Pagoda-shaped, five-storey attic, seven zhang high, one branch outstanding.

On it, hang the five big characters of 'Wumei, dumpling restaurant', plus a small black dot, which is simple and clear.

Brightly lit, candlelit gauze curtains, gray and gray at night, hazy beauty, lighthouse show.

Wumei Dumpling Restaurant, five floors, most of the people on the first floor are ordinary people, men and women, old and young, they eat some dumplings here, drink some wine, and talk about the world. ———— Jingshu.

The crowd sitting on the second floor are all rich and noble people, dressed in brocade clothes, wearing gold and jade, ordering a few pots of tea, a few dishes of side dishes, listening to music and dancing, watching the scenery, and passing the time. ———— sister-in-law.

The people walking around on the third floor are mainly men, whether rich or poor, they are here to drink and have fun, to be at ease, to be accompanied by beautiful women, to talk about the wind and snow. ———— sà lí.

The people who stopped on the fourth floor were all literati, quiet and noble, poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. ———— algae.

The people who stay on the fifth floor are all martial artists who have their breath outward, they experience the red dust here, watch the traffic, watch the people come and go, and taste the various states of life, so as to collect their hearts and minds. ———— withered.

One layer is in charge of one layer of things, and each performs its own duties.

Except for the first floor, the fourth floor has its own steps, which lead directly to the street, and the buildings are not connected to each other and are isolated from each other.

At three o'clock, there were few people on the street, except for a few soldiers on errands, everyone else had already slept peacefully.

On the first floor, a charming woman was glaring angrily at the three men in front of her, two fat and one thin, one old and two young.

Those three men Feng Jialun all knew, Feng Bingwu, Feng Jiamian, and Feng Jiayu.

Feng Bingwu is still the same, with a pig's waist face, a fat forehead, thick eyebrows, small eyes, a collapsed nose, thick lips, a big belly, and elephant legs, which is ugly.

At this moment, his ugly face was facing Jing Shu, and the thief's eyebrows peeked at her, glancing, from top to bottom, his small eyes were rolling under his eyes, and he didn't know what bad idea he was thinking.

Feng Jiamian, Feng Bingwu's son, is twenty years old this year, a student of Huifeng Academy, like Feng Bingwu, from small fat to big, from clown to big, and shameless, continuing his father's style, lustful weisuo.

He is also looking at Jing Shu, he is not very old, he looks at women very methodically, and he has his own experience, he doesn't look at his face, his chest, his buttocks, he only looks at his hands.

Ingenuity, his criteria for looking at women.

Feng Jiayu stood to the side dumbfounded, very silent, not speaking, but he was the first to notice Feng Jialun's arrival.

He turned around, frowning, his pupils dilated, and after seeing Feng Jialun, his emotions obviously fluctuated a lot, and his eyes were not good.

What a coincidence, Brother Jiayu. Feng Jialun greeted with a smile and walked slowly to Jing Shu's side.

He came suddenly, which made Feng Bingwu's face pale, and he was immediately unhappy, and he made a trip to bite the gold halfway.

Originally, he also planned to take advantage of the fact that the big names in Huifeng Town had moved away, and he was going to clean up the Wumei Dumpling Restaurant, he had already taken a fancy to the five beauties in this dumpling restaurant, and he couldn't sleep at night, thinking about it every day, and his heart was itching.

There was no time to wait, so he came in the middle of the night and threatened Wumei here, wanting to take them under his command.

However, it's not bad now, at least one Feng Jia Lun he doesn't care about, a little doll who is not yet a martial artist.

"Jia Lunxian's nephew, it's not safe to come out in the middle of the night, and now that Huifeng Town is making a lot of noise, it's better for you to stay at home. ”

Feng Bingwu said in a weird manner, openly and secretly signaling Feng Jialun not to meddle in his affairs and leave quickly, otherwise he would be polite.

"Hello, Tutor Bingwu, you are also going down the mountain?

I heard that Dean Lin has ordered that each tutor should concentrate on teaching students in the future, I really have a few questions I want to ask you, I wonder when you are free?

Feng Jialun pretended not to hear his words, and took out Dean Lin to suppress Feng Bingwu, who were also teachers and students of Huifeng Academy, and it was better to get along harmoniously.

"You?"

Feng Bingwu was angry, squinting his small eyes, and his murderous aura suddenly appeared, but he quickly suppressed it and said with a sneer.

Dean Lin is only in charge of the affairs of the Huifeng Academy, and he will not take care of the territory of the Huifeng Academy, little guy, you have found the wrong backer. ”

He is not afraid of Dean Lin in Huifeng Town, and there are old people in the family who are good friends with Dean Lin, as long as they don't make waves in Huifeng Academy.

Feng Fatty, don't call me little guy, are you called the little guy? That's only what I can call if I'm the closest to you, you dead fat man. ”

Feng Jialun was angry, the cow's temper came up, and he glared at Feng Bingwu angrily, the nickname of the little guy has always been only his sister-in-law Su Ling, but he didn't expect this dead fat man to scream today, which made him very unhappy.

