Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"Which Fanghan?"

Feng Youwei blinked his eyes and asked.

Fang Xing was speechless, and then said: "As far as Fang is known, there are quite a few people with the surname Fang in Beijing, but Fang Han is the only one named Fang Han."

Feng Youwei was hit by a certain emotion at once, and his body staggered.

The Zhao family calmly went over to support him and said, "Uncle, please go in and serve tea."

Fang Xing said with a smile: "There will be more chances if there is no tea or not, but is Mr. Feng okay? If it's not appropriate, Fang knows some ambiguity."

This is a sort of ridicule, Feng Youwei understood.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Feng Lin walking in, and said, "Alin will go back to your room first."

Fang Xing slowly turned around, and Feng Lin was a little flustered and greeted him.

Her bun face disappeared a lot, and she looked at no beauty, but there was a scent that made people feel cordial.

The girl next door?

Fang Xing smiled slightly and said, "I'm a good girl."

This is recognition of Feng Lin!

Yang only felt that the breath in his chest became bigger, so he retched again.

Feng Xiang stared at Fang Xing blankly, feeling that the world was a little messy.

"Who is Fang Han?"

He asked subconsciously.

Feng Lin didn't hear Fang Xing's words before, so he thought it was potatoes that caused the trouble, and asked, "What's wrong with Fang Han?"

Fang Xing saw these reactions in his eyes, and said, "He's okay."

How could something happen to that kid? For his future, I, an old man, have to come and beg for him.

Feng Youwei sternly said: "Alin hurry in!"

After Feng Lin entered, Fang Xing said with a smile to Feng Youwei, "Presumably Mr. Feng and Dogzi have also met many times. You should also know what the boy’s temperament is. If you don’t give up, Fang will bring a bottle. Here comes the wine, let's have a drink together at noon?"

Most people ask for a matchmaker to come to their door.

But Fang Xing broke the rules and came to the door in person, and spreading it out would inevitably make life feel like a bully.

Feng Youwei and Zhao looked at each other, and they both thought of the kid who often came to the house to show their courtesy.

That Fang Han is Xing Hebo's eldest son?

Zhao thought of potatoes that were as easy-going as ordinary children, and then thought about his silly girl, he couldn't help but laugh.

But Feng Youwei hesitated.

Fang Xing knew what he was hesitating. This is a snake bitten, ten years afraid of well ropes.

After Chen Zhong, Feng Youwei respected the rich and powerful. Even the painting business began to choose customers, but all those who were connected with the honors were declined.

But now life has made a joke with him. The kid who used to be courteous to him, the kid who coveted his daughter, turned out to be Xinghebo's eldest son...

He looked at his bewildered son, and then at the kind of smile, like an ordinary Fang Xing like Lao Li who runs the grocery store next door, thinking that it must be in a dream now.

The idea of ​​Cinderella only exists in the hearts of older single youths under thirty. Men and women over this age know what reality is.

A top power came to the home of an ordinary person and said kindly that my son, my future heir, wanted to marry your daughter.

Is this world crazy?

Feng Youwei held back for a long time, and finally said: "Please come in for tea."

This time only Fang Xing and Feng Youwei entered, and it was the Zhao who made the tea, and the others were not qualified to mix in.

Feng Youwei pointed to the teacup cautiously and said: "Uncle, my small family, the tea is not good, please also Haihan."

Fang Xing picked up the teacup and saw that the Zhao family refused to leave. He smiled: "Fang has been in the army for many years.

Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and then went out. ,

Yang waited outside, and when his mother-in-law came out, he graciously took the tea tray and asked: "Mother, Xinghe uncle has spotted Alin?"

Zhao's heart was worried, and he said casually: "I have seen it correctly, otherwise there are so many good things to say."

Yang Shifei also ran to Feng Lin's boudoir. Seeing that she was actually sewing, he snatched it from her and shouted, "You have to marry someone and what kind of needlework!"

Feng Lin was taken aback, then the face of Tudou appeared in his mind and asked, "Who?"

Yang covered his mouth and smiled: "You!"

Feng Lin's face was pale, and he stood up and said, "Sister-in-law, who is it?"

