On Sunday, Feng Yiming got up early in the morning and burned breakfast, carefully served his father, who had been holding his breath and couldn't let it out for the past two days, ate breakfast, and diligently delivered the briefcase to his father, and sent him out with a smile. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Wei'an twisted the door handle and was about to go out, but after a slight pause, he turned his head, pointed at his son and said, "I've figured it out, I can't blame you for this incident." You, the one surnamed Du, and Zhang Miao, the three of you are all responsible, but Yiming, did you think about it before doing things?"

Feng Yiming, who was bending over to send his father out, was stunned, his bent waist slowly straightened, and he smiled slightly and said, "Of course I thought it through." ”

Feng Wei'an looked at his son, who was calm, calm, straight, and about the same height as himself, and was quite emotional. Zhang Changhe said very clearly last night, Du Changchun called several times, but Zhang Changhe replied unclearly, and then he simply refused to answer the phone. Du Changchun's son happened to be in the first year of high school in the city, and he was still in the same class as Zhang Miao, and Du Changchun hit Zhang Miao with the idea. This time, Feng Yiming broke the other party's leg, which can be regarded as driving Du Changchun out of the door, presumably this guy has no face to go to the gate of the Zhang family again.

Zhang Changhe did not accept Du Changchun, and Du Changchun wanted to use Zhang Miao's relationship to do what he liked, and Du Yi's love for Zhang Miao was an accident. can figure out these key points in a short period of time, and can also kick Du Yi's leg with a ruthless hand, completely erasing the little possibility of Zhang Changhe accepting Du Changchun, is the person with such scheming methods really his own underage son?

Feng Wei'an remembered Zhang Changhe's unscrupulous admiration last night, and commented that Feng Yiming could be regarded as knowing the slightest and daring to act, and just heard Feng Yiming's clear and affirmative answer with his own ears, his brain was a little confused, his lips trembled slightly, and he asked: "How do you know that Secretary Zhang did not accept Du Changchun?"

Feng Yiming replied calmly: "This is very simple, if you accept it, even if Du Yi likes Zhang Miao again, Du Changchun will warn his son not to do such stupid things." But there are other reasons for kicking and breaking his leg. ”

Feng Wei'an put down the briefcase, loosened a few buttons on his shirt, crossed his hands on his waist, and looked carefully downstairs before reprimanding: "Fortunately, your mother is not here, and she is only in high school now, are you getting carried away thinking about this kind of thing at this time?

"What?" Feng Yiming was a little dumbfounded, what is this talking about?

"Hey, I also think Zhang Miao is good-looking, beautiful, polite, good in school, well-behaved and sensible, but it's really not suitable for ......"

Feng Yiming endured the nausea that surged from the depths of his heart, well-behaved and sensible? He still knows how to be polite? Will being well-behaved and sensible cause the turmoil of yesterday? If he knows how to be polite, he will drop two hundred yuan and snatch my real handwriting? Feng Yiming's heart hurts, and he quickly waved his hand to interrupt his father's words, and then continued, and when some gentle and graceful words came out, he was really afraid that he couldn't help but vomit out.

"What does it have to do with Zhang Miao, I mean I couldn't figure out what Secretary Zhang meant at that time, whether I wanted to dry Du Changchun, or ......" Feng Yiming said that he was also a little afraid, at that time he was shoveled by Du Yi's kid on the court.

Feng Yiming continued hesitantly: "Anyway, our family and Du Yi and their family are considered to have a feud, even if Secretary Zhang accepts Du Changchun, the relationship between the two families will not improve, so simply kick his leg off, Secretary Zhang will not force your father to kill your relatives in righteousness, then in this way, Du Changchun leans on Secretary Zhang's door is closed, and the seams are gone." ”

Feng Wei'an pointed to his son and shook his head speechlessly.

"You can't make a feud, you have to work together in the future, just drive them out and pull them down, you can't leave a future trouble for our family, right?"

Feng Wei'an listened to the indifferent words of his son behind him, and the corners of his mouth twitched and went out.

Climb to the top of the high teaching building, today is Sunday, only the third year of high school has to go to class, Feng Yiming carefully chose a position that is not easy to be noticed, and took out a height telescope from his schoolbag, which was still sent to him by his uncle abroad when he returned to China last year, there are six brothers and sisters in my mother, except for the uncle in SH, Feng's mother in Qingping, the other four and my grandmother who are still alive have settled in the United States, and they will return to China every few years to visit relatives.

Feng Yiming carefully adjusted the multiple of the telescope, the instructions for this telescope were all in English, he didn't know how to debug it in his previous life, but now it is naturally different, it is easy to find Liu Xuemei's house, Feng Yiming unexpectedly found that the lights in the house have been extinguished, and the door seems to be closed, which indicates that at least someone has gone in publicly.

From 10 o'clock on Thursday night to now, more than 30 hours have passed, and it rained in the middle of the night last night, Feng Yiming believes that the traces and footprints he may have left in the grass by the river embankment that night should no longer exist, and Feng Yiming has never entered the small house from beginning to end.

Feng Yiming's brain turned rapidly, considering the possible loopholes from all aspects, it should be very complete, and there should be no witnesses, he had been playing games in the game room that night, and the time he went out in the middle did not exceed an hour, Yu Fei, Zhou Fatzi and several other acquaintances in the game room didn't even ask.

Put away the binoculars and put them in his schoolbag, took out his wallet from his pocket and counted them, Feng Yiming knew that what he had to do now was to try to remain calm and calm, and at the same time try to avoid appearing in the sight of the possible investigation team.

"What's the matter? I won't finish breakfast!" Yu Fei asked angrily as he stuffed the buns he brought with him when he went out dissatisfied. The anger of losing the game the day before yesterday has not yet dissipated, and it is uncomfortable to see Feng Yiming with a smile on his face.

"Eat, you know how to eat, sooner or later you will eat the same body shape as Fat Zhou. Feng Yiming glanced at him angrily, and said, "What time is it today, it's eleven soon, and the Internet café will be open in a few days, and I told you last week to go and see it this weekend, why don't you go?"

Yu Fei came to his senses at this time, grinned and shouted: "Go, of course go." I've forgotten about it, hey, where are you going?"

"Go to the head office first, now regardless of the Internet café on Shinan Road or the train station, now everyone is training in rotation at the head office, and Li Yu and Luo Yun are also over there. ”

Feng Yiming glanced at the excited Yu Fei, thinking that the city No. 1 Middle School had the best game with him, and after that, only Yu Fei and Zhou Chong had kept in touch with the middle of the road, and asked casually: "Yu Fei, do you want to tell the fat man?"

Yu Fei was stunned for a while, and thought for a while before saying: "At least don't talk to him in high school, and you can't even reveal our relationship with the Internet café, otherwise this guy won't be crazy." You also know that Fat Zhou is not as smart as the two of us, and he won't be admitted to college when the time comes......"

Feng Yiming nodded solemnly: "Yes, compared with Fat Zhou, we can really be regarded as geniuses." ”