Not far away, under a locust tree, a black shadow chuckled.

Feng Fatzi, don't you forget, now that General Xia Gengwu is sitting in Huifeng Town, with 200,000 soldiers and horses in hand, your last family Qiu Renru has left the Qinglong King City. ”

Feng Jialun showed his trump card and looked at Feng Bingwu coldly, now Xia Gengwu in Huifeng Town can be regarded as a hall of words, and he has the final say on everything.

Hearing this, Feng Bingwu's eyes flickered, clenched his fists, and sneered.

I don't know how long you can be sheltered by the Xia family, don't be too arrogant, kid. ”

He took Feng Jia's face and Feng Jiayu and left here.

Feng Jialun's eyes lit up, thinking that the relationship between his family and the Xia family was unstable, and at the same time, he was also enlightened, and it seemed that other people also knew that there was a rift in the relationship between his Feng family and the Xia family.

He felt that danger lurked, and the desire for strength deepened in his heart.

He was deep in thought, squinting, frowning, pursed lips, and touching his thighs.

Jing Shu walked in front of Feng Jialun, looked at his appearance, covered her mouth and smiled, and said. What are you thinking about here?

Feng Jialun came back to his senses, shook his head, and said. Didn't think about anything, wandered. ”

Jing Shu pursed her lips and didn't ask anything, the two had known each other for a long time, and she was still clear about his thinking and movements, but he didn't want to say it, and she didn't ask.

The two walked towards the dumpling restaurant, Jing Shu in front and Feng Jialun in the back.

Thank you for today, little one. Jingshu looked back and thanked Feng Jialun, and smiled, Feng Jialun was like a spring breeze.

Don't bother me, Sister Jingshu, this little favor is not something you should help. Feng Jialun smiled, laughing.

He looked at her carefully, and she was dressed beautifully today.

She has a perfect face, a pair of clear Danfeng eyes, soft red lips, crystal thin, delicate and delicate little Yao nose, delicate, white and tender, beautiful and pure, indifferent and quiet stunning and delicate, the beautiful and smooth cheeks, the face that can be broken by blowing, and the national color is fragrant.

Lily skirt, well-cut, outstanding and versatile.

He smiled happily and forgot his worries.

Beauty is like medicine, and all diseases can be cured.

It's just a pity that life forced me to enter the wrong line.

Under the locust tree, the black shadow sneered, unhappy, what a little guy, it was so good.

Is it still the same? Jingshu asked, casually, cook it herself.

Yes, the same old way. Feng Jialun replied, naturally, clean up the table.

What about the other four sisters? Feng Jialun asked, concerned.

"They have all gone to the Blue Dragon King City, and I am the only one left here. Jingshu replied, relieved.

After a pause, she continued. They went over there to find a place to reopen the Wumei Dumpling Restaurant, and they left yesterday, and they originally planned to see you and then leave, but they left more suddenly, so they didn't have time to see you. ”

The four sisters were worried about it, and they didn't know when they would see each other again. Feng Jialun said, sighing.

I don't care about you, huh? Jingshu came with broken steps, holding a plate of dumplings, all like a dance, beautiful and delicious, beautiful and appreciative.

Feng Jialun smiled hesitantly and did not speak.

In a few months, we will definitely see you again. She also sighed, and smiled.

Thirty-seven. She put the plate in front of him, thirty-seven dumplings, and he ordered thirty-six each time, one more, and she gave him, and she gave him one each time.

The lights upstairs? Feng Jialun asked, wondering why the lamp was still lit since there was no one.

There are still guests on the third floor. She replied, smiling wryly.

"What about the other buildings?"

I'm afraid of the dark, so I feel a lot more at ease when I light the lamp. ”

“ ...... ”

There was nothing to say for a while, Feng Jialun was eating dumplings, and Jingshu watched him eat, smiling and not saying a word.

After a long time, he left, she sent, sent a few zhang away, and then watched him leave, standing for a long time before she returned to the dumpling restaurant.

Turn off the lights, close the door, take a shower, and sleep.

He was the last guest, always.

"Cheap woman, you dare to touch me, uncle, I don't think you want to live anymore, don't you know my prestige in Huifeng Town? "

There are men who spit on and get angry.

Ahh......h ”

There was the sound of a whip whipping the flesh, and if you listened carefully, there was the sound of the flesh cracking, and then you heard the sound of blood and water.

"The woman spares her life, I don't know how my Feng family offended you, I am here to make amends to you, you have a lot, let us go." ”

After a long time, finally, the man begged for mercy and was completely scared.

On the way home, Feng Jialun heard the sound of killing pigs, he stopped, followed the sound quietly, and saw this funny scene.

He hides in the dark and does not show his face.

Feng Bingwu was hung from a locust tree, with his hands and feet tied, and under the tree, a woman in black took a branch and beat his fat body fiercely.

Feng Bingwu wailed non-stop, kept swaying back and forth, was beaten painfully, and was helpless, begging for mercy couldn't beg for mercy, and couldn't dodge.

