Feng Zhen's self-righteous humor and jokes provoked his son to look coldly.

"Father said cautiously, Changsheng is still young, what does she know. ”

Feng Zhen muttered, "It's like you understand it very well, do you want to take you to open your eyes for your father?"

My own sons have already had dreams, and it doesn't hurt to know some things in advance.

The boy has a dream vent, which means that he has the ability to pass on the lineage.

Joke to joke, Feng Zhen knows that his son has been weak since he was a child, and if he really wants to get married and inherit the heir, he should wait for the weak crown.

Feng Yi said, "Father—"

Feng Zhen replied, "What?"

When the quarter of an hour is up, the child will retire first, and the rest of the things will be discussed in detail when he returns home. ”

After that, Feng Yi got up and left, leaving Feng Zhen's chic and indifferent back.

Toyojin: "......"

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

This is definitely not the own son of labor and management!

Feng Yi walked back to the classroom with light steps, her expression was still unfazed, and she could faintly glimpse the future demeanor.

He walked all the way through the corridor, the dwarf pines planted in the academy were covered with a layer of white snow, and several figures in blue and white school uniforms were sitting or leaning on rockeries, benches, and long tables, holding a book made of bamboo slips or bamboo paper, and the crisp sound of reading drifted into the ears.

Every time she sees such a situation, Fengyi's mood jumps a little, as if her body is light.

He pushed open the paper door of the classroom, bent down to change into clean socks and clogs, and walked to his seat.

Not long after he sat down, a figure also sneaked into the classroom.

"Uncle Feng, what is the matter with you?"

Changsheng opened the textbook with one hand to cover his face, sat upright on the surface, and whispered to Fengyi in private.

"The good things for my father and Aunt Xiu are coming. Feng Yi replied.

Changsheng pouted and asked, "Good things are coming?"

Feng Yi said, "When they get married, Aunt Xiu will be the main mother, and I will call her mother." ”

Changsheng is almost half a round smaller than Fengyi.

No matter how smart and sensible she is, she can't understand many things thoroughly.

"But, but she's not your mother—is this another mother?"

Feng Yi said, "Yes, but my father is more important." ”

Changsheng blinked, his eyes full of puzzlement.

Feng Yi said, "My mother has been dead for many years, and my father is not too old, so when I get married, will it be difficult to leave my father alone at home? No matter how intimate the children are, there is always another family to take care of, and they are not as considerate as the wife. My father got married and settled down, and I was able to do it. ”

Changsheng was confused.

I already have a mother, and I want to find another strange woman to be my mother, is it really comfortable?

She just imagined-

If her father had brought a strange woman to be her mother, she would have been very sad.

Feng Yi saw her thoughts, "The person who will accompany me for a long time in the future will not be my father, and in the same way, the person who will accompany my father will not be me." ”

Changsheng's face was bitter, and the baby's fat snow skin was a little flushed.

Feng Yi couldn't help but poke it, and her fat face suddenly sank into a small piece.

"You'll understand when you're older." ”

Changsheng said distressedly, "Alas, I don't want to understand, it's good for Fengyi's little brother to understand for Changsheng." ”

Feng Yi said, "Hmm. ”

After school on time, Feng Yi first sent Changsheng, Sun Lan and Qiguan Jinghui back to their respective mansions.

Luckily, the mansions were close to each other, and the farthest was only one street, and he returned home before sunset.

After returning home, Fengyi called the housekeeper to discuss his father's marriage.

But—

"These days, I don't seem to see any intersection between the two of them, why did my father suddenly-"

The housekeeper twitched, he didn't know whether to tell his little Langjun about the adult world.

Feng Yi saw the clue and asked, "Could it be that something happened?"

The housekeeper said, "Two days ago, the Lanting Gong gave the newly buried fruit wine the year before last. The lord has been interested in that lady for a long time, so he used this thing to invite Mrs. Wan to come to enjoy the snow, the original intention was to shorten the distance and talk about family life. Considers...... It was not like ordinary rice wine or sake, it was strong and spicy, and it had great stamina. The old man boasted that he was not drunk after drinking a thousand glasses, and he had no moderation at all, and he accidentally drank too much for a while-"

Ordinary sake or rice wine, a little amount of alcohol can be used to achieve a thousand cups without getting drunk.

It is said that it is wine, and the degree is only a little higher than that of boiled water.

Even a woman who has never drunk alcohol can drink a pot or two.

Two big hearts thought it was ordinary wine-

The moonlight is clear, the snow scene is sultry, the two of them are drinking, and there is only a layer of window paper between them-

Push the boat down the river and roll together.

Although there are some accidents, there is no discipline at all in the war era, and the two are unmarried men and unmarried women, and it is normal to drive a car.

Wan Xiu'er wanted to hide this matter, but Feng Zhen took this opportunity to mention the marriage.

The former is a widowed woman, whose relatives and elders are not around, and she can decide her own marriage.

Feng Zhen has a son who is about to grow up, and if he remarries, he must ask Feng Yi's opinion.

After hearing this, Feng Yi's face sank by two points.

"Ridiculous!"

Before getting married and giving people a name, he went in and out of the boudoir of the opposite sex, and did such things that damaged the reputation of others, his father was really muddy!

The housekeeper was silent, as if he hadn't heard Feng Yi angrily screaming at his father's absurdity.

The son doesn't say anything about the father, no matter how bad Feng Zhen is, in terms of the current atmosphere, Feng Yi shouldn't belittle him like this.

After calming down, Fengyi asked the housekeeper to get the account book of Feng Zhen's private treasury and the public account book.

Marry someone back as soon as possible, otherwise it won't be good to kill someone.

The butler wasn't worried about that—

"What about Xiao Langjun, who only came after the old man got married for a few years-"

Because Feng Zhen was congenitally weak, it affected Feng Yi.

Not to mention that Feng Zhen also took a cold meal for a while, although he quit and honestly raised his body for a few years, but it always had some impact.

A shot into the soul?

Inexistent!

I heard that Mrs. Wan also has some problems with her body and bones, and the chances of these two people getting killed are not very high.

Feng Yi said, "Maybe it's there?"

Knowing his father Mo Ruozi, according to Feng Zhen's temperament, he finally opened meat, and maybe he would do the ridiculous thing of staying in the boudoir at night.

Not once, but a few more times to ensure that you won't be able to win.

The housekeeper was speechless.

Xiao Langjun's words are also very reasonable!

The annual vacation of Golden Scale Academy is about to begin, and Feng Yi has a lot of time every day to prepare for the marriage of her father and stepmother.

He was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, but he made the two parties useless.

Wan Xiu'er is not as cheeky as Feng Zhen, but she is a little embarrassed.

Feng Zhen said, "Don't worry too much - let him practice now, and it will be convenient to marry the daughter of the Feng Huaiyu family in the future, so that I don't have to worry about him." ”

Wan Xiu'er: "......"

When the son's didn't beat this Lao Tzu to death, he was definitely his own!