"Young Master!" Early in the morning, someone called outside the flower building. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A small guy stood downstairs, dressed as a subordinate in ordinary gray cloth clothes, and hurriedly stomped his feet downstairs, and a few flower ladies soliciting customers at the door wanted to tease him, so that he didn't dare to squeeze in, so he only stood downstairs and shouted loudly.

"Young Master—Young Master!" The little guy shouted twice in a sharp voice, as if he was afraid that the people in the building would not hear, and a pair of eyes looked upstairs.

This flower building has been built with two floors, and there are often girls standing on the second floor in a place enclosed by a railing, holding on to the railing and beckoning to hook up with guests. At the moment, these girls don't know what to do, the flower building is empty, and with the shouts of the little girl, a young man who looks like a young master staggered out, unkempt, rubbing sleepy eyes and slightly puffy eyes, followed by two disheveled flower girls half-hugging and half-supporting him.

"Young Master." Seeing people coming out, the little guy hurriedly took two steps forward.

Feng Xiuyu hugged left and right upstairs, originally didn't have a good face for the people downstairs, who knew that when he looked down, he found that it was not the group of people who were often sent by his mother to urge or even force him to go home, but his own personal servant, and couldn't help but let go of the hands holding the flower girls on the left and right......

"What are you going to do?" Downstairs, Feng Xiuyu pulled the little girl into the flower building and asked in a secluded corner.

But I saw that the little girl looked anxious.

"Young Master, Young Lady has a letter!" whispered happily, and the little girl's eyes lit up.

Feng Xiuyu's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Are you sure it's the young lady who has sent the news?" The two of them walked on the way back to Feng's mansion, Feng Xiuyu didn't have time to dress neatly, his hair was not combed, and he hurried home unkempt.

The little servant nodded, helping Feng Xiuyu tidy up his clothes, and on the other hand, he said how he found a letter in the mouth of the stone lion at the gate of Feng's mansion early in the morning, and the words Feng Lang personally wrote on it...... Although the fate of the last letter was taken by the housekeeper and handed over to Mrs. Feng, the little servant repeatedly assured that this letter must have been sent by the missing young lady.

"How did you conclude it was her?" After listening to the little girl's words, Feng Xiuyu frowned slightly.

The little guy was stunned.

“…… After reading the letter, the lady was furious, and asked someone to burn the letter on the spot. After a while, the little guy whispered.

Feng Xiuyu was silent.

……

"It's something she'll do." After a while, he said with a smile, his face cold.

"Let's go, hurry back, a few days later, your young master's wife will come back, maybe it will be burned as a letter." When he said this, there was no expression on his face, but his feet were a little faster.

The little guy hurriedly followed him, and the two rushed to Feng's mansion.

"Madam, the young master is back." The housekeeper in Feng's house hurriedly came to report, Mrs. Feng was drowsy in the room with incense, listened to the housekeeper's report, and immediately showed joy between her slightly bitter frowns, and quickly got up and hurriedly went out, just as she greeted Feng Xiuyu into the courtyard, and the little girl followed.

"Yu'er ......" saw her son come home, and Mrs. Feng's spirit suddenly improved a lot.

"Let my mother take a look...... I've lost weight in the past two days......" Touching her son's body, Mrs. Feng said distressedly, but she didn't notice that the smile on the corner of her son's mouth was cold.

"Mother Xie cares, I don't care." Feng Xiuyu said directly.

"I came back because I heard that there was news about Xiaoxiao." After a while, he continued.

Mrs. Feng was stunned.

Her gaze turned to the little servant, who shrank behind Feng Xiuyu.

Feng Xiuyu took a step forward and blocked the little guy behind.

"Mother, where is that letter? I want to see it. He said bluntly.

Mrs. Feng looked at him and suddenly smiled.

Just now, she was concerned and worried about her son, but now this woman suddenly gave up.

"You're not dead?" She said, looking at her child.

She was still young, in her thirties, well-maintained, except for some fine lines at the corners of her eyes, there were no signs of old age anywhere else, her clothes were beautifully dressed, and she stood there like a woman in her twenties, facing her sixteen or seventeen-year-old son, who was still an adult, showing a little sternness.

"I'm not going to give up." Feng Xiuyu replied directly.

"If I can't find her in this life, I won't die in this life." He said.

Mrs. Feng's face suddenly became ugly.

"Find ...... What if you find her? She looked at her son with a sarcastic smile on her face, "You also saw that night the man in the courtyard, disheveled and full of nonsense...... The woman who treated you like this on your wedding day, what are you going to do with her coming back? Isn't it enough to be humiliated? She said coldly, looking at Feng Xiuyu's unsightly face, she didn't mean to stop.

"Mother gave you the freedom to choose your own wife, and as a result, you chose such a woman......" Madame Feng murmured.

"Use half of the Feng family's wealth as a dowry, and you can get back such a woman with ten miles of red makeup." She continued. "My mother persuaded you at the beginning, but you didn't listen to your mother...... The result...... As a result, you also saw what happened at the wedding banquet that day...... That old way, that man, are you ......?"

"It's exactly what my mother wants, isn't it?" Mrs. Feng wanted to continue to say something, but Feng Xiuyu interrupted her with a cold smile.

"You never like to laugh anyway." He said indifferently.

Madame Feng looked sad.

"Yes, I don't like her, but I don't like her." She said coldly, for some reason there was some despair in her eyes, "But for you, didn't the mother also let her enter the door?" ”

"What do you look like now, do you still think I'm your mother?" She asked.

This son, since the woman disappeared at the wedding that day, he has refused to even call her a mother.

The word mother, who is usually officially called on occasions when there are many people, is now coldly put on his lips anytime and anywhere.

"Mother will always be my mother." Feng Xiuyu said quietly.

He saw all the changes in Mrs. Feng's expression, but he didn't buy it.

The mother and son looked at each other quietly.

I don't know how long it took, but Mrs. Feng suddenly burst into laughter.

"You kid, you're getting harder and harder to fool." She said.

"Mother knows if she wants." Feng Xiuyu said, his expression still quiet.

He looked at Mrs. Feng and waited for her to finish laughing.

"Now, can my mother show me the letter?" He asked.

Madame Feng was silent.

"I've burned that letter." After a moment's notice, she said.

Feng Xiuyu suddenly smiled.

"I know." His expression suddenly became light, and there was a little smug in this lightness, "I pretended not to know, I just wanted to play with my mother." ”

You! Mrs. Feng's face was instantly difficult to see the extreme.

"Good, good......" After a while, she suddenly laughed, "there is a mother and there must be a son, and in the end it is my son." ”

She clapped her hands in applause.