"Feng Baobao, come out quickly and see who is coming. Luo Qiong took Feng Ming back to the small courtyard directly, and before she could enter the door, she began to call Feng Baobao's name.

It just so happened that Feng Baobao hadn't gone to study with his master yet, and was running back and forth in the house in his new clothes, when he heard Luo Qiong's voice, he hurriedly ran out again.

As soon as he went out, Feng Baobao recognized Feng Ming who was following Luo Qiong, and the memory before he got lost with his family instantly returned, and the whole person cried and pounced on Feng Ming.

"Daddy, Daddy!" Feng Baobao cried and hugged Feng Ming's thigh.

"Hey, good son, you can still remember your father, it's good. Feng Ming listened to his son's immature cry, his heart was slightly sour, and he immediately hugged Feng Baobao, and his eyes were full of tears.

"Oh, what's wrong?" Grandma Ji came out of the kitchen when she heard Feng Baobao's cry, and she was also a little stunned when she saw the picture of the father and son hugging each other.

"That's Feng Baobao's father, his own father. Luo Qiong whispered to Grandma Ji.

"Really?" asked Grandma Ji with some suspicion.

"Really!" Luo Qiong nodded very affirmatively, whether it is father and son, you can tell it just by looking at their appearance, it is really that the father and son look almost the same, otherwise when they first met, she would not have felt that Feng Ming's face was familiar.

At this time, the father and son also eased up a little, the two turned their heads together, and Grandma Ji looked at it, hey, it was really a father and son, this appearance was simply carved out of a mold.

"Hello, auntie, my name is Feng Ming, I am the baby's father, the baby has been taking care of me for this time, thank you so much!" Feng Ming looked at Grandma Ji and knew that this was a kind old lady, and thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

"Hey, there's nothing to thank you for, the baby is so obedient and well-behaved, and I like it too. Grandma Ji waved her hand arrogantly, and smiled and introduced Feng Ming into the hall.

Luo Qiong went to the cup of spiritual tea with a very good eye, which was not of great quality, but it was enough to entertain guests.

As soon as Feng Ming smelled the fragrance of tea, he knew that this tea was not ordinary, and after drinking it in his mouth, he was even more surprised, he didn't expect Luo Qiong to entertain him with spiritual tea, this tea was not bad compared to the portion he received in the Feng family in the Xuanhua Realm.

"Good tea. Feng Ming said sincerely.

"It's all some home-fried night tea, if you like it, go back and ask Xiao Qiong to pack more for you and take it back to drink slowly, which Xiao Qiong picked from the mountains herself. "Grandma Ji doesn't like tea very much, so she doesn't know much about tea, and seeing that Feng Ming likes it very much, she immediately generously asked Luo Qiong to pack some for Feng Ming to take back.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, thank you aunt, thank you Xiaoqiong. Feng Ming also thanked him for such a good thing, he would not be stupid and polite, if such a good spiritual tea was gone, he would cry.

Luo Qiong glanced at Feng Ming speechlessly, but it was really polite, although this spiritual tea was not very good in her secret realm, but looking at Feng Ming's appearance, he knew that this spiritual tea must be a high-end commodity for him.

But complaining and complaining, Luo Qiong is not stingy, she is not very harmonious with herself, so she immediately packed a big bag for Feng Ming, but Feng Ming was a little embarrassed.

As the saying goes, eating people with short mouths and short hands makes people short, Feng Ming took such a big bag of spiritual tea, and he really felt the enthusiasm of Luo Qiong's family, after successfully living down, Feng Ming would also tell Luo Qiong from time to time about some of the things he knew about the Xuanhua Realm.

It was also through a simple exchange with Luo Qiong that Feng Ming knew that Luo Qiong was a casual cultivator, and he had never been to the Xuanhua Realm, and he knew very little about the Xuanhua Realm today.

In this regard, although Feng Ming wondered how Luo Qiong's cultivation was cultivated, everyone had their own secrets, and Feng Ming was self-aware, and he would not listen to other people's secrets at will.

In this regard, Luo Qiong's senses for Feng Ming are getting better and better, but the happiest person in this family is Feng Baobao.

When he left the Feng family, Feng Baobao was only about six years old, he had already remembered, and the father-son relationship between him and Feng Ming was also quite deep.

This time Feng Ming came to him, Feng Baobao's joy was about to burst, and even his daily study was suspended, but fortunately, his master knew what the situation was, but he didn't mind.

On weekdays, Feng Baobao is quite hard at studying, it is rare to relax, no one will say anything, and even more will be happy for Feng Baobao, after all, children who leave home are always more distressing.

"Baby, what are you doing?" After living in Huading Village for two days, Feng Ming was a little happy, and with his son by his side every day, he really didn't want to leave again.

No, early in the morning, Feng Ming was frozen awake by his son's Xiaoice hand, and some foggy picked up Feng Baobao and stuffed it into the bed, and rubbed Feng Baobao's delicate little face with some prickly beard.

"Dad, you're too lazy, didn't we say yesterday that we were going up the mountain?" Feng Baobao helplessly pushed away Feng Ming's big face, and his heart was very entangled.

When Dad was not around, he especially missed Dad and other relatives, but two days after Dad came, Feng Baobao felt very annoying, and always felt that Dad was no longer the same as the Dad in his memory.

This is also because Feng Baobao is still young, don't look at him, he already has memories of many things, but in the end, he hasn't seen Feng Ming for more than two years, and his memory is naturally stuck when he was six years old.

Over the years, because the Feng family was almost wiped out, coupled with the pursuit of the enemy, even in the Feng family in the Xuanhua realm, life was not always comfortable, so in terms of mentality, Feng Ming had actually changed a lot.

However, Feng Ming's fatherly heart that loves children has not changed, but it is deeper than the love he once had, which has caused some trouble to Feng Baobao.

"Oh, okay, Daddy, get up. Feng Ming thought that he had indeed promised his son a good son yesterday.

Said that he was about to do it, Feng Ming immediately got up to clean up, not procrastinating at all, Feng Baobao was very satisfied, and walked out of the house with small steps.

Outside the house, Luo Qiong had already washed up, which was why Feng Baobao disliked Feng Ming's laziness as soon as he entered Feng Ming's house, it was really Luo Qiong and Feng Baobao who got up too early.

In winter, the day is already short, and it is only five or six o'clock at this time, and the sky has not yet brightened, and Feng Baobao is excited, so he wakes up early in the morning.

When the three of them finished breakfast, they said hello to Grandma Ji and went out of the house, there was also Feng Ming, an adult, plus Luo Qiong's force value Grandma Ji had also witnessed it, otherwise at this time, they might not have agreed to the three of them to go up the mountain, you must know that Feng Baobao is still just a child.

"Is the baby tired, do you want dad to hug you?" After walking a mountain road, Feng Ming looked at the little fat man beside him and couldn't help but say.

"Dad, how can you be tired of being a little man, you don't know me too well!" Feng Baobao said righteously.

...... "What did I say, I didn't understand you anymore?" Feng Ming looked at the sky speechlessly, this is definitely not his own, not his own.