Yun Juexiang's nose was crooked, and even Feng Tianya, who was eating, pouted: "Mom, you are too partial, you have never kissed me and Sister Tingfei like this." ”

Concubine Yun nodded and shook her head: "Second aunt doesn't have to kiss me, I am kissed by my mother every day at home, and my face is a lot smaller now." ”

"Ahem......" Yun Juexiang, who had just been satisfied with his meal, almost squirted out a sip of tea after drinking, bent over and coughed a few times, forced a smile, and looked at his niece helplessly.

Feng Qingwei also smiled happily, looked at the pistachios at home, and gently tapped her head with chopsticks.

"Mom, has the company been busy lately?" Yun Cheng also had a full meal, put down the dishes and chopsticks, walked behind Feng Qingwei and rubbed her neck very carefully, "You have been suffering from low back pain recently, right? It's best to stick to your favorite type of yoga. ”

'Click' Feng Qingqing's chopsticks fell to the ground all of a sudden, turned around and pulled Yun Cheng to his eyes very carefully, repeated Yun Tianfei's actions just now, touched Yun Tiancheng's forehead seriously, and muttered, I don't have a fever, what's going on with this?

Even Yun Juexiang, who had a stiff face, opened his mouth wide and looked at his son in surprise: "Boy, are you not sick?"

Yun Cheng glanced at Yun Juexiang coldly, and didn't care about Feng Qianya and Yun Tianfei's eating action, and looked at Feng Qingwei very seriously: "I'm fine, I've been reading medical books recently." "Yuncheng's original intention is to let his mother find out the problem of his body as soon as possible, the sooner he finds out, the sooner he treats, he doesn't want to experience the tragedy of his previous life again.

Feng Qing smiled and hugged his son: "Xiaocheng, my mother thinks that you are becoming more and more humane now, and my mother promised you to go to the hospital for a full body examination on Sunday." ”

"Hmm. Yun Cheng nodded, left the dining table and went upstairs, quickly picked up his clothes, took out a few silver needles, and walked downstairs directly. In the stunned eyes of everyone, three silver needles were pierced into several acupoints behind Feng Qingwei's neck.

"The stiffness should subside after ten minutes. ”

Yun Juexiang stood up in shock, he really couldn't understand his son more and more: "Stinky boy, where did you get the silver needle, you won't use your mother for medical experiments." ”

Feng Qingwei but indifferent glared at Yun Juexiang: "Hmph, my son is for my good, why are you jealous?" My son is not angry with me or not?" pulled himself to sit beside him, "Good son, don't care about your father, by the way, can you tell your mother about today's matter?" Although Qian Ya and Tian Fei said it very clearly just now, my mother wants to know your opinion. ”

"Okay. Yun Cheng nodded, poured himself a cup of tea, and sat down again.

To put it bluntly, this thing is very simple, and it is typical to see the mood. The cousin and sister are fine, the main reason is because someone told Lihao their identity. You know that man, too. His name is Li Lianfeng, and he is the son of Uncle Li Li. ”

"Li Er?" Yun Juexiang was stunned, "Is that old Li with two asymmetrical ears?"

Yun Cheng nodded: "Later, it was also this Li Lianfeng who left with a courtesy haze, but I have already warned him not to interfere." Of course, there are still many aspects to be done in this matter, and I don't know the person who talked to Lihao in the recording, but my sister should know. There are also the girls who took the money and encouraged their sisters to control them. The reason why I asked my cousin to drive Ye Zihan directly to her door was to let his father take the initiative to find her. But before that, Dad has to do all the things I've said above in order to take the initiative.

After all, the military does not interfere in politics, and politics does not involve the military. It's a dead rule that can't be violated.

There is also that courtesy, I heard Ye Zihan say that he often disturbs his sister, so this is a bargaining chip I gave to Ye Zihan and his father. As for how much political concessions his dad can make to the mayor, it depends on how far you can get things done, dad. By the way, there is still a surveillance screen of the clubhouse, so it's best to get a copy. ”

Yun Cheng spoke for more than ten minutes, pulled out the silver needle on Feng Qingwei's neck and asked, "Mom, are you feeling better?"

Feng Qingwei and Yun Juexiang were dumbfounded by what Yun Cheng said, listening to their son shouting to themselves, they came back to their senses in a daze, and felt it slightly, Feng Qingwei's beautiful eyes exuded brilliance: "Good son, which book do you look at, my neck is much more comfortable, as if there is a hot breath coming out." ”

"It's not heat, it's moisture. Yun Cheng affirmed, "Which book? ”

Yun Juexiang looked at it dumbfounded for a while, and suddenly said with a solemn face: "Where did you learn what you just said, or did you teach you?"

