Chapter Seventy-One: I Don't Want to Die Yet

"Father, if you think about it again, is there really no other way?"

Lin Xiaotian still didn't want to give up, and was still trying to fight for the last glimmer of hope for his son.

After a long time, Lin Zhen still shook his head.

And this shaking of the head has basically announced Lin Feng's end.

Death is used to dissipate the wrath of the god of war in the north.

"There's one more day, so let's get together. Lin Zhen said, "In addition, whatever Feng'er likes to eat, he will be served." ”

The prosperity of the family was single-handedly won by Lin Zhen, and he knew how to survive better than anyone else.

If you are stubborn, when you encounter an asymmetrical opponent, it will be useless at all, and it will even lead to fire.

The family meeting broke up, and Lin Zhen left.

He had a lot to say, but he didn't want to say more.

He didn't want to do that, but if he wasn't resolute, it wouldn't be over.

If the Northern God of War released it, he didn't dare to doubt it.

Otherwise, what you pay will be the future of a family.

Many people went to see Lin Feng and brought him the best things, delicious and fun.

Lin Feng didn't notice the change in the atmosphere much, he just thought that the big guy was coming to comfort him, and he didn't think about the farewell at all.

What he was thinking about now was what Zhao Qing would do with him.

He asked everyone who came to visit him, but no one answered him.

They were all looking at him left and right, and they all seemed to be running away from the problem.

Until the arrival of his father Lin Xiaotian.

"Dad, what's going on?" Lin Feng asked hurriedly.

"Are you hungry?" Lin Xiaotian looked at his son, really not wanting to tell him about the cruel result.

"Ah......" Lin Feng was a little confused, the topic of this question was too biased!

"Do you remember the first meal you cooked for me?" Lin Xiaotian suddenly asked again.

Lin Feng didn't know what was wrong with his father, but his intuition told him that it wasn't good.

"Yes. Lin Feng still chose to answer.

Lin Xiaotian recalled with a smile: "That was the first time you learned to cook, and you wanted to prove to everyone that you have grown up and can be self-reliant, and then you made a bowl of noodles." ”

"At that time, you were only five years old, stubbornly holding a chair, standing on it with a small body, and your mother was nervously standing behind you, for fear that you would fall off the chair, but you did not fall off the chair, but were splashed by the boiling oil and water, and you screamed in pain, and from then on, you never dared to go into the kitchen again, and even dared not eat noodles again. ”

Lin Xiaotian touched Lin Feng's head while reminiscing.

"Every time you have a birthday, your mother will make you a bowl of longevity noodles, which is really a trick to make you eat a bite. ”

"I really didn't expect it, after so many years, your mother is gone, and I have never made longevity noodles for you again because I am running around all day. ”

Speaking of this, Lin Xiaotian directly slapped himself.

The crisp voice startled Lin Feng.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Lin Feng shouted.

"It is said that the son is not the fault of the godfather, if I can spend more time with you and teach you, I will not end up in this situation!" Lin Xiaotian blamed himself.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Lin Feng asked, he had almost guessed, "Is it that Zhao Qing still refuses to let me go?"

Lin Xiaotian didn't want to tell his son about the result, but he didn't want him to leave in such a daze.

"I wonder what he said. Lin Feng said.

Lin Xiaotian sighed and said, "He said, after a day, I have to see your corpse, otherwise, the Lin family will be destroyed." ”

After listening, Lin Feng was silent for a while.

He also thought about death, but when he really had to face death, he was afraid.

It was an instinct, and he didn't know why.

"Dad, I don't want to die yet. Lin Feng looked at Lin Xiaotian, his eyes were full of desolation.

"I know," Lin Xiaotian said, "but I can't help it. ”

"Dad, I don't understand, why doesn't our Lin family dare to give it a try?" Lin Feng shouted, "The dignified Lin family, a hundred years of foundation, doesn't there even have a chance to resist?"

Lin Xiaotian had also thought about this question, but Lin Zhen's words were still in his ears.

"Dad, I'm still young, I really don't want to die, otherwise, you can send me abroad, in this case, Zhao Qing won't be able to find me. ”

Lin Feng said what he thought was feasible, "When the time comes, you will say that I escaped by myself, and it has nothing to do with my family." ”

"Do you think he will believe this method?" Lin Xiaotian said.

"When the time comes, I'll sort out other news to attract his attention," Lin Feng suggested again, "Didn't I say at today's press conference that in addition to Zhao Qing, it is not certain whether He Wanqing has been entangled with other men, let's follow this line of thought." ”

"Dad, you spend a lot of money to arrange a few dead soldiers, and let them make bold statements, saying that they are the men He Wanqing raised outside, in this way, it shows that my previous words are justified and well-founded, and I can wash away my public image, and second, I can also attract Zhao Qing's attention, and I can sneak out of the country at this time. ”

Lin Feng explained his plan very carefully, and Lin Xiaotian listened very carefully.

"In this way, will it work?" Lin Xiaotian hesitated.

Actually, he wanted to protect Lin Feng in his heart.

"Why doesn't it work," Lin Feng asked, "Dad, isn't this life of your son worth your try?"

Lin Xiaotian thought about it for a long time, and finally made up his mind to fight.

Zhao Qing basically didn't care about this matter at the moment, he had already handed it over to Wang Qi.

This kind of trivial matter, Wang Qi is enough.

And he, the day after confessing to He Wanqing, specially bought a bouquet of roses.

When He Wanqing got up, she was very puzzled that Zhao Qing didn't make breakfast.

She also thought that Zhao Qing had something to do and was ready to do it herself.

At this time, Zhao Qing came in from outside the door with a bouquet of flowers.

He Wanqing is very cramped now, after all, she is a woman who knows the meaning of Zhao Qing holding flowers.

"For you. Zhao Qing walked over and said very calmly.

It is not that He Wanqing has not received flowers, on the contrary, he has received countless flowers.

But she had never been so panicked as she was today.

"Thank you. It took a long time for her to hold back these two words.

Seeing that He Wanqing's state was much better, Zhao Qing was also a lot more relieved.

"Mom, Dad, is it Valentine's Day?"

He Zixuan suddenly came out of the room and happened to see the scene of Zhao Qing sending flowers to He Wanqing, so she asked curiously.