Chapter 792: Tennis Court Love 42

This is an old alley, and the old trees planted next to it have already been very old. The sun shines through the dense leaves, leaving a mottled light and shadow on the ground.
Feng Mo saw that Su Li got out of the car and put the bag on her back, walked into the light and shadow, looked back at him, with a smile on her lips.
He had heard about the name of this "gifted girl" before. In the rumors, she was always cold and unsocial, and she seemed to have no friends. Therefore, she was dubbed the iceberg beauty.
However, Feng Mo felt that this iceberg beauty was not cold at all. With a smile on her lips, she was gently surrounded by light and shadow, making her whole person softer.
"Mr. Feng?" Su Li called out suspiciously.
After regaining consciousness, he locked the car and walked over, "Go in."
Su Li nodded, not understanding what her Mr. Feng was thinking.
This racket hand-made shop looks rather shabby on the outside, but you can feel its unusualness when you walk in.
There are various shelves and various things on them.
Frames, shock absorbers, and tape have everything you need. Although a sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs.
When someone came in, a five- or six-year-old chubby dun ran out staggeringly, like a little penguin with short wings, "Uncle! Sister!"
Su Li watched Xiao Pangdun jump over and squatted down and helped her to prevent her from falling. As soon as Xiao Pangdun hugged her, he stopped letting go, and happily twisted his fleshy body in her arms, "Sister, sister..."
Su Li raised her hand and touched his little bald head, and asked, "Doudou, where is Grandpa?"
"Grandpa is dozing off." Xiaopang Dun Doudou grinned.
Feng Mo looked at this scene, raised his eyebrows, walked over and squatted down, "Doug, sister can't hold you."
Xiao Pangdun glanced at Feng Mo, turned around and threw himself in his arms, "That uncle hug!"
Su Li couldn't help but rolled the corners of her mouth, teasing: "Uncle Feng..."
Feng Mo hugged Xiao Pangdun, then glanced at Su Li, "Huh?"
That sound is very meaningful.
Su Li snorted softly, "Mr. Feng, all right?"
Feng Mo freed up a hand to rub her head, then embraced her and walked inside, "Go in and find Old Man Shen to install the thread for you."
The backyard was a patio. Old man Shen was lying on the rattan couch in the patio in a cotton gown. He was probably asleep and snoring.
Xiao Pangdun twisted and twisted in Feng Mo's arms, "Uncle Feng, I'll call Grandpa."
Feng Mo put him down, and as soon as Xiao Pangdun hit the ground, he pounced on Old Man Shen like a whirlwind, "Grandpa!!! Get up!!!!"
Old man Shen woke up with a sharp spirit. He raised his hand and flicked on Xiao Pangdun's light forehead, and sat up slowly while talking, "Oh, you scared Grandpa to death!"
"Oh, why are you two here together?" The old man Shen saw Feng Mo and Su Li standing beside him, rather surprised.
"Good afternoon, Lord Shen." Su Li has always been very polite and waved hello.
"Old man, if you are alive, get up and thread a thread." Feng Mo said more bluntly.
"Xiaoxiao, good deed," he turned his head and stared angrily at Su Li and Yan Yue, "Threading! Why don't you go to find the best threader in the world? Why am I looking for an old man!"
Feng Mo held his arms and said, "I don't have to play ball anymore and I don't need to string. I came with Xiaoxiao today."
Old man Shen looked at Su Li and Fengmo, clapping his hands, "How are you two?"