The establishment of the Salesian Bureau cannot be said to be a good opening, but there must still be an unveiling ceremony, everyone will have a lively time, and the neighbors will also know each other.

After all, the elderly and children can't be confined in the yard and don't go out, they always have to interact with the outside world. No matter how difficult life is, there must still be happiness.

Choosing a good day, Feng Ziang sent a letter to Zhuo Yunfan in advance, and the younger brothers and sisters also rushed back in advance, only the sixth sister Feng Siyu was still looking for her Yu Gongzi outside.

Early in the morning, everyone changed into new clothes and was busy working in the courtyard of the Salesian Bureau.

The academy is closed today, and the children are all coming to join in the fun.

There are small red lanterns made by children on the trees, red silk hanging under the corridor, flowers moved from the Silk House on the ground, and all kinds of dry goods, sweets, snacks, and tea are placed on the table.

The kitchen of the academy next door was busy, and the smell wafted through the street.

The signboard of the Salesian Bureau was hung up early in the morning, covered with a red silk cloth, just waiting for the auspicious time to arrive, and the head of the Feng family unveiled it.

The neighbors came to cheer, and the old man found the old man to chat, play chess, and bask in the sun; Adults help out; Children were running around in the crowd, making a fuss.

After everything was arranged, the neighbors sat in the yard drinking tea and chatting.

Feng Ziang stood outside the courtyard, looking at the plaque covered with red silk, fifteen years, finally achieved something, and lived up to his father's last wish: raised his younger brothers and sisters, set up a medical center, opened a college, and built a Salesian Bureau.

Zhuo Yunfan came, pulled a cart of gifts, and stuffed 100,000 taels of silver tickets.

Mo Qing came and sent two kung fu masters and two carts of wooden weapons.

Lao Zhixian came, and took three loads of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

The owner of Qingfeng Village in Songzhuling quietly sent someone to send a cart of grain, they are bandits, and it is almost okay to be with the government, it is better to stay away from the people, so as not to cause trouble.

Although Fengshuang Pavilion is not the master who is afraid of trouble, it is better to have more than one thing.

Uncle Mo Qing gave a gift, Feng Ziang could think that the entire Fengshuang City was built by General Meng, and after it was completed, Uncle Mo Qing was responsible for helping and supporting it, so that it could develop and grow so quickly. Otherwise, it is a question of whether they can survive with their helpless orphans.

The gifts given by Zhuo Yunfan, Lao Zhixian, and Qingfeng Zhai were completely unexpected by Feng Ziang. Zhuo Yunfan's gift was too heavy, and he didn't send a letter at all in Lao Zhixian and Qingfeng Village.

For so many years, in addition to General Meng's care, the Feng family has been self-reliant, and General Dream has not interfered in many things, allowing them to hit the wall by themselves, and then grow rapidly.

Several older brothers and sisters of the Feng family are used to taking responsibility, and now, being so taken care of by people other than the Dream Family Army, everyone's hearts are warm and want to cry.

Everyone arrived, Feng Changle lit the prepared firecrackers, and in the crackling noise, two men in white jumped up, took off the red silk on the plaque, and fell to the ground. It's Feng Ziang and Zhuo Yunfan.

The red plaque has three large golden letters: Salesian Bureau.

The crowd applauded and cheered.

Zhuo Yunfan took the brush in Chang'an's hand, flew up, brushed a few times, and two lines of small golden characters fell on the side: Happiness and health, lofty ambitions.

There was another round of applause and cheers from the crowd.

Zhuo Yunfan printed another seal next to the two lines of small characters.

A master climbed up the ladder, looked closely at the seal, and almost fell off the ladder first.

"It's Lord Chinchazhuo." The old master was so excited that he forgot to come down.

The crowd hulala knelt down, Zhuo Yunfan and the Feng family brothers and sisters were busy helping everyone up, and Feng Ziang helped the old master down the ladder.

The flowing water mats in the courtyard have been set up, and the neighbors have been invited into the courtyard to eat, and people have looked left and right, but they have not seen the place where the gifts are received, and there is not even an empty table.

