Sister, you miss me

Yang Feng pondered slightly, and a shadow gradually became clear in his mind. It was Junko Liu Sheng, a tender girl in the neon country, a tea ceremony national player, and her father and younger brother died because of themselves.

But Junko Liu was well-versed in the book, and she was independent but not blindly following. She knew very well that her father’s death had nothing to do with Yang Feng, and her younger brother was a reckless man. In order to get revenge, she even ignored the life and death of her sister, so she fell down the cliff. It is entirely self-blame.

In the Hanging Temple in the hinterland of Mount Everest, during those three years, Yang Feng had not healed from physical and mental pain. It was Junko Liu Sheng who took care of herself like a wife.

I wonder how she is now?What are you up to?

Yang Feng smiled and shook his head: "In Buddhist words, everything is predestined."

Mingguang smiled and nodded.

Yang Feng continued: "I made a mistake, so I called Mingguang's mentor to master, but I am a monk."

"Monk?"

When everyone heard this bizarre name, they couldn't help but laughed.

Yang Feng said: "So, in the study of Buddhism, I am a master of the seven orifices, and I can't use light kung fu, but the theory of Buddhism is absolutely top-notch."

Feng Yuxin sighed lightly: "Xiaofeng, your experience is so rich." After all, she looked at Mingguang and said, "Master Mingguang, you are now a celebrity in my southern province of Shun!"

Ming Guang said politely: "If it weren't for my brother, I'm still in the ancient temples in the deep mountains with the ancient blue lantern scroll, practicing hard day and night, and never thought of entering the world. Now that I am coming, entering the world is also a practice."

Yang Feng held Mingguang's shoulders and smiled, "Marriage and childbirth is also a kind of practice, or the brother will arrange for you."

"No, don't..." Mingguang blushed unexpectedly, and everyone was amused.

The topic of Master Mingguang is temporarily over.

Although Gao Xiaoyu is over half a hundred years old, his charm still exists. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that the spoiled personality of the past has never changed.

This is the so-called "Easy to change" nature and hard to change!

Seeing Qin Zhong leading a charming and charming woman named Cui Haoyue, she felt uncomfortable. At this moment, seeing the bunch of beautiful girls around Yang Feng made her feel even more uncomfortable.

When I think that my daughter, Zhang Zetian, is also infatuated with this kid, just like me back then, my wife is very uncomfortable.

Therefore, Gao Xiaoyu wanted to do something, even to stimulate the kid Yang Feng.

Gao Xiaoyu frowned, thinking about it.Her gaze swept around and found that there were too many girls who were unclear with Yang Feng.

Hao Li and Nie Qing both gave birth to their sons.

There are also Wang Bingqian, Ali Ya, Qiao Xuan, He Lingxin, and Xiong Wei.

Qin Xue has no blood relationship with Yang Feng, so fools can see what he means to this brother.

My baby daughter hasn't counted it yet.

I didn't know, I was shocked, I didn't count my daughter, I almost couldn't count with both hands.

And Gao Xiaoyu can be certain that this is by no means all.

A dragon gives birth to a dragon and a phoenix, and the son of a mouse will make holes. There really is a kind of old man!Gao Xiaoyu gritted her teeth secretly, then smiled and said: "Xiao Feng, many of the girls you brought, the aunts are very good-looking, you can introduce them, and it seems that they haven't called anyone."

"Uh..." Yang Feng's expression was a little unnatural.

Wang Bingqian was very calm.Aliya's face was faint.Qiao Xuan bit her lip.

"Xiaoyu!" Zhang Yaohui shook his head.

Unfortunately, Gao Xiaoyu didn't realize it, just looking at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng has actually been considering this issue.But I also felt that this aunt Gao was doing things.

Yang Feng himself is inconvenient to introduce a group of girls, it is always difficult to accept: XX is a child and his mother, XX is a wife, XX is a girlfriend.

It’s also not good for girls to introduce themselves. Girls can’t claim to be Yang Feng’s girlfriends, nor can they call Qin Zhong "Dad" one by one!

Therefore, Yang Feng had a countermeasure and was waiting for some people to make trouble.

As for that moment of astonishment, it was to let him see the fact that someone deliberately caused something, now it seems that it is definitely.

Gao Xiaoyu’s character Yang Feng has been taught, and now I want to come, the old man was afraid that he was also tossed and entangled.

Yang Feng took a deep look at Zhang Yaohui, still sympathizing with the gentle and gentle Uncle Zhang.

"Son, come here."

Yang Feng beckoned, Yang Buji reluctantly got out of Wang Bingqian's arms, and that kid's hand was actually taken out of Wang Bingqian's clothes.

Although only Yang Feng saw it, Wang Bingqian blushed.

Yang Buji is frank and open, without any awareness of doing wrong.

Yang Feng's eyes suddenly burst into flames, this kid, just how old, is robbing women from Laozi?

"Daddy, what's the matter?"

Seeing his son's innocent eyes, Yang Feng immediately understood that he was thinking too much, what does the kid know!

So, he whispered to his son for a while, only to say the name and job of each girl again, and then asked Yang Buji to call someone.

Yang Buji was very well-behaved, calling Hao Li "Mom", Nie Qing "Little Mom", and all the others called "Auntie".

