Chapter 92: Widow?
With the old man Feng there, Feng Jiuyou went back to his house on his own.
After coming back from the county for so long, she hasn't taken care of herself.
Jiang Huai sent Feng Jiuyou back to the room, and then sat on the stone bench with the old man and chatted.
After a while, the smell of food came from the stove room, and the fragrance was so violent and stimulating that the Feng family, who were already hungry, couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
Jiang Huai's throat also rolled.
Watching the plates of dishes with all colors and aromas served on the table, Jiang Huai was shocked again.
These dishes were like nothing he had ever seen before.
"Childe, let's sit down and eat." Old Man Feng spoke.
JAC opened his mouth casually.
"Did the ancestor of the Feng family open a restaurant? I've never seen this dish before. ”
Feng Jiuyou glanced at him with that kind of smile again, this man was playing the old man's words again.
Old Man Feng paused for a moment, but soon returned to sitting at the dinner table as usual, and said with some nostalgia:
"The ancestor did open a restaurant, but it was not well managed and went out of business."
Jiang Huai knew that things were not so simple, and when he received Feng Jiuyou's warning look, he didn't dare to ask again.
Then he sat down at the dinner table honestly.
The Feng family is not like other families, only men can be served, which Feng Jiuyou is very satisfied with.
Because it was summer, the meal in the garden was not only spacious but also cool.
In the past few days, there will be people from the Feng family who have gone to the mountains one after another to catch some game and come back.
So except for a plate of green vegetables and a plate of hot and sour radishes on the dinner table, they are basically meat dishes, and they are all peppers.
Jianghuai was not used to the spicy taste at first, but after getting used to it, he accelerated the speed of eating, and he couldn't control it for a while, and he actually ate it.
Although he was still sitting there expressionless, he was still seen through by Feng Jiuyou's fiery eyes.
The moment he was targeted by Feng Jiuyou, Jiang Huai knew that he was exposed.
He didn't leave a trace, glanced at the others, and saw that no one else noticed anything unusual, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he regain a little confidence.
After digesting it for a while, Jiang Huai got up and said goodbye and left.
The Feng family did not stay overnight, and there was really no place for this big Buddha.
Jiang Huai had just left the entrance of the village, and as soon as he arrived, a black shadow flashed in front of him.
"Master." Dark Eight bowed his hand, and the tip of his sensitive nose moved unconsciously.
Where did the master go to eat meat, it tastes so good!
"Don't want your nose?" Jiang Huai said coldly, he should really let him stay in the county and let Dark One follow.
"Don't dare." Dark Eight said that he didn't dare, but his nose was quite honest, and he couldn't help but take a sip.
"How's the investigation going?" Jiang Huai also knew the smell of food on his body, and it didn't go down so quickly, and he didn't say anything.
Even people with such strong self-control can endure it.
"The Feng family fled from Taoyuan County, and the whole village was relocated, except for the people who died on the road, most of the villagers have settled in Daqing Mansion, and only a small number of people followed the Feng family to Huainan Mansion."
When Dark Eight said this, he was a little speechless and stopped.
"That's all you find?" Jiang Huai looked displeased and asked coldly.
"No, I heard from the villagers that Mrs. Feng married away from home, and after her husband died of illness, she was picked up by the Feng family, so not many people know about Mrs. Feng's previous affairs."
These things are the rhetoric of the Feng family, so it is easy for Dark Eight to find out.