: "Brother......"

There is a faint fragrance emanating from Jing Belle's body. Xiao Feng snorted, a little relaxed. "Belle doesn't cry, okay? Hehe, as long as Belle doesn't cry, that brother will take you to buy marshmallows to eat. ”

In the past, every time Jing Bei'er cried her nose, Xiao Feng would take her to buy marshmallows, which was sure to be useful. Now that he saw Jing Bei'er crying, he came up with the old method again.

Jing Bei'er burst out laughing: "Hmph, brother, I'm not a child, this trick is useless to me." ”

Xiao Feng also smiled: "Oh, I forgot, I thought Belle was still the little girl who followed my ass and asked for marshmallows." ”

"You're a talent. Jing Bei'er wrinkled her nose and shouted disobediently.

"The lights are on at night, and there are many people coming and going in a hurry......" The mobile phone rang.

Xiao Feng let go of Jing Bei'er and pressed the answer button: "Hey, Lin Lin, what's wrong?"

"Brother Feng, I heard that you fainted, are you okay?" Lin Lin's somewhat anxious voice came from the earpiece.

Xiao Feng's heart warmed: "Don't worry, I'm fine." I'm not going back tonight, so you and Wu'er can eat. ”

Lin Lin's voice was a little low: "Oh, I see. By the way, Brother Feng, Sister Han Shuang has come and said that she has something to do with you. When you weren't there, she left, saying that she would come back to you sooner. ”

"Okay, I see. Well, hang up first. Xiao Feng hung up the phone, a little puzzled, why did Han Shuang come to him again? Is it because of today's rush?