Seeing her panic, Yang Shi smiled and said, "But for a big backing, Alin, you're going to enjoy the blessing."

Feng Lin's eye circles were red, and he rushed out without saying a word.

Yang's heart was so anxious that he hurriedly grabbed her and asked, "Why are you going?"

If Feng Lin went to disturb the atmosphere, Yang would definitely not have a good life.

So she concealed her fiery jealousy and hugged Feng Lin at once.

"I do not want!"

Feng Lin struggled. Yang was not her opponent, so he whispered: "It's Fang Han's father!"

Feng Lin was quiet at once, and the Yang hurried her to sit down, then panted and said, "That's Fang Han's father, Da Mingxing and Bo."

"Fang Han?"

Feng Lin was stunned.

I didn't hear a few people talking outside the door before, just curious that this guest had never seen it before.

"That kid's father is here."

Yang felt tight in his chest, but still said joyfully: "His father has come to beg you to be a daughter-in-law!"

Xinghebo’s daughter-in-law, future Mrs. Xinghebo...

The Yang family only felt that the depression was gradually dissipating, and her only idea now was to establish a relationship with her sister-in-law and repair the previous cracks.

As for the experience of being threatened by Tudou, Yang feels that as long as he operates well, he can become the two sides who do not know each other.

It's just that her eldest brother might not be able to come to Feng's house anymore, otherwise the Yang family would definitely be out of luck if that magnanimous person knew.

Feng Lin hit Xiafei's cheeks at once, then lowered his head.

Yang laughed and said, "I have to show Xinghe Bo to see it later. Let's change clothes."

Feng Lin shook his head and said, "No."

"Alin, Alin!"

At this time, Zhao came in, and nodded in satisfaction to Yang when he saw this, thinking that her sister-in-law was good, and then said, "Alin, come with my mother."

After arriving in the front hall, Feng Linfu saluted himself.

"I have seen... Xinghe Bo."

Fang Xing saw that although the girl was shy, but not lost, she was a little bit more satisfied, and smiled: "My stupid son still thinks that the family doesn't know about it, because I am afraid that my fierce father is not satisfied, and he will mess with mandarin ducks in the future. Ha ha ha ha!"

Feng Youwei was on the side to accompany him. The two had already exchanged preliminary views just now, and they were generally settled.

Therefore, he felt a lot more relaxed, and said, "Fang Han looks sincere, and works reliably."

This is the compliment of Tudou's future father-in-law, and Fang Xing of course has to pay it back.

"Alin is generous~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I have nothing good about this. I heard that Alin likes writing and painting, so I brought a set of four treasures of the study."

Uh!

Feng Youwei was a little surprised, but Zhao was a little panicked.

Although there is no such thing as "Women's ignorance is virtue", women's writing and painting are still non-mainstream, so Fang Xing's sending the four treasures of the study has many meanings.

"The Fang family doesn't have many rules, it's very comfortable."

Fang Xing took out a complete set of four treasures of the study. When he saw that box of brushes, Feng Youwei couldn't help but his eyes lit up and asked, "But from the palace?"

Fang Xing nodded, Feng Youwei couldn't help sighing: "It's a waste to give Alin."

This one can be considered an idiot!

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Next time I will let Fang Han get some."

These words shortened the distance between each other, and the Zhao family was also less panicked.

"This is……"

When I saw that inkstone, even the Zhao family who couldn't understand the writing and ink was stunned.

"Picture of Shanghe River on Qingming Festival?"

There are countless sceneries carved on the quaint inkstone platform. After a closer look, Feng Youwei, who knows nothing more about painting and calligraphy, can't help being stunned.

He had seen a copy of Shanghe Tu during the Qingming Festival, and he was shocked by the heavens, and thought that his family would never be better.

But now there was a picture of Shanghe on the Qingming Festival on an inkstone platform. Although it was only a part of it, the exquisite carving made him want to figure out where to go.

Fang Xing was observing Feng Lin, and seeing that she was not paying attention to this, she said, "It's just for A Lin to play."

What a luxury!

No, Feng Youwei thinks that this is not extravagance, but elegance.

Such a subtle and fascinating inkstone that can be carved is almost a priceless treasure!

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