This battle ......

Nan Chengyu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Feng Ming'an, who is fifteen years old, has also reached a height of 1.7 meters, slightly shorter than Nan Chengyu, but he is also a sunny and cheerful beautiful boy.

He got off the ground and laughed before he spoke.

"Chengyu brother, let's let it go first, they have something to talk to Brother Dashan."

Nam Chengyu is looking for someone to ask what the situation is!

As for the mountains......

He glanced at the Huzi Stone that had already rolled up his sleeves and pounced directly on the Mingbei people, he still begged for more blessings!

Linlang couldn't sleep at this time.

She raised her little head, looked at the little fat man in front of her, bent her eyebrows, touched a dried sweet potato and handed it to him: "Give you ...... to eat"

The little fat man likes to eat dried sweet potatoes the most!

Feng Ming'an saw what Linlang took out, and instantly laughed a little silly.

"Sister Linlang is so nice."

Saying that, Feng Ming'an directly threw the dried sweet potato into his mouth and chewed it.

This morning, they thought they had set off early enough, but when they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they could only see Nan Chengyu and Dashan and their butts.

What can they do?

Chasing, of course!

Feng Ming'an ran by himself at first, but when he ran, he changed it to walking, and later it became Feng Mingbei carrying him......

Linlang saw that the little fat man with a sweet mouth had turned into a little thin man, pursed his red little mouth, reached into the pocket of his little brother's coat and took it out, and when he took out his little hand, he also grabbed a handful of dried sweet potatoes inside, and then ......

The big wet eyes were shining, and he glanced at Feng Ming'an.

Nan Chengyu couldn't cry or laugh.

Feng Ming'an grinned at the corner of his mouth, smiled even more stupidly, and looked at Linlang and praised: "Sister Linlang has only been seen for half a month, why do you seem to be beautiful again?" ”

Linlang's little ears moved, and she turned her head to Nan Chengyu.

Seeing that the little brother nodded very seriously, and agreed with what the little fat man said, Linlang's little mouth turned up, and she directly stuffed all the dried sweet potatoes in her little hands to him......

Feng Ming'an, who successfully harvested a handful of dried sweet potatoes, almost couldn't hold back the expression on his face.

Sister Linlang is so cute!

Nan Chengyu patted Linlang's little head and glanced at the group of people who had been directly and unceremoniously scuffling together: "What the hell is going on?" Wasn't it okay when I left? ”

Speaking of this, Feng Ming'an's face instantly became serious.

Began to tell little by little what he knew.

On the second day after Nan Chengyu left Fengjia Village with Linlang, the clan elders didn't know why there was a big quarrel, and the old man Si Mo was carried back to his home by the second grandfather that day, and the news came the next day that the old man Si Mo went.

The people in the village were still a little confused.

Who is kidding this!

However, the first few people in the village who ran there saw with their own eyes that they were no longer breathing, so they couldn't be fake.

And—

When all the villagers did not come to their senses, the second grandfather and Dashan drove directly and sent Old Man Simo into the mountain......

In the end, the only one who returned to the village was the mountains.

The village has lost these two clan elders, how can the villagers not be in a hurry?

But they didn't have anything but to be in a hurry.

After listening to Feng Ming'an's words, Nan Chengyu subconsciously asked, "Then who are you?" ”

The expression on Feng Ming'an's face was a little sad: "Grandpa Mo taught us a lot, we just want to kowtow......"

"Shit!

Don't be delusional, I can't take you to find the second grandfather, when I was angry with Grandpa Mo, why didn't I think that the second grandfather could help the village sell grain to make money, now that I think about it, it's too late! I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Five-Zero Cute Wife: The King of Soldiers, It's Too Sullen!" ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~