16_16409 Chapter 1179 Di Pingyu

"Mr. Di is so amazing? Feng Rushan, what's going on? Hey, I haven't gotten the spring bamboo shoots I want yet!"

Murong Xuefei was enjoying it, but unexpectedly, a Xiao Juan and Mr. Di suddenly came out of the sky, which made her very depressed and a little confused.

"Hehe, Da Zhu likes Xiao Juan, but Xiao Juan married Tie Dan, and when Da Zhu came back from making a fortune in the city, Uncle Shi also saw it, Xiao Juan has become, old lady, probably, that's what happened. ”

"I don't know if Di Yuanfang will regret coming back this time now? Hehe, Xiaojuan is really a good helper of Tiedan, but she can conclude that Di Yuanfang will not tell her father about going home in advance, and she is worthy of being Di Yuanfang's confidante, I don't know why they separated in the first place?"

I didn't go home for decades, especially after making a fortune, I didn't go home for so many reasons, Di Yuanfang had an unforgettable first love in Yilan Mountain, Feng Rushan didn't think it was strange, but I saw with my own eyes that Xiao Juan, who was gentle and beautiful in the past, became a self-proclaimed "old lady", a shrewd and spicy tavern proprietor, he still couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and stunned.

Of course, the person called Xiaojuan in the world is not necessarily very petite and beautiful, but Xiaojuan in Lanxiang Town, when she was young, Feng Rushan would rather believe that she was very petite and very beautiful.

"I still want you to say this, I'm asking you, the big man Zhang also went to carry the car, what kind of excitement did he follow, shouldn't he be, should, accompany you to have a drink? Hmph, I look at this Xiaojuan, with a vicious voice on her mouth, she must never forget Di Yuanfang in her heart, and her thief heart will not die. ”

His wife's first love suddenly returned, and he drove a luxury limited edition Pegasus brand locomotive, what should Zhang Yuchun do, Murong Xuefei, for a while, but she couldn't imagine it, but she believed that Feng Rushan should have an experience.

Murong Xuefei remembered very well that Feng Rushan had almost become a pillar of Feng Dazhu, but he had never driven a luxury limited edition famous car.

Brother Dazhu, who couldn't believe it with infinite surprise, although Xiaojuan changed her words quickly, Murong Xuefei heard it clearly.

Yuanying Zhenjun's hearing, hehe, of course not blowing.

"This, everyone goes, and he goes with him, it should be because Mr. Di has a very high prestige in Yilan Mountain. Uncle Shi, Mr. Di is just a teacher in the school, a purple armor warrior, can make a group of gangsters call Mr. without a name, there must be something outstanding, and when we meet Mr. Di tomorrow, Uncle Di is better to be polite to Mr. Di. ”

"Accompany me for a drink! Uncle Shi also remembered Senior Sister. Alas, I don't know how Senior Sister and Xiaoqing are doing now?"

Shopkeeper Sun was not there, Feng Rushan wiped his left hand, took out a gourd of Great Song Land Brew, and silently poured a cup for himself and Murong Xuefei.

As for the spring bamboo shoots, we have to wait.

"Well, don't worry, Mr. Di has seen Gangsha, I won't lose my temper. ”

Murong Xuefei is not used to speculating on Mr. Di's character and so-called excellence out of thin air, all she cares about is the news of Gangsha, at least before seeing the real person, the important thing for Mr. Di is that he knows the news of Gangsha, that's all.

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"Lord Feng, Mrs. Feng, and Lord Zheng are here, making the humble house shine, please forgive the old man for not being able to welcome him from afar, please take a seat, Alain, and serve tea to all distinguished guests. ”

Di Pingyu sat in a wheelchair, with white hair and a thin face, dressed in an ordinary gray robe, and a black blanket on his legs. Seeing Feng Rushan and the others coming in, he didn't get up, he just raised his hand and invited Feng Rushan and the others to sit down, and he didn't look at Di Yuanfang who was following behind, as if there was no such person.

"Hehe, I have heard Mr. Di's name for a long time, I will come to the door rashly, disturb Mr. Recuperation, and please don't be surprised, this is a bottle of blood pill, nourishing blood, lifting qi and concentrating, I hope it will be beneficial to Mr. Di. ”

"Hehe, the injury has been going on for a long time, the vitality is declining, this Mr. Di, time is running out, strange, Di Yuanfang didn't know it, what a strange father and son!"

Feng Rushan's cultivation of the Spring Breeze and Rain Technique was particularly sensitive to vitality, and he felt that Di Pingyu's body was far weaker than ordinary people's vitality, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

According to Zheng Zhixiang's idea, since it is getting dark, it is best for Di Yuanfang to go back first, he, Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei will stay in Lanxiang Town casually for one night, and then officially go to Yilan Village tomorrow to visit Fang Weizheng, but Di Yuanfang has to insist on four people walking together, Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei don't care, in the end, Xiaojuan found 5 wildebeests, and the four of them plus Di Qi rushed to Yilan Village overnight.

As for Di Yuanfang's Pegasus luxury limited edition locomotive, it was parked at the Lanxiang Tavern, which was said to wash the mud on the body.

"Hehe, thank you Lord Feng and Lord Zheng for your generous gifts, please try the special valley tea of Yilan Mountain, although this tea is not very famous, it is difficult to drink outside,......。 ”

Di Pingyu didn't say much, and motioned Alan to put away Feng Rushan's Blood Pill and Zheng Zhixiang's gift.

