Legend of the Asura

Both Yang Xiruo and Duanmu Yiren were nervous, because they were about to face two people who stood at the apex of China's power. And aside from this identity, their other identity couldn't make them feel nervous... Feng Xiao's biological parents! Their hearts and lives were already firmly bound to Feng Xiao's body, what they experienced at this moment was undoubtedly the feeling of a daughter-in-law seeing her parents-in-law.

But Chu Yingying was actually more nervous than them. This kind of nervousness hadn't appeared in her heart for many years. Because Xiao Tian told her very seriously on the road that the girls around Feng Xiao are his most important people, and if he wants to get his recognition for this mother-child relationship, perhaps he must first get the recognition of the girls around him. But...Unexpectedly, besides Fengyao, she also saw three other girls, and they were so beautiful that she couldn't help but marvel.

"Auntie, can I call you that?" Fengyao walked up to meet her lightly, bowed slightly in front of her, her calm smile, the nobility and elegance she released inadvertently made Chu Yingying feel the first moment Deeply impressed, secretly praised. It is not an exaggeration to call this woman a "celestial woman".

"Of course." Chu Yingying smiled softly, looking her up and down, the more she looked at her, the more amazed she became.

"Sister Yao'er!" Baby shook his little hand happily, and greeted several sisters: "Sister Ruoruo, and, ah..."

The sweet smile on the baby's face was completely frozen, and her hands stopped in the air, because she actually saw... Shui Rourou.

Fengyao's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly pulled the three girls over, "Auntie, these are my three sisters, this is sister Xiruo, you have seen them before, this is my sister Yiren, and sister Rourou."

"Hello, Auntie! We met again. I didn't expect you to be Brother Feng's mother. The fate is really wonderful." Yang Xiruo said gracefully.

"Hello, Auntie, you can call me Yiren."

"Ah... Hello, Auntie, my name is Shui Rourou." Shui Rourou bowed timidly, and kept looking outside the door, looking for the figure of the young master.

Chu Yingying had been sizing them up all the time, and she vaguely guessed something from their slightly nervous expressions. Could it be that these few girls who can shock ordinary people into heaven are all...

Although there is a gap in age, the communication between women has never been obstructed. When Long Wei walked over evenly, they had eliminated all tension and unfamiliarity in a short period of time, and they were talking warmly. What. Chu Yingying's communication skills are so amazing, even Shui Rourou, who was always nervous, stood beside her blushing, calling her aunt affectionately. This scene made Long Wei smile involuntarily. At this time, she was exuding the air of a graceful and luxurious lady. Who would have thought that she was actually a Rakshasa girl who used to kill people like hemp. Family affection is always her biggest weakness.

"Yang girl, you really live here, no wonder Ximen's family, even I can't find your whereabouts." Long Wei said to Yang Xiruo with a smile, his eyes shifted to Duanmu Yiren, his expression was concentrating, puzzled asked, "Are you?"

"Hello Chief Long, my name is Duanmuyiren." Duanmuyiren replied nervously.

Long Wei frowned: "I thought you were just the same in appearance, but it turns out that you are really the missing eldest daughter of the Duanmu family. Why did you appear here?"

Duanmuyi's heart beat faster, but soon, she raised her head and bravely met his gaze: "Because I am no longer a Duanmuyi from the Duanmu family, I just want to stay here and stay with the one I like forever. around people."

Long Wei was silent, and then he chuckled: "Forget it, I'm just a father visiting my son today. When I was the chief, I would forget everything I saw as a father."

Duanmu Yiren secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Chief Long...Uncle Long."

Long Wei smiled and nodded, but his heart was full of turmoil. My understanding of him still seems to be only superficial. What you see may be just the tip of the iceberg. However, the corners of his mouth quickly curled up. Isn't the strength of his son the greatest pride of his father!

Feng Xiao pulled Chen Bing'er and walked over quietly. The footsteps were inaudible, but Chu Yingying immediately came back to her senses, her eyes fixed on him, because she was very sure that it was her son's footsteps. Just like a mother who just had a baby, every slight whisper of the baby can wake her up from her sleep. This is not something inexplicable and incredible, just because the mother's heart, the mother's soul is tightly tied to the child all the time.

"Let's eat first, I'm hungry." Feng Xiao smiled unnaturally, and subconsciously avoided that warm gaze that made his heart tremble. Until now, he still doesn't know how to integrate into this sudden family affection.

Chu Yingying nodded quickly: "Yes! Eat first, eat first!" She gently put down the baby's body and hurried out of the room. Xiao Tian was startled, and quickly followed to help.

