He doesn't understand any woman's intuition, and the women who have been in close contact with him since he was a child, except for his late mother, are only little foxes.

His mother is a woman who is too traditional to be more traditional, and she is diligent at home every day. His father is responsible for the family income, while his mother is responsible for the household chores.

Although she looks like a petite and weak woman, she is smooth and methodical in her work. His father was naturally a sloppy ghost, and after killing pigs all day long, he always had an oily smell on his body that could not be washed away, like rolling out of a lard jar, but it was also a professional characteristic. But the house was in trouble, on the table and chairs, all the places that could be touched by his father could not avoid being coated with an oil film, and he was so tired that he was dizzy.

His mother was used to all of this, and she was naturally experienced in dealing with it. Soak the soaphorn picked from the mountains in warm water three times a day, and the utensils in the house are polished and shiny, but they are not greasy but clean.

The floor of his inner hall is a marble floor that few people in this village can afford, and it was his father who went to the city to hire craftsmen, and hired a lot of manpower to transport pieces of marble across dozens of miles of mountains here, and cutting, paving, and polishing were carried out in the open space in the village. It is said that a lot of money was paid, and it took a full half a year to get completely well.

His father said that this is the family's card, and it is indispensable to go to the inner hall to invite people to eat at home, and there is a tablet of the ancestors on the high place, which is probably regarded as the glory of the ancestors, at least his father thinks so.

Under the scrubbing of his mother day after day, the marble became smoother and smoother like a mirror, when Chen Feng was a child, when he was running and playing here, he always didn't pay attention to slipping and falling, but Chen Hu, who had always doted on Chen Feng, never blamed his mother for causing him to fall on the buttocks.

Every time his mother hurriedly ran over and helped Chen Feng, who had broken his butt into eight petals, to help him up, Chen Hu only had a strong love in his eyes.

At that time, Chen Fengzi, who was ignorant, didn't understand anything, he just felt that his father was powerful, and he made a lot of money from scratch, so much that he couldn't spend all day eating meat all day. When the people in the village looked at the marble floor of his house, the majesty and foreign atmosphere on his father's face were like that of a wealthy old man.

And his mother just stood aside with a spring breeze on her face and watched the sturdy man directing this and that, as if she was watching a very beautiful and gorgeous sunset.

Mother doesn't say much to him, usually only don't touch your head and don't fall your legs, the big and small things in the family are generally decided by the father, but the father listens to the mother's words, although the mother says little, but as long as he speaks, the father will probably do it.

The emaciated face appeared in front of his eyes, and he was a little distressed.

And what about the little fox?

He thought of the other important woman in his life, his mother had been with him for nine years, and the little fox had been with him for six years. When the boy just got out of the ignorant chaos, he hid into the mountains and was with the little fox. At the beginning of love, the spring buds were fierce for a long time, and he got along with that lovely girl day and night, and seemed to have some kind of affection that he had never experienced before.

Strange and weird, like ...... Itchy.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he slept with the little fox in a newly built bamboo hut across a barrier, and he saw the little fox's bare shoulders and back due to the summer heat, and he felt the urge to hug it. But that feeling can't be revealed after all, and in the green time, the secret is also a kind of romance.

His impression of the little fox is more that the little fox is innocent, stubborn and cute, as well as the porcelain doll-like skin at first sight and the smart eyebrows and eyes when they grow later, which is the scenery in the depths of the mountains and the scenery in his life. However, despite all the circumstances, there is not half a word.

It wasn't until the time of separation that I realized the weight of my heart.

One point of stubbornness, nine points of reluctance, is this the love at the end of the three thousand words?

At this time, thinking of the past, I only felt that all kinds of emotions surged in my heart, but I suddenly choked.

I just hope I don't fail that promise.

What about this Wu Wenjie?

It's just the fate of the same road, Chen Feng thought to himself, although he accidentally touched the moldy head and fought with this heroic woman, but I saw that this woman should not be the master of grudges, so forget it. Why should he be his husband? He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to think about it.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng was discouraged, firstly because he had an epiphany, he improved too quickly, and his breath was still erratic, and secondly, because he had not practiced the exercises of the Qi Refining Realm at all, which was equivalent to having a full breath and had stepped into the threshold of the Qi Refining Realm, but he had not started at all. I still have to hurry up and find the method at this cheap master, so that I can quickly improve my realm.

I still have to take one step at a time, since I need to stay now, I can only bite the bullet and see what medicine is sold in the gourd of the father and daughter. Although Shi Niang said that she was only in a state of divine soul and couldn't help herself, since she asked herself to stay, she naturally wouldn't kill herself.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, this master really wants to die by herself, and she still needs to design? He thought of Shi Niang's methods in the dark space, and his heart was secretly stunned.

However, Shi Niang said that her lifespan is measured in 10,000 years, although Chen Feng has no concept of such a long lifespan, but the pig lives for 10,000 years and is a pig demon, not to mention that it is a demon who has attained Dao cultivation?

Shi Niang is naturally more proficient in the world than herself, so Chen Feng also trusts her, and at the moment, he will wait for Wu Wenjie to come to him.

Will she come? Chen Feng didn't know, so he could only choose to believe it.

He paced around the room, and after talking to the master in amber, he suddenly felt very tired, as if he had been drained of a lot of energy, and he fell asleep on the bed.

He slept until the moonlight entered the window lattice, and a gentle knock on the door woke him up, and he patted his forehead, annoyed that he had slept for so long, and then hurriedly straightened his clothes and ran to open the door.

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Outside the door, the moonlight poured down like water, but there was a lovely child in a purple dress standing beautifully.

I saw that this woman had a golden hairpin on her head, jade beads in her ears, exquisite makeup between her eyebrows and eyes, and silk boots on her feet, like a fairy in the clouds, but she didn't speak, just stood at the door, looking at him quietly, he was a little infatuated.

It wasn't until the jade pendant in his arms was hot that he suddenly woke up and found that this person was actually ......

Wu Wenjie!

He was shocked that Wu Wenjie was so beautiful in women's clothes, and he was a little embarrassed because of the embarrassment just now, scratching his head and asking with a smile:

"Why is the eldest lady here at this time?"