What else is Gao Xiaoyu talking about, Zhang Yaohui said: "It's not early, so let's do it today. Tomorrow is Shaotang's big day. It will be very busy and tired. Let the family go back to rest earlier. "

Of course Gao Xiaoyu knew her husband's intentions, so she smiled: "Okay, let them go back first, let's sit for a while."

"You are the godmother of Shaotang, you won't be able to relax tomorrow!"

Gao Xiaoyu glared at her husband and walked away angrily.

Immediately afterwards, several elders left.

How can He Shaotang and Jiang Zengyue feel drowsy, a group of young people plan to make a noise inside and outside the villa all night.

Even Hao Li and Nie Qing came out to make a fuss after putting their children to sleep.

Then Zhu Rongrong came to Hao Li and shouted "Teacher".

Hao Li smiled, knowing that this kid was not at ease, "What are you doing?"

"How did you get together with my brother? Even the kids are about to go to elementary school. Your confidential work is really good."

When Zhu Rongrong spoke, although he lowered his voice, he made no secret of his wretched look.

Hao Li sighed if she hadn't seen it, "It's all fate!"

"Oh, why did you say that."

"When Xiaofeng went to school, I thought this kid was pretty good and could have a great future, but I never thought about the intersection between the two."

"and then?"

"Then it's the cliché plot of a stranger in a foreign country."

Zhu Rongrong's eyes gleamed, his body trembled, and his clenched fists gathered together, "In that foreign country, a month of black and windy night, and a rainy night, two lonely souls collided like firewood. The spark of love, and then I didn’t expect to get a secret knot..."

"Fuck you!" Hao Li scolded Zhu Rongrong with a smile, "It's a pity that your kid is not a screenwriter."

"Hey." Zhu Rongrong asked again, "After that, I call your teacher, or my sister-in-law?"

"casual!"

...

The spring night is short.

This late spring, this joyful night, is really short.

A group of brothers smoked, drank, chatted and hit farts, and a group of girls had a lot of fun and had fun.

When it was dark, people from the wedding company came to pick up the bride and went to the photo studio to make-up. He Shaotang also went home and was ready to go.

Someone prepared breakfast. After Yang Feng and others had eaten it, they also washed each other. About half an hour later, He Shaotang went and returned, and everyone went to Jiang Bengyue's hometown to pick up the bride.

This is the only request of Jiang Zengyue's mother, Geng Xiuying.

Although He Jianglong and Feng Yuxin were respectful of their status, they were always approachable. Of course, they understood Geng Xiuying's feelings and did not hinder them in the slightest.

At eight o'clock in the morning, He Shaotang's welcoming team came over, a new energy sports car of Yishui, of course, there are also Coster minibus, using hybrid power.

Yang Feng's gang all got in the car and went to pick up their relatives.

Li Qiang's Hummer can only act as a camera car.

Today is a good day, and God is beautiful.There are only a few white clouds like cotton wool in the blue sky. The sky is very pure and the sun is very bright.

An hour later, the convoy walked onto the county road, and after another half an hour, the road became a single lane.

Finally, everyone saw a memorial arch, which was built with iron racks and the words "Welcome to Dawang Village" on it.

Due to wind, sun and rain, the archway was rusty and crumbling.

Under the archway stood an old man with gray hair. He was dressed in a white tunic suit with a cloth belt tied around his waist and a dry pipe was inserted diagonally.

The old man was full of people on both sides, and it seemed that he was still eating. Men, women and children, all holding their rice bowls, watched the western scene.

"Li Qiang, you get cigarettes and I get sugar, let's go down together."

Yang Feng shouted on the intercom.

"Understood Brother Feng."

Two young men in suits and leather shoes came to the old man, Yang Feng stretched out his right hand: "Uncle, what do you call it?"

"I am Niu Wen, the party secretary of Dawang Village."

"Oh, it turned out to be the old party secretary, disrespectful and disrespectful." Yang Feng cast a look at Li Qiang, "What are you still doing?"

Li Qiang immediately took out a cigarette, Soft China, and offered it with both hands.

"This one……"

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Old Party Secretary, you are very energetic! Today is the happy day of Xiaoyue in your village. You must laugh at this. I think you must have played a pivotal role in Xiaoyue's growth."

Who doesn't like to listen to good things?

Niu Wenyi heard it and waved his hands again and again: "Xiaoyue is a good boy, and their mothers depend on each other, my village party secretary can't help enough!"

"Helping people is sometimes material, sometimes spiritual, for example, a little respect, a little encouragement, it is also help."

"Good point!" Niu Wen finally accepted a piece of China with a smile, and then said tremblingly: "Xiaoyue is great, we have finally flew out a golden phoenix in Dawang Village for so many years!"

Li Qiang stepped past the old party secretary and said loudly: "Old and young men, today is Xiaoyue's happy day. You all watched her or grew up with her. Today, Pu Village is celebrating."

After all, disassemble the soft China into strips, and open the packs of Xu Fuji and Alps.

In a blink of an eye, he was robbed.

Only a piece of cigarette paper candy paper plastic bag is left.

Lutong was over, and the convoy came to the door of Jiang Jiyue's dilapidated home.

This family hasn't lived in for a long time, only because Jiang Zengyue got married, her mother Geng Xiuying came back to clean up.

No one is familiar with shouting the door, pushing the door, and squeezing the door, and they came to the main room unobstructed.

On the Eight Immortals table in the middle of the hall was a portrait of a man.