"Brother." The baby walked up to Feng Xiao, grabbed his hand and shook it: "Why did you suddenly leave this morning? Mom thought you didn't want to go back to our home, and you cried so much, and you cried all day. Calling your name."

Feng Xiao's heart warmed up, but there was an inexplicable trace of strange sourness in his eyes, he stroked the baby's soft hair, smiled and remained silent.

Soon, Chu Yingying and Xiao Tian walked in with various lunch boxes from the car. The faint aroma of vegetables filled the living room.

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There was a different kind of warm atmosphere on the dining table, Feng Xiao's silence, Long Wei's light smile without saying a word, Xiao Tian's eating with his head down, Chen Bing'er's indifference like ice, Feng Yao's light smile, the girls' elegant and restrained, It is interspersed with the baby's laughter from time to time. Wherever she is, there always seems to be joy.

"How many drinks?" Long Wei took out a bottle of Jungong Moutai, looked at Feng Xiao and Xiao Tian and said. The bottle of wine in his hand is exactly the same as what Feng Xiao drank at Xiao Ying's house before.

Xiao Tian's expression immediately became weird, even if he was an idiot, he should fully understand that Feng Xiao never mentioned drinking in front of him, and even shirked that he didn't know how to drink, but his drinking capacity was absolutely terrifying. Don't know how he did it.

"Not yet." Feng Xiao shook his head.

Long Wei nodded, and put down the wine bottle in his hand, without any reluctance.

"You father and son really have a temperament. They are the kind of people who can drink as much as possible." Chu Yingying looked at Feng Xiao softly, and she had already put a piece of fish meat that had been picked out into Feng Xiao's plate. : "Xiao'er, eat more, come and taste how the fish is cooked."

The plate in front of Feng Xiao's eyes was already full of dishes. Feng Yao looked at her brother with a smile. Today she didn't serve him tenderly as usual, because she knew that the main theme of this meal was to connect the family that had been lost for 21 years. And the full plate of food in front of my brother was piled up bit by bit by the warm maternal love.

Feng Xiao nodded, raised his chopsticks, and when he picked up the white and smooth piece of fish, he clearly caught the obvious nervousness on her face. At that moment, he understood something, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

This is... Mom's cooking... Mom's cooking...

In my childhood, I yearned for my mother countless times, grabbed my adoptive father countless times and cried out where my mother was... countless times I wanted to eat the dishes my mother cooked. Because my peers told me that the dishes my mother cooks are the best in the world.

The fish is not in the mouth, and the fish and the warm feeling are in the mouth. Unknowingly, the corners of his eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, but it was immediately dispersed by him with the power of chaos.

"It's delicious, really delicious." He looked at Chu Yingying and said seriously.

Chu Yingying felt relieved, and smiled from the bottom of her heart: "If it tastes good, eat more, there are many more here."

"Hmm... I really hope that I can eat it every day." I couldn't help but blurted out this sentence. Because that smell made him sink and make him nostalgic.

"ah……"

An inexplicable sense of happiness struck, Chu Yingying was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously, and said somewhat at a loss: "As long as Xiao'er is willing, mother will make it for Xiao'er every day... and send a copy here."

Before Feng Xiao could answer, the baby's small pink mouth was already pouting: "Mom is so eccentric! Mom usually doesn't make it for the baby, it takes a long time for the baby to eat it once, and she also said to have balanced nutrition."

Chu Yingying secretly glanced at Feng Xiao's reaction, touched the baby's head and said, "Be good, baby, you are still a growing child, different from your brother."

The baby smiled: "Hee hee, I'm not angry. Mom should be kind to brother."

Yang Xiruo and Duanmu Yiren looked at each other, and they both saw sourness and sympathy in each other's eyes. Their fates are so similar, their mothers are the most important relatives in their lives, but they left them prematurely. From Chu Yingying, they seemed to see the warmth and affection from their mother.

Feng Yao has been looking at Feng Xiao quietly, the smile on her mouth has never disappeared. She is a girl, yearning for family affection all the time in her heart. Now that he has found his parents, she is happier than anyone else. And she believed that even if he had a complete family, he would never leave her, never.

The time pointed to eight o'clock in the evening, and night fell quietly. But the atmosphere at the dinner table remained unchanged, and there was no end to it. They seemed to want to immerse themselves in this atmosphere and couldn't bear to leave. Long Wei, who had been silent all this time, stood up, looked at Feng Xiao and said, "Xiao'er, come with me, we father and son have a heart-to-heart talk." Then he walked towards the balcony. Feng Xiao was not surprised, and quickly got up to follow behind. Looking at his handsome and steady back, he thought of his adoptive father inexplicably.

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