Chapter 1220: 1220: The Second Formal Youth's Happiness (II)

1220 Chapter 1220
Huang Song's background is a shortcoming that cannot be ignored, and the ordinary family can't look down on him.
At this time, it is good to be in the official position. It will not lower its own style, but it will also help Huang Song to increase his chips.
If you wait for Huang Songping to settle in the world, then it will only be the icing on the cake. People are not rare.
Knowing that Jiang Yanji, a bandit, had suddenly emerged, one became confused and the situation became clearer, and finally came back beautifully.
Silly!
Really stupid!
Where is the wind?
Why is Huang Song, who is poor and has nothing to do, let Feng Xi help each other!
Tang Yao and Feng Jin had very similar ideas at the beginning. Feng Ye was so treacherous, so he went to the sea to be the protagonist.
Being the protagonist myself and being a counsellor myself are not wrong.
If Fengye's career is getting better, Fengshi will still be his most solid hole card.
Isn't this better than relying on Huang Song?
As a popular analogy, the super-rich N-generation weighted N-generation ministry does not start a business on its own, but instead helps ordinary middle-class boys to start a business.
Water in my head!
All in all, he did not understand the thinking of God.
"Feng Sanlang came out to help Huang Song, not for the sake of fame or for profit, nor for the purpose of showing ambition and purging the world ..." Tang Yao thought of something, and a suspicious redness appeared on his face, pondering, "Maybe he helped Huang Song has another reason? If Huang Song is defeated, Feng Sanlang's life is worry-free but he is 'suffered from the land and the mountains,' and he may well fulfill his wish. "
The more he said, the more Tang Yao believed in his judgment.
Rubbing his hands excitedly, he seemed to find a gossip.
What kind of eyes does Mr. Yuan Jing have? Can he see through the students' brains?
According to Tang Yao's logic, Feng Ren did not kill Feng Xiong because of his father's true love for his son. Then Feng Yi tried to help Huang Song without asking for something else, maybe it was some kind of true love? Hehe-this "seamless" logic is great!
Mr. Yuan Jing felt tired.
He faintly understood the real reason Feng Feng helped Huang Song.
"Speaking of which, Kazaburo is quite similar to his youth when he was a teacher--"
Tang Yao snorted and looked up at Yuan Jing.
"similar?"
"It's very similar," Mr. Yuan Jing said with a smirk. "The talent is high, the arrogant, the arrogant and the self. Just because there is no difficulty in learning anything, the idea of" all beings are stupid and I am clever. "I think there is nothing in the world It ’s hard to get yourself, and I ’m tirelessly looking for things that can frustrate me. It ’s naturally the same idea for my teacher to use Tao Tao.
Feeling too smart, you have to find something difficult to stump yourself, otherwise it is too boring.
Life is so long, can it be boring forever?
Decadent hair, hi!
Of course, the idea of ​​such a second is only when young.
After years of precipitating and growing up, Mr. Yuan Jing really likes the feeling of teaching and educating people, and he really follows his own way seriously.
Most likely the same is true of wind.
"Probably for Kazaburo, helping an impossible person to come to the world is a very interesting thing." Mr. Yuan Jing smiled bitterly. "Although he has not met, Kazaburo has given the teacher a kind of See the young man's feelings. I wonder if he has found his own "way", or is still in the blind. If the former is defeated, he will have no regrets, will he? "
Because I do n’t know what I really want, I will not regret it if I lose it.
When Feng Ling is really mature, looking back, will he regret his heartache?
Mr. Yuan Jing sighed.
When Ye Zi, Cheng Fu.
"Retreat, retreat, really retreat!" Lang Zhong tried Cheng Cheng's body temperature, and it really started to have a fever.
The girl who was waiting in the house immediately passed the good news to Madam Cheng, Cheng Yuan and Cheng Sanni who were waiting anxiously outside.
The three heard the good news and wept with joy.
It's good to have a fever, if Cheng Yi falls, their backbone will be gone.
Mrs. Cheng folded her hands gratefully, and said in her mouth, "My son, remember to prepare a generous gift tomorrow and thank the gentleman in person."
Cheng Yuan also focused his eyes with red eyes.
They stayed for a few more hours, daybreak dawned, and the first rays of sunlight broke through the clouds.
"Wake up, master wake up!"
Good news came one after another, and Mrs. Cheng walked to Cheng's bed with the help of her children.
"Wen Fu, Wen Fu ..."
Mrs. Cheng was emotional, and Yingying's tears twitched in her eyes for a few moments before falling down.
Cheng Ye felt Shen Ke, his limbs and bones unable to move, his eyelids sinking as if they were filled with thousands of lead water, and he could not open his eyes.
When he was seriously ill, he still had some consciousness and could hear outside voices.
Hearing that relatives were so worried about him, Cheng Ye's heart sorrow for the loss of his eldest son also eased.
Opening my eyes arduously, flicking my fingers a few times, the blurred vision gradually became clear.
He felt like he had been lying for a long time, and his body was not numb like his own.
"lady……"
Cheng Yan's eyes rolled around and fell to the second son and daughter who were kneeling beside him, and his heart warmed.
He was about to raise his hand and was held tightly by his wife before he had raised it.
Cheng Ye pulled out a weak smile, "I'm awake for my husband. This is a happy event. Don't cry ... you also advise her to cry more and hurt your eyes."
Cheng Yuan and his sister stepped forward to persuade Mrs. Cheng, and the family lingered in a warm atmosphere.
Everyone in the world says that illness is like a mountain fall, and illness is like a shred. It is not appropriate to rest on Cheng Ye.
Lang Zhong gave him the pulse, and he was shocked to find that Cheng Cheng's body seemed to have no hidden dangers except for his weakness.
On the contrary, due to this serious illness, the stagnation of the stagnation of the stagnation is relieved, and a good cultivation will restore health.
"This is a strange thing, unheard of!"
Lang Zhong was emotional.
As soon as Mrs. Cheng's heart moved, she opened up and told Yuan Jing the words.
"Mr. is really a straight mouth-" Cheng Ye also looked surprised, and said, "Mrs. didn't know, but she was getting lighter and weaker, and there were countless sounds in her ears. Soon after, I had a mysterious and mysterious dream. There were only a few pictures in the dream, but the content of the dream was supposed to be asserted by the husband-even the loss of two sons and one daughter, and even the wife died of illness. "
Mrs. Cheng froze in her heart, and hurriedly grasped Cheng's hand.
"How can this be good?"
Cheng Yi said, "Isn't sir talking about a change of life? The wickedness has turned into a good luck. This is a blessing from heaven."
The eldest son's death has been irretrievable, but Cheng Ye really does not want to lose the other two children.
Mrs. Cheng said, "I will do more good in the future. I just hope that Heaven will count this good destiny on Xuaner, and I hope he will have no trouble in the next life!"
Such a mysterious thing happened, Mrs. Cheng also believed in the words of goodness and good deeds.
Cheng Yi said, "Well, for your husband with you."
He took his wife in his arms, and the couple remained silent.
Cheng Ye thought more, and strengthened his conviction even more!
What he is doing today is conducive to unlocking the wisdom of the people. If it is really successful, isn't it a good thing that can last forever?
I just hope that this move will take care of the late eldest son.
_ (: з 」∠) _Feng Qian's previous life was the first conspirator next to Ji Ji, with great merit and special status, but he didn't enter the rank of Wen Chen first and ranked second. Instead, the let him take the lead. The gave way to a small stove and a green passageway, mainly because of the wind crippled himself.
(End of this chapter)