"Nobody taught me. Yun Cheng was obviously much more perfunctory about his father, "Recently, I have been reading the book "On Political Thought and Social Embodiment", and I haven't figured it out yet, but I should be able to figure it out in a while. ”

Yun Cheng's eyebrows furrowed unnaturally, but it was only a glimpse. I just went upstairs and glanced at my bedside table, but fortunately I saw the title of the book, and I just used it as an excuse. But this book is not simple. I heard of this book in my previous life, but it was banned later, but I didn't expect that I had read this book when I was a child, why didn't I have an impression?

"Ahem, ahem. As soon as Yun Juexiang drank a sip of tea, he immediately squirted out, and he was busy covering his mouth with a tissue, looking at his son with a red expression. "On Political Thought and Social Embodiment", this book was given to him by the old man ten years ago, and now it has long been sold outside. It can almost be said that it has been banned from circulation. I've been studying it for ten years and I haven't figured out the meaning of it, but you kid will be able to understand it in a while?

Feng Qing glanced at Yun Juexiang: "Can you read that kind of book now, baby son? You know all the words in it? Didn't your mother buy you and your sister a lot of anthologies of essays?"

He looked at his son worriedly. If I hadn't asked, who would have thought that a sixteen-year-old child would be able to think about things so deeply. It's okay that the wind is elegant, and the coaxing should be over. But his son Yun Cheng has been very independent since he was a child, and Concubine Yun repeated his son's words to his daughter, which is obviously enlightening.

I really can't figure it out, obviously they are twins, how can there be such a big gap after they come out! But I really like my son, and under the perennial iceberg face, there is an extremely sensitive and understanding heart. This does not mean that her daughter is not understanding, on the contrary, Feng Tianya is also very obedient and caring. But many times, I can feel that this son, who came out a few minutes later than his daughter, is clearly playing the identity of an older brother. The gap is really not small!

Yun Cheng didn't know what his mother was thinking in her heart, but he could still read a lot of worry and unbearability in her eyes. I'm worried that I can understand, but I can't bear what is going on.

"Mom and brother never read the books you bought. Yun Tianya swallowed the last mouthful of porridge and said vaguely, "Since I was a child, the books in his room are completely incomprehensible to me, and many of them are in English and the like. After saying that, he ran into the kitchen and hurried out again.

"Little brother, what about my porridge, why did I eat two bowls and it was gone. ”

"Don't you have half a bowl in your bowl? Yun Cheng squinted at his sister and responded lightly.

"I ......"

"It's not easy to digest if you eat too much. "Yun Cheng didn't give his sister a chance to speak at all.

"Stinky boy, can you not be so precise, every time you cook a meal, it's just enough for one meal, keep some for your parents to eat at night, we won't die." Yun Juexiang looked at Yun Chengcheng helplessly, touched Yun Tingya's aggrieved face, and stared down at Yun Cheng.

Yun Cheng looked at Yun Juexiang unexpectedly, and replied teasingly, although it was ridicule, the expression on his face was still the same as always: "After the Chinese medicine ingredients in these dishes are cold, they will be heated for the second time, which is easy to cause constipation and male inaction, Dad, are you sure you will eat it?"

At this time, even Feng Qingwei spit out tea, and even Concubine Yun and Feng Tianya were snickering.

"Dead boy, where did you learn this?" Yun Juexiang was stunned again and again, staring at Yun Cheng angrily, is this stinky boy his own son? The daughter's affairs were handled steadily, and everything was obviously touched, but when I looked back, I was stunned that there was no such kid's. This kid completely kept himself out of it.

Oh my God! This is clearly a freak! If it weren't for the accident with his daughter and niece, how long would this kid be going to hide himself, and when did this kid start to have his own own ideas and subjective judgments. Yun Juexiang vomited blood in his heart at this moment, he really wanted to ask God, Nima! This is only sixteen years old, Lao Tzu was still fighting with a few partners when he was sixteen years old, how can he understand this!

"When I was learning to cook, there was a teaching on the video, and there was a clear explanation of the medicinal properties in the Chinese medicine book. Seeing that Feng Tianya and Concubine Yun finally put down their chopsticks, Yun Cheng put away the dishes and chopsticks, "I'm not at home at noon tomorrow, you can eat by yourself." ”

Feng Qingwei was stunned for a moment, stopped Yun Chengcheng who was walking towards the kitchen, and asked puzzledly, "What are you going to do tomorrow?"

Yun Cheng blinked: "Go to the antique market, the money is enough." "My mother is still the same as before, she never allows herself to do anything, she only thinks about what she needs, things, and whether the money is enough.

"What are you doing in the antique market, where did you get the money to play antiques?" Yun Juexiang was stunned and wondered.

At this time, the mobile phone in Yun Tianfei's pocket rang......