"Let's eat!" Feng Yang picked up the chopsticks and symbolically took a bite of the dish.

The round table in the lobby was full of dishes, chicken, duck and fish, Feng Yang, as a martial artist, usually did not drink, but today he took out a rare jar of aged daughter red to entertain everyone.

Because tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, and it is also the second Spring Festival that White Cliff has spent in this world. Last Spring Festival, because he and Lu Yuan and the others had just been admitted to their favorite martial arts halls, and there were a lot of affairs, so everyone just had a meal in a hurry.

It wasn't until this year, that his cultivation was on the right track, and he and Feng Yang's family slowly became familiar with each other, so they had a normal festival.

They were not in Haocheng now, but had returned to Feng Yang's mansion in Chengdu to spend this festive night. Last year's tenants returned, leaving the mansion empty again.

Although the city of Chengdu is covered with silver makeup, it does not lose the festive atmosphere, every house is full of red lanterns, and the sound of firecrackers all over the city makes everyone in the house hear it clearly.

The family was gathered around the table at this time, although it stands to reason that the concubine could not be served, but Feng Yang was not an official eunuch, and there were not so many rules in the family.

Bai Ya now knows that this concubine's name is Huang Wan, she was a dancing girl before she got married, and later she redeemed herself and followed Feng Yang to be good.

Feng Yang's two wives, the eldest wife Du Shi is gentle and quiet, and the younger wife Huang Wan is charming and charming, which makes Bai Ya envious of his husband's Yanfu.

This is not the treatment that all martial artists have, and Feng Yang, a middle-aged handsome guy, is a little special. His face shape and long hair are very similar to the 94 version of Zhuge Liang, although he is not surnamed Tang, he is also handsome and breaks through the sky.

If it is replaced by Bai Ya, a paralyzed tiger, not to mention the Du family, even the concubine Huang Wan may not necessarily look down on him. Although people say that their background is not good, the dowry saved by the dancing girl is very rich, no worse than Du Shi Niang's treasure chest.

Bai Ya looked at the happiness of this family, and was very envious in his heart. Mo said that in this life, it was in his previous life, except for an uncle who raised him, he had no family.

Sometimes, Bai Ya often thought that Feng Yang's decision to go down from Qingcheng was not necessarily wrong.

The middle-aged martial artist is now teaching his disciples in the martial arts hall, and he is not short of money, and he is respected everywhere. The two beautiful girls hugged each other left and right, and had a bunch of children, and the so-called winner of life was talking about him.

Only by being content can he be happy, and those martial artists on Qingcheng Mountain who practice every day, including those who are innate and strong, may not be as happy as him. Although the latter has a little longer life than Feng Yang, when everyone is old and dead, it is not easy to say who is the one who leaves regrets.

"Tonight, there is good news for everyone!" In the middle of the wine, Feng Yang glanced at the concubine Huang Wan, and suddenly smiled and said to Bai Ya and Lin Mu, "Your second master, you were diagnosed two days ago, and you already have a body!"

"Congratulations sir, congratulations to the second master!" Bai Ya and Lin Mu hurriedly said hello.

"Good, this is the New Year's money for you!" Huang Wan glanced at Feng Yang with a shy face, took out two small red envelopes from her sleeves and handed them to Bai Ya and Lin Mu.

Bai Ya took the red envelope and sighed a little, this was the first time in his life that he received New Year's money other than his uncle.

"Daddy, after dinner, I might go out to see the lanterns?" Feng Yan stared at her father with big watery eyes, blinking.

"Okay, as long as you can find someone to accompany you!" Feng Yang glanced at her, stroked his long hair, and did not refuse.

Feng Yan was overjoyed and turned his head to look at Lin Mu next to him.

"Lin Mu doesn't count, everyone else at this table can!" Before Feng Yan could speak, Feng Yang added a sentence leisurely.

Feng Yan was stunned for a moment and looked around, hoping to find a helper.

At this time, everyone turned their heads very tacitly, gossiping and gossiping, stuffing their mouths with vegetables, and ignoring her. She is usually naughty and mischievous, which makes everyone accumulate a lot of anger points, and she just amplifies her moves now.

The little girl slowly flattened her mouth, and her big eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she looked like a poor little kitten.

However, she used this trick too often, and it was a little difficult to use at first.

Because everyone knows that she is eccentric, and pretending to cry is easier than eating oranges. Feng Yang often sighed that his daughter should not learn martial arts, she should act, it is definitely at the level of a famous dan.

Feng Yan is at home on weekdays, and there are only two people who eat her. One is Lin Mu, who was eaten to death by her, but now that Feng Yang eliminated him, he could only shrug his shoulders and spread his hands, saying that he couldn't help.

The other is not her mother-in-law Du Shi, but the concubine Huang Wan. Du was born in a family of eunuchs, knew well, had many rules, and was stricter with her than Feng Yang. However, Huang Wan came from a humble background, did not have so many rules, and doted on her, more dear than her mother.

But Huang Wan is now pregnant and is the key protection object of the family. Feng Yan is no longer sensible, and he doesn't dare to crowd the crowds of lanterns in the city.

As for her father, Feng Yang, he was helpless against her and kept a middle ground. As long as she doesn't make too much trouble, she generally doesn't control her much, but she doesn't indulge too much.

In the end, the only person left was Bai Ya, who was now trying to pick up vegetables, and he didn't even look at her, and it was impossible for Feng Yan to find anyone to go with him.

