Wen Jianning really couldn't do anything about him, so he had to hand it over to him.

In the empty living room, the two hugged each other and danced slowly. The distance between the limbs is too close, and the person's body temperature naturally rises slowly, coupled with Feng Yi has been looking at her with a smile, so Wen Jianning has to find a way to find a topic to divert his attention: "Your dancing is much better now than when we first met back then." ”

She couldn't help but think of the time when they passed by, when Feng Ling was still worried about this unsociable brother, and invited her to dance for him, who knew that they would be like this later.

At the mention of Feng Ling, Feng Yi naturally remembered some of the words she said before leaving Kunming last time, shook her head and said: "My sister went abroad with my father when she was very young, although our relationship is not too bad, but many times we can't understand each other's thoughts. You've seen her before she got married, and she wasn't what she is now. ”

Wen Jianning explained softly: "Sister Feng Ling is not a bad person. ”

He bowed slightly, but still urged: "But at least in our story, she is like a villain who beats mandarin ducks." ”

Wen Jianning sighed: "Although I don't think Sister Feng Ling is a bad person, I don't want her to become a prophet in some love, so I only want her to be a villain like this." ”

Feng Yi understood what she meant, and held her hand tightly, which was a silent response.

As she happened to mention the unfulfilled offer, he immediately demanded that it be honored immediately, so the waltz of the gramophone in the corner stopped for a long time. After a short period of warmth, the two began their respective works as usual.

On the velvet sofa in the living room, the two of them occupied one side, Wen Jianning revised the manuscript here, Feng Yi read his obscure and difficult writings on the other end, and the only thing left in the huge living room was the sound of them turning the pages and breathing with each other. An aunt who helped the Feng family with household chores asked the maid to bring them some black tea and snacks, and occasionally when they were tired from reading, they would stop and talk a few words.

Father Feng came out of the study halfway, looked downstairs, and saw a young couple reading a book in the living room.

His first reaction was ridiculous, and he felt that he couldn't understand the young people nowadays more and more. However, he still stood upstairs and watched for a long time, then shook his head and turned around and turned back to the study alone.

It wasn't until late at night that the two went upstairs together.

The room prepared by the Feng family for her was on the second floor, and the two said good night, and then she closed the door and fell asleep.

Wen Jianning recognized the bed a little, he didn't sleep well that night, and woke up early the next day.

After breakfast, Father Feng probably knew that he was not the opponent of the old and the young, so he went out under the pretext of having something to do. Wen Jianning followed Feng Yi to the second uncle's study and talked to the old man.

Since the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, a large number of industries of the Feng family have shifted to the rear, Hong Kong and even abroad, and most of the family members have gone abroad to escape the war.

The second uncle, Feng Yong, is also one of those diehards. However, due to the bombing of the library building in Shanghai by Japanese planes, he fell seriously ill and had to go to a hospital in Hong Kong for surgery.

He spread out the rice paper on the desk, stood behind the long desk of Ming-style Nanmu, sharpened the ink with his own hands, and while talking to the two juniors, he was drawing a picture of the Qing Dynasty with a pen.

Wen Jianning thought that his old man was painting narcissus, but after a closer look, he found that it was just a few heads of green garlic.

She secretly thought in her heart that this second uncle was really a wonderful person.

Thinking like this, the second uncle had finished drawing the last stroke, and motioned for her to come up and help write a few words. Wen Jianning couldn't help but be glad that he had asked Feng Yi to point out for a while, and immediately took up the pen and finished writing with bated breath.

The second uncle took it over and looked at it for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to look at Feng Yi next to him.

He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Yes, I pointed out her words." ”

This time, without Feng Yi's explanation, Wen Jianning could guess what the second uncle was asking before, and his face turned slightly red.

The second uncle asked Wen Jianning some questions, most of them were related to ancient literature, fortunately, it was not difficult, she was a student of the Chinese department, and she had never slackened in her studies in recent years, and she answered smoothly.

The old man seemed to smile, turned his head and talked to Feng Yi again.

This time, he didn't translate for her for a long time, and he talked to his second uncle for a long time before stopping.

She had no choice but to ask him quietly, "What is the second uncle talking about?"

Feng Yi smiled: "He said he likes you very much." ”

Wen Jianning didn't believe his words, but she could at least feel that the old man didn't hate her, so she was relieved.

When the atmosphere in the study was harmonious, the maid suddenly knocked on the door and said that Feng Ling was here.

She and Feng Yi glanced at each other, said hello to the second uncle, and prepared to get up and leave.

The second uncle actually put down his pen and slowly paced behind them with his hands behind him.

Feng Ling was sitting on the sofa in the living room downstairs, sipping black tea slowly. When she saw the two of them coming, she was still sitting there unmoved, not even raising her eyelids, until the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of the second uncle coming down, she quickly got up and smiled: "Uncle, why are you here too, have you been in good health recently?"

The second uncle muttered a few words, presumably in response to her, and then walked to the other side of the sofa and asked the maid to bring today's tabloid to read at hand. With such a big Buddha in charge, Feng Ling has a lot of things that are inconvenient to say.

