In the past few days since Zhuang Feng left Huaguo, Lin Moshen has watched the video recording of him and Yuan Thunderbolt in Tianzi No. 1 Prison no less than a thousand times.

Yuan Thunderbolt disappeared into Nanjiang City like this evaporation from the world, which made Lin Moshen angry.

He felt more and more that Yuan Li's disappearance was inseparable from Zhuang Feng, otherwise Zhuang Feng's departure would be too coincidental.

How can there be so many coincidences in the world, coupled with the fact that the airport's own subordinates were transferred away from the mountain, Lin Moshen pointed the finger at Zhuang Feng.

It is said that there are three fires for the new official to take office, and Lin Moshen has already lit two, but they have all been extinguished in the same way, and this third fire, he racked his brains, intending to point out a foolproof one.

Therefore, in the matter of Yuan Li's escape, he put all the blame on Zhuang Feng, and asked Xia Zhiqiu to put pressure on Liu Rongfei and asked him not to meddle in his affairs.

Lin Moshen thought that he was going to force Zhuang Feng to the situation of "death" again, but he didn't expect that in Xia Zhiqiu's heart, he had become boring, like chicken ribs, if it weren't for Xia Yuhe's relationship, his career would have been fixed a long time ago.

Lin Moshen is not a fool, he is just carried away by hatred, he has also analyzed the situation he is facing countless times, Xia Yuhe, a life-saving straw, was used by him to the extreme.

He knew that Xia Yuhe was Xia Zhiqiu's fatal weakness, so he was happy to consume the trust he had accumulated by relying on his "ability".

He will never find out his way back unless he has to.

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Three days later, Zhuang Feng and others returned to Nanjiang City smoothly.

At this moment, except for the tendency of the threshold of his own house to be smoothed out a little after Lin Moshen's countless visits, everything is still the same as when he left, and there is no major movement.

At noon, as soon as he arrived at home, Feng Qingyang had already received a call from Zhuang Feng, and now lunch had been arranged.

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During the meal, in front of the dining table, looking at the crystal clear noodles circling in the delicate plate in front of them, some people sighed and some people were dumbfounded.

"The best wheat in the world in the north-central part of China, with its kernel flour and 8,000-year-old mountain spring water......"

Maria sighed, a walking gourmet.

Lin Yu'er was disdainful, and happened to sit next to her, and couldn't help complaining: "Noodles are noodles, they are used for eating, not for you to show off your knowledge......"

"It's terrible to be uneducated, food is a gift from God, it's not just noodles, it's a work of art!"

"Who do you say is uneducated? Believe in God and go back to your Badir, we are God's land here!"

Lin Yu'er's temper is not covered, and in an instant, the princess and the irritable lady are-for-tat.

At this time, Mai Sha directly said with a confused face: "Brother, our Huaguo family is so arrogant, just eat this?

The funny Lori sister interjected again, and the whole banquet was lively.

At this time, Lin Yan'er sat on the other side of Zhuang Feng and whispered with emotion: "Brother-in-law, what's the situation?"

Lin Yan'er put a text bag on her head, "There are so many women in the family, it seems that it is the rhythm of smoking." ”

Zhuang Feng was also thinking about this problem, if this backyard smelled of gunpowder every day, it would not be a good sign.

Some people are "hypocritical", naturally some people buy it, Goode and Mo Ning don't pick, the two of them are hungry with their chests against their backs, and they have already started eating.

There is another person, it is estimated that he can't taste the taste, the noodles have been wiped out, and he is licking the plate, this person is the unkempt warrior brought back by Zhuang Feng.

Of course, this guy is not unkempt now, but he is still mentally abnormal, and he hasn't said anything other than shouting hunger.

Seeing that Zhuang Feng was embarrassed in the women's pile, Feng Qingyang raised his hand to help him: "Ladies and gentlemen, get on the dumplings and get off the noodles, this is our Chinese tradition, and don't worry, not only noodles, but also the ...... of the marinade."

Feng Qingyang's role is now brought in very smoothly, as if it is the rhythm of the big butler under Zhuang Feng, as soon as the voice falls, the maids and aunts come out to arrange the exquisite marinade from the kitchen, which instantly injects the soul of Noodle Jun, and suddenly the atmosphere in the restaurant is different.

Noodle-kun ushered in a crazy counterattack in the comments and cold eyes of Bole!

Maria: "The best single-head deep-sea abalone shredded and stewed, the rare black truffle slices in the rainforest are steamed, and the old mother's private hot sauce is blended with golden caviar......"

Maria's eyes lit up, not because she was greedy for food, but because she was greedy for the top-notch texture of food in her eyes.

Lin Yu'er: "is still showing off culture, as if what you said is right, how can you look like a princess, just like a foodie." ”

Eyes intertwined.

The old lady who served the dishes was not afraid of big things, and interjected: "Madam, what she said is not bad at all. ”

"What do you call me?" Lin Yu'er gave the old lady a look.

Seeing this, the old aunt walked away quickly, and Feng Qingyang hurriedly explained: "Apprentice, don't be angry, this is what I requested, in the future, in this family, Brother Zhuang will be the master, so you are naturally a lady!"

"Grandpa, I don't have your grandson. Zhuang Feng quipped: "Don't talk when you eat, your jaw drops when you speak, eat quickly, I still have something to do after eating......"

Saying that, Zhuang Feng instructed Lin Yu'er: "Yu'er, don't call Maria a princess in the future, her identity as a princess is temporarily rotten in the stomach......"

Lin Yu'er understood in seconds, nodded and began to eat.

"Oops, it smells so good!"

Ever since those halons came up, Maisha's true fragrance warnings have not stopped, and after knowing that she was going to leave Badir permanently, she was afraid that she would not be able to adapt to that, but now it is good, a bowl of noodles has conquered her.

The atmosphere in the restaurant finally calmed down, and after Noodle-kun was injected with soul, its charm captured everyone.

"Ding Ding Ding Ping Pong, Ping Pong Ding ......"

The wonderful collision of plates and chopsticks, coupled with the faint sound of chewing, the rhythm of the whole food symphony makes people more and more hungry under the instinct to stop.

A simple meal of noodles, Hao is inhumane, after this meal, hundreds of thousands of Chinese coins can't be stopped, there is no way, Zhuang Feng's identity is there, this is really reasonable consumption.

Everyone was eating happily when suddenly someone came to report.

"Master, Lin Moshen is here, waiting for you in the living room......"

"Damn! This stinky boy is endless, Brother Zhuang, when you were away, he came no less than dozens of times, and now as long as you say a word, I will beat him out immediately!" Feng said lightly.

Zhuang Feng waved his hand, took the last bite of noodles, and said with satisfaction: "Let you be the first to beat him in the world, that is to lift him, forget it, it's not the time to treat him......"

Saying that, Zhuang Feng stood up and left, saying as he walked: "Beauties, eat slowly, it's not enough to add people." ”

"Bring me another bowl!" Maisha shouted, touching her stomach.

Zhuang Feng was depressed and walked past Maisha, "I said sister, how many bowls have you eaten?"

"Hey, hey!" Maisha smiled coquettishly, "Is it so delicious......

At this time, Feng Qingyang followed Zhuang Feng, and Zhuang Feng turned to him and whispered: "Settle that guy down, and you must not let Lin Moshen's people see it...... Also, ask Zhang Jinpeng to come and see me right away......"

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