The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 1233 Chapter 1233: Prepare for War, Recuperate (12)

Feng Zhen's humorous jokes made his son from home cold.

"Father said carefully, she is still young, what she knows."

Fengzhen muttered, "It's as if you know it well, should you-take your father to open your eyes?"

My son has already had a dream release, and it is not harmful to know something in advance.

The boy has a dream leak, which means that he has the ability to succeed.

Joking is fun, Feng Zhen knows that his son is weak from an early age, and he really wants to marry and inherit his son-in-law.

Feng Yi said, "Father--"

Feng Zhen returned, "What?"

"At the end of a quarter of an hour, the child will retreat first, and the rest will be discussed in detail before returning to his home."

After all, Feng Yi got up and left, leaving Feng Zhen's chic and indifferent back.

Fengzhen: "..."

(╯ ‵ □ ′) ╯︵┻━┻

This is definitely not the son of labor and management!

Feng Yi returned to the classroom lightly, her expression still calm, she could see the future glory.

He walked all the way through the promenade. The dwarf pine planted in the academy was covered with a layer of white snow. Several figures in blue and white school uniforms were sitting or leaning on the rockery, benches, long tables, and holding a bamboo slip or bamboo paper. The cut book, the crisp reading sound drifted into the auricle—

Every time I see such a situation, Feng Yi's mood jumps a bit, as if her body is lighter.

He pushed open the paper door of the classroom, bent over, put on clean socks and clogs, and walked to his seat.

Not long after sitting, a figure sneaked into this classroom.

"What's wrong with Uncle Feng?"

Changsheng covered his face with a long textbook in one hand and sat upright on the surface, whispering to Fengyi in private.

"The good thing between father and aunt Xiu is near." Feng Yi replied.

Changsheng murmured and asked, "Good things are coming?"

Feng Yi said, "When they get married, Aunt Xiu will be the mother, and I will call her mother."

Changsheng is about half a round smaller than Fengyi.

No matter how clever she is, she cannot understand many things thoroughly.

"But, isn't she your mother-is this another mother?"

Feng Yi said, "Yeah, but father is more important."

Changsheng blinked, and his eyes were full of puzzles.

Feng Yi said, "My mother has been away for many years, and my father is not too old. When I get married with a weak crown, will it be hard to leave my father alone at home? While he is still young, find a close person to accompany him, so as not to lose his life Take care of your children. No matter how caring your children are, there is always another family to take care of them. It is not as considerate as your wife to take care of them. When my father settles down, I can do it.

Longevity was confused.

Obviously I already have a mother, but I have to find another strange woman to be my mother.

She imagined--

If her father brought a strange woman as her mother, she would be very sad.

Feng Yi saw her mind, "The person who will accompany me for a long time in the future will not be my father, and the person who will accompany my father will not be me."

Longevity has a bitter face, and the baby's fat snow skin is a bit flushed.

Feng Yi couldn't help but poke, the fat face suddenly recessed into a small piece.

He said, "I'll understand when you grow up."

Changsheng was distressed, "Well, I don't want to understand, it's good that Fengyi's elder brother understands for Changsheng."

Feng Yi said, "Well."

After school on time, Feng Yi first returned Changsheng, Sun Lan, and **** Jinghui to their respective residences.

Fortunately, the houses are very close to each other, and the farthest is only one street. He returned home before sunset.

After returning home, Feng Yi called the housekeeper to discuss his father's marriage.

but--

"These days, I don't seem to see any intersection between the two of them, why my father suddenly—"

The steward smoked his face, he didn't know if he should tell his own little Langjun something about the adult world.

Fengyi looked at the clues and asked, "Can something happen?"

The steward said, "The first two days, Lanting Gong gave the fruit wine newly buried the year before. The master had been interested in that lady for a long time, so he invited this lady to invite Mrs. Wan to come and enjoy the snow. The original intention was to get closer and talk about family. Unexpectedly ... the wine is not like ordinary rice wine or sake, it is strong and spicy, and the stamina is great. The master arrogantly drank a thousand glasses without drunk, there was no temperance at all, and he accidentally drank more-

Ordinary sake or rice wine, even a small amount of wine can achieve a thousand glasses without getting drunk.

When it comes to wine, the degree is only a little higher than boiling water.

Even a woman who never drinks can drink a pot or two.

Two big-hearted people thought it was an ordinary wine--

The moonlight was bright and the snow scene was ugly, and the two were drunk, and there was only a layer of window paper between them-

Pushed the boat down the water and rolled together.

Although there were some surprises, there was no such thing as a war era. The two were unmarried men and women, and it was normal to drive a car.

Wan Xiu'er wanted to hide it, but Feng Zhen took the opportunity to mention his marriage.

The former is a widowed woman, her relatives and elders are not around, and her marriage can be her own.

Feng Zhen has a son who is about to grow up. If he remarries, he must seek the advice of Feng Yi.

After Feng Yi heard it, her face sank for two minutes.

"absurd!"

He entered the boudoir of the opposite **** before he was married, and he did such things that harmed the reputation of others. His father was really muddled!

The housekeeper was silent, as if he had not heard Feng Yi's anger ridiculous to his father.

The son said nothing about the father, even if Feng Zhen did not do well, in the current atmosphere, Feng Yi should not belittle him so much.

After calming down, Fengyi asked the housekeeper to take the account of Fengzhen Private Treasury and the public account.

Marry someone back as soon as possible, otherwise it would be bad.

The steward is not worried about this--

"Where's Xiao Langjun, who was only after a couple of years of marriage--"

Feng Zhen's congenital weakness affected Feng Yi.

Not to mention Feng Zhen had been eating cold food for a while. Although he had given up for several years, he still had some influence.

Into the soul?

nonexistent!

I heard that Mrs. Wan also had some problems with her bones. The two men were killed, and the chances were not great.

Feng Yi said, "Is there a guarantee?"

Knowing Father Mo Ruozi, according to Feng Zhen's temperament, he finally managed to open up, maybe he would do the absurd thing of a night stay.

No one time, more than a few times to be unsure, and hit.

The steward was speechless.

Xiao Langjun also makes sense!

Jinlin College's annual vacation is about to begin, and Fengyi has a lot of time to prepare his father and stepmother's marriage every day.

He was so busy with his feet that he made the two parties useless.

Wan Xiu'er was not as cheeky as Feng Zhen, but was a little embarrassed.

Feng Zhendao, "Don't worry too much-let him practice his hands now, and it will be convenient to marry Feng Huaiyu's daughter in the future, so I won't worry about him."

Wan Xiu'er: "..."

When the son did not strangle this Lao Tzu, it is absolutely biological!

_ (: з ”∠) _ Feng Zhen and Wan Xiu'er's son is a big guy who has been called by a lot of people, he is two years older than Jiang Yan. When did he come out, the cricket frog porridge was going to be cooked.

(End of this chapter)