Entertainment News Headlines - Chapter 413
Chapter 407 habit
Feng Zhongliang is still praising Pei Yi, and Jiang Se also understands the reason why Pei Yi has not discussed the exercise with her.
Such drills are dangerous. No wonder Mr. Pei called to blame him in the mall that day.
Feng Zhongliang said, “Wealth and wealth are in danger,” but she cares more about his safety and is a little worried about him.
She was silent and did not speak. When Xiao Liu came back, she said that Wang’s mother was ready for dinner. She washed her hands and wiped the water stains with her kerchief, acting carefully and carefully, and finally took out hand cream from her bag.
Xia Chaoqun takes every inch of her skin very importantly. The details of her daily life are reminded again and again, and she pays more attention to it than herself, and it becomes a habit over time.
“Why don’t you speak?”
Although she came here temporarily and the time is short, Feng’s family has a special cook and still produces four dishes and one soup.
Each meal is exquisite, but the portion is not large. Feng Zhongliang has already used dinner, but in order to fear that she may feel embarrassed, he still let the servant set the table and chopsticks and sit with her.
“Just a little worried, grandpa, do you think this drill is too dangerous?”
She took the chopsticks and asked, Feng Zhongliang shook his head:
“People are alive, there is no easy thing, just like I have a few sons, it is not a climate, but I also want to fight for power in the company, I am afraid of losing money.”
When he said this, he smiled slightly, and Jiang Se felt even more uncomfortable.
Feng Zhongliang would never mention these words to her when she was not born again. After the rebirth, perhaps her attitude changed. She felt that Grandpa was not as serious and inaccessible as she imagined. In his arrogant and solemn surface, It’s an old man who lives alone and is a little afraid of loneliness.
Her eyes were wide open, moist and clean, without a word, and the eye sockets were a little red.
“Stupid boy.” Feng Zhongliang looked at her like this, pursed the corners of his mouth, and laughed, his eyes soft:
“A Yi is not a child. He has a sense of what he does. Any decision he makes should be borne by him.”
I don’t know if Jiang Se’s gaze touched Feng Zhongliang, and he asked Wang Ma to pour him some wine.
There are all kinds of health wines in the house, but Feng Zhongliang is more restrained when he gets older and rarely touches the things in this cup. Today, he should be in a rare mood.
The wine was maroon red and smelled of medicine. He pointed to the glass:
“The old ginseng inside was personally dug up in Changbai Mountain…”
When he joined the revolutionary army in his early years, he was active in Changbai Mountain.
“I just got married that year. The invading army blew up a railroad track in Huaji Province, falsely claiming that they were attacked and captured Huaji.” Then Huaji fell, which was the first shot of the Japanese invasion of China. It’s about to happen.
Young Feng Zhongliang had no resignation to join the army, bid farewell to his wife and rush to Huaji.
“The conditions were difficult at the time, and there were invaders everywhere. We could only move underground.” He talked freely, and his face flushed:
“Once I was besieged in Changbai Mountain for several days and nights. I had no dry food to eat, so I dug out wild vegetables and chewed. I didn’t dare to make a fire for fear of being found and leaving traces.” Under such circumstances, he dug up two ginseng plants and was reluctant. have eaten.
It is estimated that the wine is on the top and the atmosphere is so good, he blurted out:
“Your grandma is not in good health. I always want to take this thing back to her to take a look, and I have asked the doctor to see how to fix it and supplement her.”
He didn’t realize what he said, but he heard Jiang Se’s heart rise and fall.
“What happened later?”
Knowing that the events of the year have passed, she still worried about him when she heard Feng Zhongliang mention these old events.
He smiled and looked at the anxiety on Jiang Se’s face. This face is obviously different from Feng Nan. It looks different, is different in age, and has a different name. But in a trance, he always feels like his granddaughter Feng Nan sitting. In front of me, obediently listened to him talking about the past.
Feng Zhongliang shook her head and saw that she was holding the chopsticks, and the food in front of her was gone, and she couldn’t help but sinking:
“Eating and talking! The dishes are also cold.”
She agreed, then bowed her head to pick up the rice, but still stared at him with a pair of eyes, which made Feng Zhongliang laugh:
“Later, I was lucky and got my life back.” He beat his leg twice. “He also brought this ginseng back. It was originally intended for your grandma to take, but she was reluctant and finally took it secretly. This ginseng makes me soak in wine.”
In the past, Feng Zhongliang never said these things to juniors, so that Jiang Se never knew that the relationship between grandpa and grandma was such a good relationship when they were young.
No wonder Mrs. Feng passed away very early, but Feng Zhongliang never meant to continue.
There are a lot of big brothers in Hong Kong who marry aunts, but he has never thought about it at all. He is also very decent when doing business. There has never been lace news.
Jiang Se couldn’t help being a little envious of such a couple’s mutual admiration. Feng Zhongliang didn’t talk about love and love like a young man, but the sincere feelings between husband and wife were revealed in his words.
He missed the old lady Feng, dug out wild ginseng, reluctant to eat it, and brought it back all the way to make up for her, but she missed her husband and brought the ginseng to make wine for him.
“Women are all like this, they love to worry about me, I am afraid that I will be injured from that place, and I will be at the root of the disease.” He said here, his eyes softly: “Just like you.”
