I think it's a reasonable thing to do.

After all, the former Linlang's father was close to these two old men.

The corners of Nan Chengyu's mouth were almost undetectable.

He glanced at the two old men gratefully, although he ......

He was still wary and skeptical of these two old men's unexplained concern.

But......

There's no denying it.

What the old man says and does now is the most direct and effective way to protect him and Linlang.

Yes, he was grateful.

Old Man Si Mo's words, the captain and the second grandfather were a little surprised, but they did not object.

Seeing this, Nan Chengyu probably knew the status of this old man Simo.

He directly handed the key to the warehouse to Feng Mingye.

"Third brother, open the door for me."

The lock on the door of the barn was still a bit high for him, and there were so many people here, so he didn't have to tire himself.

The barn was empty except for a kang.

Except for a few camphor wood boxes containing Zhou Peiya's clothes that he moved in, there was nothing else.

And the main house of the room on the north side.

A kang and a bamboo bed, two kang cabinets, a chest of drawers, a table, a few chairs, and a long shelf with partitions, the emptiness is clear at a glance.

The only thing left is the room where Linlang is resting now, and with the old man Simo speaking, everyone didn't mention that they wanted to go to the north house to have a look.

But just when everyone wanted to leave, Feng Mingye suddenly paused: "Dad, I remember ......"

Feng Mingye pointed to the top of the chest of drawers, his eyes puzzled.

Nan Chengyu's inky eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth curled, and a glimmer flashed in his drooping eyelashes.

In the next moment, I heard the young man's slightly puzzled voice.

"There seem to be a few bottles over there, so what's ......?"

But for a moment I couldn't remember what it was called.

Feng Ming'an's little pot friend turned around and tilted his head.

"Perfume, and the water for the third aunt to wipe her face. I saw some alabaster clam oil on the shelves yesterday and those little boxes are now gone. ”

Feng Ming'an's little pot friend was serious, and then muttered quietly.

"Is there one less piece of clothing hanging on the rope over there? I remember a brown tweed coat! ”

Nam Chengyu: "......"

A smile faded into his delicate little face.

These two brothers, it's really ......

Well done!

Among the people present, the first person whose complexion changed drastically was the captain......

The face was as gloomy as ink in an instant.

Why not?

Of course he does.

Not long ago, Feng Xiaogu's actions of being a thief, he could see it clearly.

Partial birth, Feng Ming'an's little pen friend didn't seem to realize that something was wrong with his own father, and muttered quietly there.

"Just now, I seem to have seen my sister-in-law, oh, sister-in-law......" He touched his head, his head turned around, and suddenly he seemed to see something: "Sister-in-law, why is my sister-in-law standing there?" ”

Feng Ming'an's little pot friend's puzzled voice attracted everyone's attention, and they couldn't help but turn their eyes away.

Nan Chengyu couldn't help but smile in his heart and stood in an inconspicuous corner to watch the play.

At this time, Aunt Feng was holding the tweed coat in her hand, whether she took it or put it......

The target of the tweed coat is too big, and even if Aunt Feng likes it, it is impossible to forcibly occupy it in front of so many people.

She had to say that it was blown away by the wind, and she was trying to help pick it up.

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