Chapter 18: Something Happened
"If that's the case, what's the difference between Aunt Twelve getting married and staying at home, it's better to stay at home and be more relaxed." After Feng Xiaoyou heard such an arrangement, he felt a little unworthy for Feng Twelve, isn't this just a widow? I heard that after entering the sect, it would be inconvenient to go home, and it was the best situation to be allowed to go home once a year.
"What stupid things are you kidding! Although we immortal cultivators should not pay attention to this matter of marriage, like our immortal cultivators in the world, when girls grow up, they will marry and have children like ordinary people, you can't have such thoughts anymore, understand? Feng Songtao said disapprovingly, reaching out and patting Feng Xiaoyou's head.
"Got it!" Feng Xiaoyu nodded obediently.
The two of them went to the front yard while talking, and sat down at the stone table where they usually sit, Feng Songtao waved his hand and took out a plate of spirit fruit from the storage bag, "Xiaoyou, this spirit peach was just sent by the waiter in the morning, and it is still fresh, you can eat it quickly!" ”
"Thank you, grandfather!" Feng Xiaoyou reached out and took a peach from the plate, just took a bite and couldn't help but sigh, the spirit peach is the spirit peach, not only fragrant and juicy, but also feels a faint aura flowing from the meridians in the body, making the whole body feel comfortable and abnormal.
"This peach is so sweet, my grandfather eats it too!" Feng Xiaoyu said and pushed the dish in the direction of Feng Songtao.
Feng Songtao agreed with a smile, picked up a peach and ate it, the grandparents and grandchildren both looked relaxed and comfortable, looking from afar, full of happiness and peace.
I don't want to hear a knock on the door outside at this time, Feng Xiaoyou threw the peach pit on the table at will, got up and opened the door, only to see a middle-aged beautiful woman walk in, the beautiful woman is about forty years old, wearing a dark green silk shirt, three thousand green silk with a hosta to pull a simple bun, giving people a sense of grace and atmosphere.
"Two~ Hello grandma!" Feng Xiaoyou searched in his mind for a long time, and then he remembered the identity of the person, it was the second old lady, Feng Twelve's mother, so he hurriedly bent his knees slightly and obediently asked for peace.
"Xiaoyu, your grandfather is here!" The second old lady asked with a smile.
"Over there!" Feng Xiaoyou pointed to the tree not far away, Feng Songtao sat on the stone bench and didn't get up, just looked at this side.
"Is there something wrong with the second brother and sister?" Feng Songtao asked in a deep voice.
"Big brother, brother and sister, please save Twelve!" The beautiful woman walked in front of Feng Songtao and knelt down so straight, with tears in her beautiful eyes.
"Second brother and sister, what are you doing? Get up! Feng Songtao was stunned for a moment, then stood up from the stone bench, hid to the side, and stretched out his hand to support the beautiful woman, but he felt that it was not suitable.
Seeing this, Feng Xiaoyou hurriedly stepped forward and helped the beautiful woman up from the ground.
"Second brother and sister, what happened to the twelve girls?" Feng Songtao saw the beautiful woman get up, so he asked in a deep voice, looking very puzzled.
"Big brother, she can't marry the third prince at twelve." The beautiful woman sobbed again.
Hearing this, Feng Songtao couldn't help frowning and asked, "Second brother and sister, you make it clear, is it because the twelve girls are unwilling to marry the third prince?" ”
"Big brother, twelve her, she is no longer perfect!" The beautiful woman mustered up her courage and finally cried her secret.
"What?" Hearing this, Feng Songtao couldn't help but exclaim.
"Big brother, save Twelve! When Kashiwakawa learned about this, he locked up Twelve, saying that he would go to the head of the family and put Twelve's death. Big brother, I'm such a daughter, I can't watch her die! Please save him, I will kneel for you! As she spoke, the beautiful woman knelt down again, and was dragged by the wind before her legs touched the ground.