How many years has he not mentioned his dead wife to anyone? Xiao Liu stood in the distance, watching this scene with mixed feelings.
The grandfather and grandchildren talked and laughed under the light. Feng Zhongliang rarely mentioned things in front of his descendants, but at this time he was willing to tell Jiang Se that if she was Miss Feng Nan and Feng Zhongliang’s granddaughter, how good would it be?
“By the way, I recently practiced stone carving, but I found some early feelings.” Feng Zhongliang mentioned this matter with joy, quite complacent.
He drank a lot of wine, and he was already a little bit on the top. The wine has been soaked for many years, and the stamina is not small. He has a big tongue when he speaks:
“Gai Ming’er, if you have time, come over and ponder for me, what should I engrave the piece of Tian Huang you gave me?”
“I think it’s better to engrave your name.” Jiang Se suggested. After dinner, she was drinking the pigeon soup that Wang Ma served. The soup was very nourishing, and it had been simmered, adding some herbs, and drinking I felt like a thick soup on my lips:
“Didn’t you sometimes write and draw pictures? It happens to be a seal. Once you finish painting, you will get a stamp on the ink pad.”
“Good!” Feng Zhongliang patted his thigh and nodded:
“This is a good idea, what should I write?”
Jiang Se tilted his head for a moment and said, “How about Qin Xiaozhuan?”
When she spoke, she stretched out her hand and gestured Feng Zhongliang’s name on the table.
Feng Zhongliang followed her gestures to watch. She was still drawing on the table. When she wrote, her posture was a bit wrong. He stretched out his hand and patted the table:
“Wrong written! How many times have I said that the order of the word'” is not like this, from small to large, I never remember it!”
In a daze, he regarded Jiang Se as Feng Nan.
Feng Nan was taught every stroke by him. She was very regular in writing since she was a child, but she only kept a little bit of her teaching.
When others write the word “”, they always first vertical, then horizontally fold, and then horizontally seal. Feng Nan is like a painting ‘0’, starting from vertical and sealing from bottom to top into a not square. mouth.
Feng Zhongliang also taught her a few times about this matter, this time I heard it, and the next time it is the same.
Jiang Se quickly stopped, Xiao Liu saw him lose his temper, guessing that he was drunk, and quickly came forward to help him.
A cup of ginseng wine on the table is about two or two, and the cups have bottomed out now.
“Master, you are drunk.”
Xiao Liu hurriedly tried to help him up, he was still shouting:
“I’m not drunk, you see I am drunk, I understand in my heart.”
People who are drunk are irrational. Feng Zhongliang would never say such things. He stared, categorically denied Xiao Liu’s words, and shook his head frequently and said that he was not drunk. This appearance must be drunk.
Feng Zhongliang was drunk, and Jiang Se was naturally not good to stay.
The servants who helped Feng’s family took him upstairs, washed and lay down before Jiang Se got up and left.
Feng Zhongliang slept until three or four in the morning before waking up.
The air outlet of the central air conditioner in the room was slowly blowing cold wind. He was covered with a blanket and his mouth was dry.
The wine he drank at night was good, and his head didn’t hurt much after a hangover. He got up and turned on the lamp. There was a thermos cup next to the bedside table, which should have been set by Xiao Liu for him. It was filled with hot water and knew he was awake. Come to drink.
Feng Zhongliang vaguely felt that something was wrong, as if something important was forgotten.
But what is it? He was holding a cup in one hand and clapping his head in the other. He just woke up, he was also confused, muddled for a while, and couldn’t remember anything.
I only remember that Jiang Se came yesterday. He was in a rare mood. He poured a glass of wine for an unprecedented time and chatted with her about the past of Chen Guzi’s rotten sesame seeds.
Feng Zhongliang couldn’t help but laughed when he thought of this. The water cup was unscrewed, and he took a sip. He usually has nowhere to talk about these old things. The children and grandchildren have no spare time to listen to him. My sons probably just want to know the future of Zhongnan How the shares of the industry are distributed, and who should take over Zhongnan Industry?
Needless to say, the grandchildren are all very distant. Only one Feng Nan is with him, who has not known each other in recent years.
Fortunately, he also has a well-behaved granddaughter Jiang Se who is not a dear, but is better than her own granddaughter.
But what important things have you forgotten? He frowned in distress, feeling that his memory is not good when he gets older.
He seemed to have made some fire at Jiang Se, Xiao Liu came to persuade him, and even made a fuss.
But the kid has always been well-behaved, what has made him angry? Feng Zhongliang thought for a while, and his head hurt. He lifted the blanket and wanted to get out of bed. The noise and lights in the room probably made Xiao Liu notice. He knocked on the door and got permission from Feng Zhongliang to come in. , Watching his movements to sit up, hurriedly find slippers for him:
“You were drunk last night, why did you get up so early? Lie down for a while.”
Feng Zhongliang was still thinking about what happened last night. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn’t remember it. He asked Xiao Liu:
“I remember, did I make a fire last night?”
“Yes.” Xiao Liu nodded. “You started talking and laughing with Ms. Jiang, but suddenly you got angry at her, berating her as Miss Feng Nan, saying that she hasn’t changed her writing after repeated teaching…”