One Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty: Middle 2 Teenager Feng Huaijie (2)

Genius remembers the address of this site in a second: (Apex Chinese), the fastest update! No advertisements! Huang Song's background is a shortcoming that cannot be ignored, and ordinary families look down on him.

This time is just right to be an official, it will not lower your own style, and at the same time it can bring help to Huang Song and increase his bargaining chips.

If you wait for Huang Song to calm down the world before taking refuge in him, it will be just icing on the cake, and he is not uncommon.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Pengji, a bandit, suddenly emerged, muddling up the increasingly clear situation by herself, and finally made a comeback.

Be silly!

Really stupid!

What about Feng Jue?

How can Huang Song, who is poor and has no foundation, ask Feng Jue to help him with all his strength!

Tang Yao and Feng Jin had very similar thoughts at the beginning, Feng Jue was so deviant, so he might as well go to sea and be the lord to conquer the world.

Be the lord and the counselor yourself, you can do both.

If Feng Jue's career improves, Feng's will still be his most solid trump card.

Isn't this better than relying on Huang Song?

To make a popular analogy, the super-rich N-generation weighted N-generation department does not start their own businesses but helps ordinary middle-class kids start their own businesses and conquer the world.

My brain is flooded!

All in all, he doesn't understand the thinking of learning God.

"Feng Sanlang went out to help Huang Song, neither for fame nor for profit, nor for the sake of spreading his ambitions and sweeping the world..." Tang Yao thought of something, a suspicious blush appeared on his face, and he thought about it, "Maybe, he assisted Huang Song." Huang Song had another reason? If Huang Song was defeated, Feng Sanlang's life was safe but he was "between the square inch of land and the mountains and wilds", perhaps his wish was fulfilled."

The more he talked, the more Tang Yao believed in his own judgment.

Rubbing his hands excitedly, he seemed to have discovered a piece of gossip.

What kind of eyes does Mr. Yuan Jing have? He can't see through the students' brains?

According to Tang Yao's logic, Feng Ren didn't beat Feng Jue to death because of his father's true love for his son, and Feng Jue did his best to help Huang Song but didn't ask for anything else, maybe it was some kind of true love? Ha ha - such a "seamless" logic is awesome!

Mr. Yuan Jing felt tired.

He faintly understood the real reason why Feng Jue helped Huang Song.

"Speaking of which, Feng Sanlang is quite similar to the teacher when he was young—"

Tang Yao let out a cry, and looked up at Yuan Jing.

"resemblance?"

"It's very similar." Mr. Yuan Jing laughed, "Highly talented, arrogant, arrogant and egotistical. It's because there is no difficulty in learning anything, so I have the idea of ​​'all beings are stupid and I am the only one who is smart'. On the one hand, I feel that there is nothing wrong in the world. It is difficult to get yourself, and at the same time, you are tirelessly looking for things that can make you frustrated. As a teacher, the "world of peaches and plums" is the way, and it is naturally out of this idea."

I feel that I am too smart, and I have to find a difficult thing to baffle myself, otherwise it will be too boring.

Life is so long, is it possible to be bored for a lifetime?

Decadent bastard, get up!

Of course, the idea of ​​such a secondary school only came up when I was young.

After years of precipitation and growth, Mr. Yuan Jing really likes the feeling of teaching and educating people, and he earnestly follows his own way.

Feng Jue is probably the same.

"Probably for Feng Sanlang, it is very interesting to help an impossible person to ascend to the world." Mr. Yuan Jing said with a wry smile, "Although we have never met each other, this Feng Sanlang made me feel kind of like a teacher. Seeing the boy's own feeling. I don't know if he has found his own 'Tao' or is still walking blindly. If it is the former, even if he loses, he will have no regrets, right?"

Because I don't know what I really want, so I will waste time and time, and I won't feel regretful if I lose it.

When Feng Jue really matures, will he feel heartbroken and regretful when he looks back on the past?