In Feng Yan's eyes, her mother Du Shi was the strictest in this family. But Du Shi has a weak temperament, at most she is just preaching, she is in the left ear and out of the right ear. Father is in charge of a large group of apprentices, as long as she doesn't get into trouble, she usually opens one eye and closes one eye.

Lin Mu was obedient to her, but the young man was not calm enough, and Feng Yang didn't dare to let the two of them out.

And the white cliff that Feng Yang trusted was the only person Feng Yan was afraid of at home. "Paralyzed Tiger" is not like her parents, she makes mistakes in martial arts practice on weekdays, and her little ass suffers a lot, and she is often beaten to the point that one ass is two big.

Bai Ya sometimes always felt that Feng Yan's ability to practice martial arts could persist all the time, whether it was a rebellious mentality. If he had been a little more lenient, maybe Feng Yan would have been unable to endure hardships for a long time and would not be willing to practice martial arts anymore.

"I'll go with you!"

Just when Feng Yan was disappointed, someone at the table finally spoke. Everyone looked up and found that it was Feng Yan's mother, Du Shi.

"Lady, you ......" Feng Yang was a little surprised.

"Yan'er practices martial arts weekdays, and the concubine has never seen her persist in a serious matter for so long. Du Shi said with a wry smile, "Although the concubine is opposed to letting her daughter's family practice martial arts, it is a good thing to make her less naughty and mischievous, so give her a reward tonight!"

When Du Shi talked about this, Feng Yang did not object.

"That'...... Let's go!"

Feng Yang waved his hand generously, since he was going with him, then Huang Wan was protected, and he could also go out to relax.

Bai Ya sighed, he was supposed to have an evening class. However, there was no way to refuse during the Chinese New Year, so I had to nod and agree.

......

"Mother...... Look, carp lantern!"

This carp lantern is about ten meters long, supported in the air with a bamboo pole, and there is a circle of lifelike naughty lanterns underneath, like a cluster of flowers, which looks very beautiful. Even on the lantern street, it looks very eye-catching.

Every year during the Spring Festival, there must be carp lamps in the light street, symbolizing the meaning of surplus every year.

Chengdu City has a large population, and in order to disperse the flow of people, almost every square has a light street. Even the innermost part of the city, where the Imperial Palace is located, has a section of Lantern Street. It is said that the king of Shu will take the princess to climb high and look far away, and enjoy with the people.

However, there were too many people there, and there was a pregnant woman in the group, so the crowd did not go.

There are small stalls on both sides of the lantern street, including fish fishing, slingshots, whack-a-mole and other stalls for people to play, as well as pastry stalls from major restaurants in Chengdu, as well as stalls to watch acrobatics and magic performances.

Now the stalls are crowded with people, whether they are rich or poor, everyone has a smile on their faces at this time, but all beings are equal and happy.

Bai Ya's otaku personality was attacked, and he was unwilling to crowd in the crowd with Feng Yan and Lin Mu. just walked side by side with Feng Yang, taking care of a few female dependents.

"Sir, you seem to have something on your mind!" Bai Ya occasionally looked back, and saw Feng Yangzheng frowning at him, his heart suddenly moved, and he asked.

"It's okay, let's go!" Feng Yang hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head.

"Sir, you are not as good as Feng Yan. If this matter has anything to do with me, I hope to speak up!" Bai Ya pulled the corners of his mouth and asked with a stiff smile.

"Alas, it's okay, since you insist on asking, I'll tell you!" Feng Yang hesitated for a moment, and finally said slowly.

"Dong Ming mentioned your cultivation to a certain two days ago, and he said that your mixed yuan iron cloth shirt has become a small success, and the few martial arts taught by a certain person can also reach the realm of actual combat, and you shouldn't waste time in the Feng Martial Arts Gym anymore......"

"Why did Sect Leader Dong say this, I only stayed in the martial arts hall for a year, and I didn't reach the qi realm, if I didn't stay in the martial arts hall, where could I go?" Bai Ya asked strangely.

"Dong Ming has measured your progress, and he said that when you were soaking in the medicinal bath, your whole body was swollen. It didn't take a moment for the potion to be half-cleared, which was a sign that the skin and flesh of the iron cloth shirt had reached a small level, and the medicinal properties had begun to penetrate into the bones. When the iron cloth shirt has been practiced to this extent, the aura is not far away, and it will not exceed next summer at the latest!"

Feng Yang looked at Bai Ya with burning eyes, "You tell so-and-so, what Dong Ming said is right?

"Yes, I've been practicing Mixed Yuan External Strength recently, and I do have an unbearable feeling of swelling in the acupuncture points!" Bai Ya was silent for a long time, and finally spoke, "But even if you successfully reach the Qi Realm, what can you do, it will only be a year and a half at that time, will Wang Qing let his disciples fight me?"

"If you can cultivate into a mixed yuan iron cloth shirt, there is a good chance that the three disciples accepted by Wang Qing will not be your opponents. Wusu's foundation is too shallow, and he can't win with his physical talent alone. Chen Mu also has a family heirloom iron cloth shirt, but his speed and palm power are not as good as yours. As for the last one, Cheng Buzhi, there was still a chance of winning, but after you practiced into an iron cloth shirt, he became the easiest one to deal with!"

Feng Yang's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Actually, X and Dong Ming have never worried about the outcome of your battle against them, we are thinking about another thing...... Next summer's Qingcheng faction's training selection!"