Feng Jia's face was lying on the ground, and his occasionally undulating body proved that he was still alive.

He's playing dead, no, he's beaten half dead.

Feng Jiayu stood aside, dumbfounded, this time he was really stunned, silently not speaking, his eyes flickered, and he was quite cute.

Lovely people don't get beaten, only hateful people are beaten, that's what the woman in black did.

Dead fatty, let you be scared, this look is still arrogant. Feng Jialun pouted, he was very happy at this moment.

Then, the next moment, he was chased by the woman in black and ran away.

Ahh......h ”

Feng Bingwu was still wailing, swinging his fat body, even though the woman in black had already gone to chase the wind Jia Lun.

Feng Jia sat up with a face and breathed a long sigh of relief to soothe his chest.

Ahh......h ”

This time, it was changed to Feng Jialun shouting, even though the whip of the woman in black did not hit him.

He wailed, just like the real thing.

The woman in black ripped off the black mask and gave him an angry look.

She is the spirit who came with Feng Jialun.

The two no longer play around, and they have a good heart.

Do you know kung fu? Feng Jialun was surprised.

Although he recognized the woman in black as Su Ling at a glance, he was still shocked that she was also a martial arts cultivator, he never knew and never thought about it.

She doesn't embroider, she doesn't make clothes, she doesn't know how to cook, she doesn't know how to cook, she doesn't bother to wash dishes, she doesn't touch anything in the kitchen, she only knows how to eat, she doesn't touch a sword, she doesn't touch a knife, she takes him on a tour all day long, in fact, he just helps carry things.

is just such a person, and the tutor of Huifeng Academy, Feng Bingwu, is hung on a tree and beaten.

He didn't even know her completely, he looked at the sword on her back, at the whip in her hand, and panicked.

"Smack"

Su Ling gave him a slap in the face, gave him a blank look, shook his head, and sighed. My eldest brother is so smart, how could he give birth to such a stupid son as you. ”

I don't know martial arts, your father and my eldest brother will rest assured that I'm home alone?"

I'm such a famous beauty in the world, I am naturally beautiful and difficult to give up, I still feel pity when I see it, others will have no idea when they see it?

That is, do you have the brains to leave me at home, a helpless girl? If something bad happens, do you blame yourself? Do you feel distressed? Do you regret it?"

Feng Jialun thought about the scene where she had just slapped Feng Bingwu, shrunk her neck, shrugged her shoulders, and her feet trembled unconsciously.

He nodded his head in remorse.

Now that I think about it, I'm really stupid, it's not safe to leave you home alone, it's me who didn't think it through. ”

It's good to know that you're stupid, so it's a bit savvy. ”

Feng Jialun swallowed, indicating that he was powerless to refute, so he had to skip the topic.

No one knows what you know about kung fu, right? Did anyone come to harass you today? You are so beautiful, heartthrob or something, someone must have come to break through the threshold of our house, how did you send them? ”

Su Ling nodded, hummed, and his eyes signaled that Feng Jialun spoke well, encouraging him to talk like this often in the future.

"There are quite a few people who visit me, from the threshold of our Feng family to your return to the Feng Academy. ”

Su Ling dragged him up to the sky, tilted his head, pouted, and jumped.

You don't want to think about it, who is your sister-in-law and me, popular among thousands of young men, fascinated by the old and young, as soon as your father took the Feng family away, they came, and they couldn't drive away, there was no way. ”

Then why did I go home and not see a man, I knew it was an exaggeration. "Feng Jia Lun slandered, and despised Su Ling in his heart.

However, on the surface, he still pretended to be a matter of course and boasted. Indeed, my sister-in-law, you don't look at whose sister-in-law it is. ”

Who do you boast of? Su Ling was dissatisfied, scorned, and pouted.

Next, Feng Jialun praised her for a while, and Su Ling finally said the reason why no one bothered her.

It turned out that it was all Li Wutu's credit, he was so fat that his body was still quite weighty, and he shouted at the throat, that man would kill him if he didn't dare to come to the Feng family again, and whoever dared to bully Su Ling would be his enemy.

At that moment, his voice echoed throughout Huifeng Town, which was magnificent and huge, and people couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

It's just a pity that he is too ugly and too fat for her to look at.

So, when he held the peony flower again to Su Ling, Su Ling did not hesitate to give him two slaps, snapped, and beat him away.

Feng Jialun then thought of why Li Wutu covered his face and ran away after colliding with him, and he was beaten with his affection, no wonder he didn't stay for a moment.

A man and a woman, talking and laughing, stood side by side and went home.

At the gate of the Feng family's mansion, Huo Wu stood at the door vividly, waiting.

"Smack"

Su Ling gave Feng Jialun a slap on the head, and the blow was not heavy, but let Huo Wu see it.

She whispered, "Yes, little one, you have a good relationship at the age of sixteen, which is much better than your father's. ”

It just so happened that Fire Dance heard it too.

Then, Su Ling swaggered into his house.

Feng Jialun and Huo Wu looked at each other.

Sentimental?