Mr. Yuan Jing sighed.

At midnight, Cheng Mansion.

"Retreat, retreat, really retreat!" The doctor took Cheng Cheng's temperature, and the fever began to subside.

The servant girl in the room immediately passed the good news to Mrs. Cheng, Cheng Yuan and Cheng San who were anxiously waiting outside.

When the three of them heard the good news, they burst into tears of joy.

It's good to reduce the fever,

If Cheng Cheng fell, their backbone would also be gone.

Madam Cheng clasped her hands gratefully, and said, "Son, remember to prepare a generous gift tomorrow and come to thank you in person."

Cheng Yuan also nodded heavily with red eyes.

They stayed up for a few more hours, and the dawn broke and the first rays of sunlight broke through the clouds.

"Wake up, master wake up!"

Good news came one after another, and Mrs. Cheng excitedly walked to Cheng Cheng's bed with the support of her children.

"Wenfu, Wenfu..."

Mrs. Cheng was emotional, and tears welled up in her eyes, and then fell down.

Cheng Cheng felt that his body was heavy, his limbs could not move, his eyelids were as heavy as if they had been poured with lead, and he couldn't open them no matter what.

When he was seriously ill, he was faintly conscious and could hear outside voices.

Hearing that his relatives were so worried about him, Cheng Cheng's grief over the loss of his eldest son also subsided a little.

After struggling to open his eyes, he flicked his fingers a few times, and the blurred vision gradually became clear.

He felt that he had been lying down for a long time, his body was so numb that it didn't feel like his own, and it took him a while to recover.

"lady……"

Cheng Cheng rolled his eyes and landed on his second son and daughter kneeling beside him, feeling warm in his heart.

He was about to raise his hand, but he was held tightly by his wife before he raised it much.

Cheng Cheng pulled out a weak smile, "My husband has already woken up. This is a happy event. Don't cry anymore... You also persuade her to cry too much and hurt her eyes."

Cheng Yuan and his sister stepped forward to persuade Mrs. Cheng, and the family of four lingered in a warm atmosphere.

People in the world say that sickness comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread, but this is not suitable for Cheng Cheng.

The doctor took his pulse, and was surprised to find that Cheng Cheng's body seemed to have no hidden dangers except for some weakness.

On the contrary, because of this serious illness, the stagnation of the sickness will be relieved, and the body will be restored after a while of cultivation.

"This is really strange, unheard of!"

The doctor sighed.

Mrs. Cheng's heart moved, and she opened her mouth to tell Cheng Cheng what Yuan Jing said.

"Sir, you're so straight-up—" Cheng Cheng also revealed a surprised look, and said, "Madam doesn't know something, because her husband is seriously ill, and Ke felt faintly that her body was getting lighter and lighter, and there seemed to be countless voices in her ears." , Not long after, I had a mysterious and mysterious dream. There were only a few pictures in the dream, but the content of the dream was consistent with my husband’s assertion—even my two sons and one daughter were lost, and even my wife died of illness.”

Madam Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly grabbed Cheng Cheng's hand.

"How can this be done?"

Cheng Cheng said, "Didn't you say that you changed your fate? The bad luck has turned into good luck. This is already blessed by God."

The death of the eldest son is irreversible, but Cheng Cheng really does not want to lose the other two children.

Mrs. Cheng said, "In the future, I will do more good deeds. I only hope that God will attribute this kindness to Xun'er, and hope that he will have no worries in the next life!"

Such mysterious things happened, and Mrs. Cheng also believed in the rhetoric of accumulating good deeds.

Cheng Cheng said, "Well, I will be with you as my husband."

He held his wife in his arms, and the husband and wife remained silent.

But Cheng Cheng thought more in his heart, which strengthened his belief even more!

What he is doing now is conducive to enlightening the wisdom of the people. If it is really successful, isn't it a great good enough to last forever?

I only hope that this move can take care of the late eldest son a little bit.