The people of Fengshuang City have received a lot of favors from the Feng family, and there is nowhere to report on weekdays, you send the fourth master a jar of wine today, and the Feng family will send two catties of meat tomorrow.

Today, I finally had a chance to follow the group, everyone came with money, although the money still had to be spent on them in the end, but the heart always arrived.

But now I can't even find a recipient.

An aunt saw the master who had just climbed the ladder, grabbed it, pulled it into the classroom, and pressed it on the stool behind the table of the Eight Immortals. A little girl quickly laid out the paper and handed over the pen, while the aunt collected the money, the little girl reported the name of the person, and the master had to write it down one by one.

Feng Ziang wanted to stop it, but the neighbors surrounded the inner and outer three floors, and he couldn't get in at all.

Zhuo Yunfan pulled him aside, and the people's hearts were accepted.

The brothers and sisters of the Feng family began to arrange for the elderly and children to be served, and the people who had finished the ceremony spontaneously sat next to the old man and child, and served a dish and soup for the old man and child.

Looking at the lively people eating in the courtyard, Zhuo Yunfan finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked the question in his heart: "How did you do it?" ”

During the scientific expedition in the capital, he heard the storyteller in the restaurant talk about the incident fifteen years ago, but the storyteller only talked about how tragic the tragedy was and how General Meng was seriously injured.

The Feng family is only one of the innocent victims, and there is no more detail. The news found in the first day of the first year: three years after that incident, the Feng family moved to Fengshuang City, and in another two years, the parents of the Feng family died of illness, and Feng Ziang led his younger brothers and sisters to gradually prosper Fengshuang City.

Who built Maple Frost City? Whether it is General Dream behind the Feng family, Zhuo Yunfan can't be sure.

"If you want to know, stay at night and I'll tell you." Feng Ziang smiled with a spring breeze on his face.

How strange does this sound like this, Zhuo Yunfan's face is black, when did this kid learn badly.

"Drink with Uncle Moqing at night." Finally won once, Feng Ziang was in a good mood, and happily beckoned everyone to eat and drink.

There was no one to receive the gift over there, and the aunt was holding a big bag of copper coins and broken silver, carrying the account book, and stuffing her brain into Fengziang's arms.

"Not much money, for so many years, thanks to the care of the sons of the Feng family, this is a little heart." After speaking, I chose a place to eat by myself.

Before Feng Ziang could sigh, a voice sounded in his ears: "Don't cry, so many people are watching." ”

Fengzi Ang rolled his eyes at Zhuo Yunfan, and left with the money bag.

Zhuo Yunfan shook the folding fan and walked to the table of Lao Zhixian, Mo Qing was telling everyone interesting things in the barracks, and the fourth and fifth elders of the Feng family were accompanying them.

The elderly and children were well taken care of, and when they were full, they went back to their rooms to chat and rest, and the children were tired of running and gathered around their grandparents to listen to stories.

After the meal was eaten, it was past noon, and the neighbors all went back, leaving a few enthusiastic aunts to help clean up.

The old man and the children went to take a lunch break, and the children of the Feng family began to eat.

After eating, Mo Qing and Lao Zhixian went to rest, the brothers and sisters of the Feng family went to do their own thing, and the children also went home to rest.

"You take me around the streets." Zhuo Yunfan's name is Feng Ziang.

"You go by yourself." The two big men went shopping, but Feng Ziang refused.

"Lord Zhuo, I'll take you there, the most interesting place is the Silk Building, I know that place well." Feng Xunyun volunteered.

"You dare." Feng Ziang instantly returned to his usual seriousness.

"Then why did you let Lord Zhuo go around by himself? He didn't know each other. "Feng Xunyun spread his hands, am I wrong? I'm not wrong, landlord's friendship, don't you want to do it?

"I'll go." Feng Zi said, "Xiao Wu is unreliable. ”

Zhuo Yunfan and Feng Ziang left the academy side by side.

Chang'an didn't know whether he should follow or not, thinking that the adult's money bag was still on him, he just took a step and was pulled by Feng Xunyun.

"My lord's purse is mine."