"Mr. Di is so polite, good tea,......。 ”

"Blood Pill, what is Feng Rushan doing with the Blood Pill, can he be unpredictable about Di Pingyu's situation?"

Zheng Zhixiang looked at Feng Rushan's little burden with some confusion.

The blood pill, can stimulate people's spirit, short-term stimulation potential, mostly used for seriously injured and dying people, barely save a breath, but there is no more effect, simply put, it is a fast-acting hanging pill, for the current Di Pingyu, it is very suitable, however, the blood pill is a very partial pill, ordinary people will never carry it with them if they have nothing to do, the gift prepared by Zheng Zhixiang is a piece of jade paperweight, the value is a little higher than the blood pill, but looking at Di Pingyu's appearance, this life will definitely not be used.

"Eldest Prince, please drink tea!"

Di Yuanfang is naturally not a distinguished guest, in fact, according to the habits of Gangxing Shenzhou, since Di Pingyu is here, Di Yuanfang should stand and pour tea and water, however, Alan still put four chairs, and brought five cups of tea, and put a cup for each person, as for Di Qi, he didn't serve the table at all, stayed in the side room, and ate.

"Don't dare to bother Miss Alain. Thank you!"

"The eldest prince?"

Di Yuanfang hurriedly stood up, bowed down and took the teacup handed over by Alan with both hands.

Alan looks twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dressed in white and plain skirts, with a delicate face, a down-to-earth and generous demeanor, and Di Pingyu's demeanor is intimate, and the relationship is obviously extraordinary, but this nondescript title of the eldest prince is a little weird.

Di Yuanfang lost his mother at a young age, and Di Pingyu married another wife and concubine, of course, it is not strange, but if Alan is Di Pingyu's wife and concubine, he should be called Di Yuanfang's eldest young master, not the eldest son of the bad street, but Alan is obviously not a relative or neighbor who came to help temporarily, what is going on, Di Yuanfang is also confused.

"Alain, don't move, you can afford it. Hehe, I was bitten off my legs by the evil Jiao of the Black Water Ice Pool ten years ago, if it weren't for Alain's careful care, it is estimated that the mulberry trees in front of the grave would have become shady, for your sake, Lord Feng and Zheng City Lord are here, from tonight, you will still be the descendants of my Di family. ”

Seeing that Alan was in a gesture to avoid Di Yuanfang's salute, and he didn't know what to do, Di Pingyu said lightly.

"Dad, my son is not filial!"

Di Yuanfang was in a stirring mood, took a step forward and knelt in front of Di Pingyu, choked up, couldn't say a word, unconsciously burst into tears, and hurriedly lowered his head.

Di Pingyu is a stubborn temper, hoping that his son will become a dragon, he has very high requirements for Di Yuanfang, and he is very strict, and Di Yuanfang is in the same line, when he was young, he was also a thorn, in fact, he is not a good talker now, he has his own little ideas about everything, Di Yuanfang's mother died early, and the relationship between father and son is not difficult to imagine.

When Di Yuanfang was 18 years old, he wanted to go out, but Old Man Di refused to agree, wanting Di Yuanfang to inherit his teaching position.

Yilan Village School, recruiting children in the Yilan Mountains, reading, literacy, and also teaching some basic knowledge of cultivation, is an ordinary but mountainous school, plus Di Pingyu, teaching is only two people, things are light, Di Yuanfang naturally has no attraction, father and son, do not compromise with each other, for this a big quarrel, Di Pingyu was angry, announced that he and Di Yuanfang broke away from the father-son relationship, in the family tree of the Di family, deleted Di Yuanfang's name.

Di Yuanfang said goodbye to Yilan Mountain and went away to Qingtian City, but when the father and son parted, it was forty years, and when he had his own son, when he came back, Di Pingyu was already like a candle in the wind, and he was about to dry his tears.

"Big Pillar, get up! I can wait until you go home before I die, I have no regrets, I was born in Si, I died in Si, this landscape, finally treat me Di Pingyu is not thin, hehe, let Mrs. Feng laugh, tomorrow I will trouble Lord Feng and Zheng City Lord, go and testify for Dazhuzi, Alan, bring a glass of wine, I will toast the three VIPs. What are you crying about, the man of the old Di family only bleeds, not tears, but it's a pity that my three grandsons didn't come this time, I guess I can't see it,......。 ”

Di Pingyu's gray and vicissitudes of life had an expression of wanting to cry and laugh, although he was forced to suppress himself, he couldn't help but be a little incoherent.

Although he is a purple-armored warrior, but in the battle of Heishui Bingtan back then, he was really injured, not only lost two legs, but also suffered damage from his internal organs.

Right and wrong back then, it is meaningless, in fact, the son and the father do not like each other, and it doesn't matter whether it is right or wrong, but Di Pingyu is still unwilling to bow to his son first, not to let Alan reveal his true situation to the outside world, and also forbids anyone else to go to Qingtian City to bring a word to Di Yuanfang.

He was arrogant all his life, and he refused to become a grandson himself in order to see his grandson.

In fact, Di Yuanfang is very low-key, and there are few people in Yilan Mountain who know his current situation.

Di Yuanfang recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors, of course, no one would object, but the necessary procedures and ceremonies were still indispensable