Wretched?

No one to provide for the elderly?

What a joke! The students who are clear and clear are all over the Great Jin Dynasty, as long as the wind is clear and shows a little bit of style, those who want to give him a pension can surround the capital several times.

King Guangling was a little impatient, but when he saw Feng Qingyang shedding two lines of old tears, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth, and had to say: "I didn't regret it, this is also what Ling'er meant back then." It's just that I haven't told them yet, don't worry, I will tell Dashan, Yang, and Hachiro when I have the chance, you have to be patient! ”

When Feng Qingyang heard this, he rolled up his sleeves and wiped his tears, how could there be any sadness in his eyes!

King Guangling was almost injured by the clear wind.

How aggrieved King Guangling is, how happy the wind is! It's a relief from hatred.

When Du Wulang came home with his two younger sisters, he was just in time for dinner at home, and when he arrived at the dining room, he found that there was an old man with gray hair and fairy bones at home.

Seeing that this man's hair and beard are all white, I thought he was the master of King Guangling!

Just when King Guangling was about to introduce his grandchildren, Feng Qingyang made a "poof", got up from the chair, regardless of his age, walked a few steps quickly to Du Jiumei's side, and choked up: "Ling'er"

With the sound of liver and intestines breaking, the wind Qingyang left two lines of tears. These tears are not teasing King Guangling to squeeze out tears, but really crying with joy.

After shouting this, Feng Qingyang actually reached out to hug Du Jiumei, but an embarrassing thing happened. Feng Qingyang forgot that he was seventy years old, not when he was young. You can hold your sister and play around in the yard.

Du Jiumei blushed, damn, she was still too fat.

"I'm heavy." Du Jiumei saw the disappointment on her face when she saw the wind clearing, and hurriedly comforted her.

Feng Qingyang realized that this was not his sister, but his granddaughter who looked like his sister.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang ignored Du Jiumei's answer, and glared at King Guangling angrily: "Why don't you tell me!" ”

King Guangling turned his face away and didn't answer, he deliberately didn't tell this old guy! If only let the old guy know. This old fellow has already run to his fiefdom to make a fortune. What kind of majesty does he, the king of Guangling, have? Moreover, this old man is here, and he will rob Xiao Jiu'er, if Xiao Jiu'er likes to let off the wind more than her

"Bai Chi also hid it from me. The bastard didn't tell me when he went back. I'm glad I came. Otherwise, I don't know how long I will hide it. Feng Qingyang said angrily, muttering to himself, not because of King Guangling's silence. Just stop.

Du Dashan was very excited when he saw this old man, he was afraid that this old man would be so angry that he would have coronary heart disease and cerebral thrombosis, and he would be guilty, no matter how he said it, this is also his uncle!

"Uncle, don't be angry, don't be angry. Since you like Xiao Jiu'er, stay in the palace more, don't go back to the inn outside. Du Dashan hurriedly persuaded him, this old man is so old, and his temper is still so big!

The wind is clear and sees that his nephew Du Dashan still understands etiquette, so his anger is better. Du Xiao, this stinky boy! Give him a good face, and kick my nose in the face.

"Hmph, that's good, I'll stay in the palace." Feng Qingyang said, "I have prepared a meeting gift, come here, give a gift to my uncle, there are good things." ”

Du Wulang, with Du Qimei, Du Jiumei stepped forward to salute.

Feng Qingyang looked at the honest and handsome Du Wulang, and liked it very much; Seeing the gentle Du Qimei and the clever Du Jiumei, she was even more happy.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Du Wulang thanked.

The wind is clear and dusty all the way, and I am old, so I will go back to rest after eating.

Feng Qingyang is kind and strict to Du Wulang and Du Balang, and he is very fond of Du Qimei and Du Jiumei, and can be called doting. Although I like these two nieces and granddaughters very much, because Du Qimei and Du Jiumei are not the material for being talented women, they have been lost for a long time.

The two nieces and granddaughters are not talented, and neither can Du Wulang. Only Du Balang is left, especially Du Balang has a good memory, good understanding, and talent, which makes the disappointed Feng Qingyang overjoyed.

From this day on, Feng Qingyang began to be in charge of Du Hachiro's studies; It was also from this day that Du Hachiro's hard days came completely. There are not only the inspection lessons of King Guangling, but also the lectures and teachings of the breeze.

In the first few days, when Du Hachiro was eating, he looked at his mother very sadly.

Seeing that his son had lost weight in the past two days, Yang said distressedly: "Son, this is all for your good." Mother listened to what your father said, your uncle is very knowledgeable, you follow and study hard, and come back with a top exam in the future. ”

Du Balang swallowed the grievances on the side of his mouth, nodded and said, "Mother, my son will be fine." ”

"This is my good son." Yang smiled and touched Du Balang's head.

At this time, Du Dashan came from outside, depressed, and didn't know how to tell his wife about it for a while. These children, he admitted that he loved Xiao Jiu'er the most, after all, they were children who had hurt for two lifetimes, but other children, Du Dashan also loved them equally, the palms and backs of his hands were full of meat, and he was reluctant to succeed him.

Seeing this, Yang hurriedly let Du Balang out, and then asked with a smile: "Husband, why are you depressed?" ”

Du Dashan covered his face with both hands, rubbed his face and said, "Hey, this matter is tricky!" ”

The Yang family has rarely seen Du Dashan so worried, now that life is so good, there is no need for this!

"Husband, what's going on?" Yang was also anxious.

Du Dashan took his hand and said with a wry smile: "My father came to me and told me that my uncle came over this time, in fact, to pass Hachiro." ”

"Jihachiro?" Yang was surprised, and suddenly thought that Feng Qingyang was lonely, and he wanted to have a descendant to continue the incense.

"Yes, my father said that when he was going to marry his mother, he once told his uncle that if he had two sons, he would give one son to the Feng family. But before I could wait, my mother died in childbirth. I disappeared again, and my uncle and father were about to cut off the incense, but they found me by chance, and this promise continued. Although I have three sons, I am reluctant to go out of any of them! Du Dashan said with a bitter face, he didn't know what to say when he saw Hachiro just now!

Yang's eyes were red and said, "After the adoptive, do you live with your uncle and don't live with us?" ”

"I haven't said that yet." Du Dashan was stunned, "Yes, if it is an adoptive, you can still live together, whether this one has an adoptive or not, it's all the same!" ”

"But I'm afraid that my uncle won't want to stay in the palace." Yang said with a bitter face, "What should I do?" ”

At this moment, Du Hachiro, who was hiding outside and eavesdropping, ran out.

Just now, he saw that his father was in a bad mood and was worried about his father, so he eavesdropped outside, but he didn't expect to hear about him. Seeing that my parents were embarrassed by the adoption, I was both happy and moved. (To be continued.) )