Feng Jing answered the phone, and did not want to avoid Su Ye, and said with a smile: "Stinky boy, what's the matter with calling Lao Tzu?" Alas, I have already seen Su Ye, and you stinky boy also hurry up to meet you, the future son-in-law, I can tell you, if it weren't for your kid taking the lead in disobeying Lao Tzu and secretly getting a certificate with your current wife, your sister would not have disobeyed Lao Tzu and me!"

It is not difficult to hear that it was Feng Keqing's father who called Feng Jing.

And Su Ye didn't hear what Feng Keqing's father said on the phone, but he was a little inexplicable.

Originally, Feng Jing received a call from his son, with a smile, after all, he finally saw the descendants of his old friend, and he was in a good mood, I am afraid that people who usually have a bad temper are very happy at this moment, although they have the meaning of reprimand, but more with the meaning of ridicule.

But gradually, the smile slowly stiffened.

Then there was an angry shout: "What did you say!"

There is a sense of anger, and the voice is also full of anger, so startled that others can't help but stop and look.

Su Ye was also full of doubts for a while, and he didn't know what kind of news Feng Jing, who was originally happy, heard and became so angry.

I saw Feng Jingzai listening carefully to the phone again, and there was silence for a while, as if Feng Keqing's father had retold the matter.

Feng Jing's eyes seemed to have burst out with a fierce light, his clenched fists clicked, and because of the energy of the Innate Realm martial artist, even if he didn't deliberately exert his energy, because of his extreme anger, the ground under his feet slowly gave birth to subtle cracks.

Su Ye couldn't help but swallow weakly, and was thinking about whether to say a reassuring sentence like 'old man, don't be angry, it's not good for your health'.

But Feng Jing scolded angrily: "Bastard, don't fucking tell me if Wan Changqing dropped the task of escorting the secret treasure and ran away, if this is the case, then the kid doesn't run, Lao Tzu wants to smoke him!"

Su Ye was stunned, Wan Changqing ran away?

Does it have something to do with his cheap brother?

And after Feng Jing glanced at Su Ye, he scolded at the mobile phone: "Don't fucking talk nonsense with Lao Tzu! Do you think Lao Tzu I care about those bullshit secret treasures? Now I order you, always pay attention to the progress of things, but if there is any situation, report to me immediately, otherwise Lao Tzu will definitely give you a discount on his legs when he goes back!"

After saying that, Feng Jing angrily cut off his mobile phone, froze straight in place, and did not continue to walk towards the hotel.

Su Ye couldn't help but weakly say, "Grandpa Feng, what happened, is it worth your anger?"

Feng Jing opened his mouth, but he didn't spit out a word, looking at Su Ye's face full of doubts, he couldn't help but laugh at himself, it's better not to let Su Ye know about this matter.

I saw Feng Jing shake his head and sighed softly: "It's nothing ......"

Su Ye smiled awkwardly, knowing that Feng Jing was reluctant to say that he couldn't ask anything, so he opened his mouth and said, "Those troubles or something, first."

Don't think about it, let's go up first, otherwise let Feng ...... Keqing and Wuluo have been waiting for a long time. ”

Feng Jing pondered for a while, and after reluctantly squeezing out a smile on his cheeks, he reached out and grabbed Su Ye's wrist, and said quietly: "Yes, let's ignore those troubles for now, eat what should be eaten, drink what should be drunk, let's go!"

Su Ye smiled helplessly, looking at the calloused palm, he didn't know why Feng Jing always subconsciously grabbed his wrist, was he afraid that he would run away?

And what Su Ye didn't know was that I was afraid that this was a person who had been looking for something for many years without results, and after suddenly finding it, no matter how confident a person was, he would have a fear of losing it.

Entering the private room booked by Zhou Wuluo in advance, Zhou Wuluo immediately grinned and said, "Grandpa, Dangdang, are you satisfied with the dishes on this table?"

If it weren't for the phone call just now, looking at the delicacies of the mountains and seas on that table, I'm afraid Feng Jing would definitely be happy, and casually praised Zhou Wuluo a few words.

But at this time, Feng Jing had long lost this leisure, just thinking that Su Ye would see the clue, so he just nodded very perfunctorily.

Of course, Zhou Wuluo knew that if his grandfather was satisfied, he would definitely not be like this, so he couldn't help but smile stiffly, and puffed up his mouth and said: "Okay, okay, I know, don't you just want to say that there is no wine, don't worry, I will prepare it for you, but you will have to drink less later, otherwise let my uncle know, he will not be able to spare me." ”

Zhou Wuluo said, turning his head to go to the good wine hidden in the corner.

At this time, Su Ye, seeing Feng Keqing sitting in the seat, couldn't help blushing a little, and stammered: "Grandpa Feng, don't ...... Don't stand, hurry...... Sit down. ”

Regarding Su Ye's strange appearance, Feng Keqing immediately guessed the kung fu of a cigarette just now, and his grandfather must have told Su Ye about those things.

For a while, he saw a layer of blush on Feng Keqing's cheeks, and he immediately lowered his head in shame.

Like Su Ye, at this moment, he really didn't have the courage to look at the other party more, as if he felt that if the other party found out that he was looking at the other party, he would be ashamed of himself.

And Feng Jing caught a glimpse of Su Ye and Feng Keqing's appearance, and smiled with relief, feeling that Su Ye and Feng Keqing's affairs were mostly done, and couldn't help but smile with relief, but temporarily forgot the troublesome thing he had just heard.

Zhou Wuluo brought a pot of good wine, approached Feng Jing, and said awkwardly: "Grandpa, look, how is this wine?

Feng Jing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and after taking a breath of cool air, he hurriedly snatched the wine, and said with approval: "Tsk, it's okay, good boy, you got it?"

Zhou Wuluo smiled sheepishly and said: "The day before yesterday, my uncle came to S City, and I happened to know that my grandfather was hello, so I begged him to get you a pot from my master's wine cellar." ”

Feng Jing smiled, nodded with great satisfaction, and said, "You really have a heart, but if you let your master know, I will definitely not be able to spare you." ”

Zhou Wuluo immediately smiled: "As long as grandpa is satisfied,

There are so many wines in my master's cellar, how can she count them, you say?"

Feng Jing said angrily: "In that case, then why didn't you get it for me before?"

Zhou Wuluo said weakly: "Isn't this that your uncle doesn't allow you to drink? I brought it to you, but he confiscated it." ”

"What?" Feng Jing's eyes immediately widened, and he patted the table and said, "That stinky boy, it turns out that he has been swallowing Lao Tzu's wine privately!"

(End of chapter)