However, she still couldn't hold her breath, relying on her second uncle's age, she still said in a non-yin and yang manner: "I heard my father say that you have come all the way from Kunming this time, and you are already planning to get engaged." ”

Feng Yi said calmly: "After all, it is a major marriage event, at least inform the second uncle." ”

Feng Ling snorted coldly: "You only have the second uncle and an elder in your eyes now, and you don't have me and my father at all." ”

Feng Yi still patiently explained: "My father and sister are all accompanied, only the second uncle is alone, so I should naturally take more care of his old people." As for the engagement, I had already written to my family to inform me of the engagement. ”

Feng Ling threw out a sentence: "I don't agree." ”

Feng Yi and the others didn't have time to speak, and the second uncle sitting next to them muttered something first.

Wen Jianning saw that Feng Ling's face was red and white for a while, and her face changed to look good.

Feng Yi couldn't help but laugh and whispered to her: "The second uncle said that since my sister is already married, why do you still have to take care of the family's affairs." ”

Although Wen Jianning felt that it was not good for the second uncle to say this, she was not going to dismantle her own platform for Feng Ling, so she had to remain silent beside her. However, she was one of Feng Ling's targets today, and she couldn't stay out of it for long.

After Feng Ling was disgusted by her second uncle for being nosy, she was angry and aggrieved, but she couldn't collide with her elders, so she could only turn her head and attack her younger brother: "Who am I doing this for, I have to be said like this when I finally go back to my parents' house." ”

And this culprit just smiled and did not say anything, neither annoyed nor justified himself.

Feng Ling became more and more angry when she saw it, but she was afraid that there were outsiders present, and she wanted to save face for him, so she turned her head and rushed to another one: "Miss Wen San is really a good method, I only heard that you were very attentive to your homework in the early years, but I didn't expect it to be the same for people." I'd like to ask you, what means did you use to coax my brother into being so obedient?"

The smile on the corner of Feng Yi's mouth disappeared, and he said in a deep voice: "Sister, I have made it clear enough to you that time in Kunming, from the beginning, I planned to pursue Jianning first, don't embarrass her." ”

Feng Ling sneered: "Do you still want to say that in the early years, when you asked me to help her, you already had the intention to pursue her? Do you know what her aunt does, do you know what her parents ......?"

"I know very well," Feng Yi interrupted her, her tone was unprecedentedly tough, and there was anger in her eyebrows, "but she can't choose her own origin, just like you, me, and the person who called you here today, she can't choose her relatives." ”

Feng Ling was furious, but when he saw the indifferent and sneering look on his face, he subconsciously stopped his mouth.

And Feng Yi simply turned his head and said, "Jianning, you accompany the second uncle to the upstairs first, and leave it to me here." ”

If she stays here, she will only hear more and more unbearable words.

However, Wen Jianning didn't listen to him, but asked, "Can you tell me a word?"

Feng Yi naturally couldn't say anything to refuse.

Wen Jianning thought about it, in fact, to a certain extent, she could understand Feng Ling's resistance to her.

In terms of background, the Wen family was born in a merchant, and she was only an illegitimate daughter; in terms of upbringing, she grew up next to famous courtesans like Wen Jingshu, and even her conduct was marked with thick ink; the only thing that can be considered is the so-called appearance, education, and a little insignificant talent. But for a famous family like the Feng family, these are about the same as nothing.

If they just associate as friends, they naturally have nothing to fear, but they have already recognized each other.

In this case, they are destined to remain hostile.

She only thought of this, raised her eyes and looked at Feng Ling, her eyes were clear and calm: "I am very grateful for your help to me many years ago, and I can understand your feelings as the eldest sister for Feng Yi." But Feng Yi and I are independent individuals, not vassals of the family or anyone, we have the right to decide whether to love each other or enter into marriage, you have the right to raise objections, but we can't change our decision. I would like to respect your thoughts in his face, but that's all. ”

"I'm done talking. ”

She signaled with her eyes that everything was handed over to Feng Yi, and then turned around and helped her second uncle upstairs.

In fact, Wen Jianning still has a lot to say, but she still leaves these choices to Feng Yi.

She didn't know anything about the conversation between the Feng family siblings in the living room, but according to the maid who came into the study to add tea, the two quarreled fiercely. She felt a little hard to imagine how people like Feng Yi quarreled with people, and she was a little worried, she wanted to go down to have a look, but she was stopped by her second uncle, who didn't let her leave, and said something to her.

Wen Jianning tried to distinguish it, and the second uncle probably meant that this should be something that Feng Yi should deal with, and let him face it himself.

She didn't think so in her heart, but for the sake of the old man's face, she could only stay here first.

It wasn't until lunch that Feng Yi came upstairs to find them, he returned to his usual look, and only said that Feng Ling had left, and didn't mention anything else. However, Wen Jianning still saw something unusual.

It wasn't until the evening, when she waited for the two of them to be alone, that she saw a rare look of tiredness on Feng Yi's face.

He took a deep breath, lowered his head and rested his chin on her shoulder, and his voice was muffled: "Actually, I regret taking you back here this time, just to see Uncle Zhong and them." ”

(End of chapter)