Under the scorching sun, the two turned around several times, made N phone calls, and finally jumped to the home of the previous landlord.

The landlord looked at the woman who had been missing for a long time, and then at the tall man behind her, and hurriedly said, "Miss Feng, your things are all in this sack......

Thankfully, a big bag of books and notebooks is still there.

After supplying the boss 500 yuan, Feng Feng carried a notebook, and Li Huan carried the bag of books and sundries, as tired as a cow.

Feng Feng remembered the landlord's expression when he looked at Li Huan before, when this guy didn't talk or laugh, his expression was always gloomy, a little domineering and fierce, and then looking at his outfit, it was estimated that the landlord regarded him as a "second pole" in society.

She was happy in her heart, in addition to doing small jobs, this guy who eats idle meals can also act as a bodyguard and thug. It's a pity that I don't have anything of value, so I don't need a bodyguard.

Carrying the hemp bag and squeezing it from the bus, looking at the conductor for some time, he returned to his "home" and sat down on the sofa, Li Huan only thought of one word:

Wu Niu gasps for the moon!

Feng Fengxu took out a new set of T-shirts and shorts that he bought on the side of the road, and he couldn't help but say, "Can't you buy me a set of clothes that are a little tighter?" ”

It's really kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs, there is no air conditioning in this house, the weather is so hot, and then wrapped tightly, it's no wonder if you don't suffer from heat stroke!

He didn't bother complaining too much, so he hurriedly went to take a shower and put it on, and finally felt a little more comfortable.

Feng Feng took care of putting the books in the sack, fortunately the photo album was still inside, and the information in the notebook was still complete, and he couldn't help but sigh that the landlord was really a good person.

Li Huan came out and saw that she was engrossed in flipping through the photo album, and squatted down curiously to watch it with her.

On the album, there is an ordinary middle-aged couple and a little yellow-haired girl.

He looked at the photograph and then at her, as if to carefully compare the gaps, and after a while he said, "Who drew this?" Why is it different from ordinary portraits? ”

This is a photograph, not a portrait. Ancient portraits, the painter followed a certain rule, so it seems, just roughly similar, not exactly the same as the person, many beauties are types of faces, even if the images of beauties such as Xi Shi and Mink Zen are not stunning today.

Feng Feng couldn't explain clearly for a while, "I'll take you to take a photo of the big head sticker another day, and you will understand it yourself." ”

This is the first time she has not scolded viciously, and she still has a gentle smile on her face, because she is looking at the "portrait" of her parents?

With such a gentle smile, she looked very cute and beautiful, and he found that this woman was really very different from Feng Zhaoyi. The women in the harem are all scheming, and Feng Zhaoyi is gentle and sleek, which is also what he appreciates. And this Feng Feng was originally a wild woman outside, and her joy, anger and sorrow were all shown on her face, and he thought that if she really stayed in the palace for a long time, she would definitely be deposed or executed sooner or later. It seems that it is better for her to return to modern times.

She has been alone all these years and has no relatives, is it extremely difficult? A faint sense of pity was added to his heart, and he secretly wondered, why did he sympathize with this fierce woman?