"In Fengshuang City, follow my brother, and still let Lord Zhuo spend money? I'll take you to the Silk House in a moment. "Feng Xunyun saw that everyone wanted to take it to the Silk Building.

"I'm not going." Chang'an refused.

"And you're guarding the door at home?"

"It's so early, the flower building hasn't opened, right?" Chang'an didn't want to stay and watch the door, Feng Changle was too noisy.

"When am I going and when is the door open?"

"Only drinking?" It's not that I haven't been to Hualou, but it's only limited to drinking.

Cangyue Xunyun took Chang'an to the Silk Building, the Silk Building had indeed not opened the door yet, Feng Xunyun knocked on the door, and the side door was opened to let them in.

As soon as Feng Xunyun entered the Silk Building, he entered Su Chengcheng's room.

Feng Cangyue took Chang'an around the lobby and sat down at his small table.

Needless to say, the little girl has already brought the food and drinks.

Feng Cangyue looked at the wine jar and said to the little girl, "Brew peach blossoms into a jar." ”

The little girl agreed.

Chang'an looked at the little girl's pace, she was a kung fu person.

The girls had just had lunch, and they were practicing and painting in their rooms, and there were only a few rough maids cleaning in the lobby.

Chang'an looked at the past one by one, and none of them were simple.

The little girl quickly brought the peach blossom stuff and added two more side dishes.

Feng Cangyue poured a cup for Chang'an.

Chang'an savored it, it is a rare wine.

"How?" Feng Cangyue asked.

"Not bad." Chang'an replied.

"The chief guard has good eyesight."

Chang'an smiled knowingly.

Tasting wine, asking people, the Feng family brothers are treating adults as their own.

Feng Ziang took Zhuo Yunfan to walk slowly on the street, and when he met a shop he liked, he went in and took a turn.

After walking through the street and the river embankment, I turned around along the flood canal, and then I went into the mountains for a stroll.

Zhuo Yunfan looked at this layout and secretly admired it in his heart.

"Maple Frost City was built by General Dream." Feng Ziang said bluntly.

"You're going to tell me?" Zhuo Yunfan was moved, this should be considered a secret, the terrain has been seen, and the people behind the scenes have also been exposed, "Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?" ”

"A bad guy of 100,000 taels?" Feng Ziang pouted.

Well, 100,000 taels is a little more.

"All of this is the credit of General Dream, we are just a group of orphans who have nothing to rely on, it is General Dream who gave us stability and taught us skills, so that we have the prosperity of Maple Frost City."

"Stop, stop, stop, I got it." Zhuo Yunfan stopped Feng Ziang.

If you continue to talk about it, it won't be a hundred thousand taels of content that you can listen to, in case you regret it and kill me and Chang'an, it will be too wrong.

Feng Ziang took Zhuo Yunfan to a pavilion by the flood canal, condescendingly, and the entire Fengshuang City was in full view.

Maple Frost City is stable and peaceful in the twilight.

"When my father and mother were alive, their biggest wish was to be safe and secure, not a family's small wealth, but a lot of people's small wealth."

"So they work very hard to help people in need, and they also teach us to repay kindness and spread kindness."

"Our brothers and sisters have always remembered the teachings of our father and mother, and with the help of General Meng, we have been able to survive without resentment."

"It's just that this city alone is still too insignificant. How many cities are there in this world, and how many people are suffering in them? After a levee and eighty-three bones, how many families are shattered? ”

"What our brothers and sisters have done is just a drop in the bucket." Fengzi looked in the direction of the embankment, and deep sadness spread in his heart.

When I was a child, I felt difficult because I didn't have the ability, but when I grew up, I had the ability, but when I stood on a high place and saw more sadness, I was still hopeless and hesitant in my heart.

As it slowly darkened, the long street began to light up, and soon it was as bright as day.

Each household gradually took the lamp, and Fengshuang City was warm.

Zhuo Yunfan held Feng Ziang's cold fingers.

"A spark can start a prairie fire, and a glimmer of light can illuminate the night."

"Is that okay?" Feng Ziang was not sure.

"Yes." Zhuo Yunfan's tone was firm.

I couldn't see each other's faces clearly in the darkness, but there was light rising from the bottom of my heart.