Chapter 68:

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Suddenly came over, I heard Feng Zhi said faintly: "It's not as good as you are. I feel like I have lifted you up to eat this green rice. Do you dare to waste?"
Feng Hao looked at Feng Zhi for a long while, holding her stomach in tears, and then she recognized who she was. Her face changed immediately. She turned and hid behind Mrs. Feng, and poked her head from behind her, shouting: "Mother! Look at this Slut! When she comes back, she will beat me! And bring a wild man!"
"Shut up!" Mrs. Feng didn't whisper, but from the time Feng Zhiwei entered the door, she had been staring at Feng Zhiwei with good eyes, and the waves in her eyes were surging and rolling like waves. "Zhiwei...you..."
In a word, he stuck in his throat.
Feng Zhiwei smiled softly, avoiding her gaze, only looking at the table covered with mud and dust, and at the same time mixed feelings, there seemed to be countless words to say, but they were blocked in the throat together, so that they even called one sentence. , Can no longer be exported.
She took a breath for a while, and still did not look at Mrs. Feng, saying, "I'll come and discuss something with you."
Mrs. Feng looked straight at her and didn't mind her attitude, saying: "Okay."
"I haven't said anything yet." Feng Zhiwei seemed to think that the table was beautiful and stared at it, "Don't agree too early."
"Your idea is never wrong." Mrs. Feng smiled, "Hey, are you thirsty? Drink some water." She turned around hurriedly, Zhang Luo was drinking tea, scooping water from the corner tank and washing it over and over again. Shabby tea bowl.
"No, I'm leaving now." Feng Zhiwei looked up and didn't let herself look at his mother's busyness. "I hope you can let me send Feng Hao to Nanshan, Hexi for study."
Mrs. Feng is holding her hands in the water.
Feng Hao has jumped up.
"Shou Nanshan!" He was so frightened that he even forgot his abdomen pain. "Send me out of Beijing? Are you going to send me out of Beijing to the ghost place where the bird does not lay eggs!"
The remote area of ​​Hexi Road is in the northwest of Tiansheng territory, the climate is bitter and cold, and there is a famous Shunnan Academy in Shunnan Mountain. This fame is not free and honorable like Qingming, but it is severe and restrictive. Generally, only the children of big families around the world make mistakes It will be sent there to practice, similar to the nature of punishment, no matter how fragile people go in, when they come out, they will change from tigers to cats, and all their energy will be lost, so that the world’s children will see the color change, and Feng Hao naturally heard about it.
"People like you are only suitable for staying there, don't even think about Qingming." Feng Zhiwei didn't look at Feng Hao at a glance. "I will arrange for someone to send you away immediately, three years of tuition and living expenses, I will be responsible for you ."
"Go!" Feng Hao scolded, his eyes were crimson, and his hair was almost straight, "What are you? Dare to decide my business? Qingming I said that if you want to enter, you must enter! What is Nanshan, what is Hexi?" House, I just died here, and I won’t go!"
Mrs. Feng, who turned her back on her sister and brother, shivered at the last sentence.
"I said that if you can't enter Qingming, you won't be able to enter." Feng Zhiwei didn't see Mrs. Feng's movements and said lightly, "You can't help you."
Feng Hao glanced at Gu Nanyi timidly, and at Feng Zhiwei, who had a calm look, and suddenly felt uneasy and dared not to scold again, and turned around and twisted the sugar around Mrs Feng, "Mother! You won't let me go !You won’t let me go, right? You can’t bear me!"
Mrs. Feng was still in the back-to-back posture, looking a bit rickety, but the hand holding the scoop of water was shaking.
Feng Zhiwei looked at the back, and his mind rose slightly.
It seems that after a long time, Fengfu talent put down the water scoop and supported the water tank to straighten her waist slowly. She moved slowly. It seemed to rely on this slow motion to sort out her thoughts. However, when she straightened her waist, she immediately straightened her waist.
She met her young son's eyes full of help and hope, smiled, and reached out to arrange the hair for her son.
Feng Zhi took a step back, his eyes chilling.
"Haoer..." Mrs. Feng slowly and compassionately handled her son's disorderly hair and said, "Yes, my mother can't bear you."
Feng Hao greeted his mother's eyes happily, but suddenly he was stunned. For a moment, he felt that the mother's eyes didn't seem to look at him, but looked at another person through him, but this feeling was fleeting. For a moment, the mother's eyes waved softly on his face.
He took a sigh of relief and looked back at Feng Zhiwei proudly.
Feng Zhiwei leaned on the door, looking at the pair of mothers and sons facing each other, and smiled slowly.
"It's really filial piety and harmony," she smiled. "It's a matter of being an outsider."
Mrs. Feng lowered her hand and lowered her eyes, her movements a little stiff.
"Since this is the case, the two of them are self-reliant." Feng Zhiwei didn't want to say a word, owed to him, turned around and left.
"Bitch!" Feng Hao turned out from behind Mrs. Feng and sneered loudly at her back, "Go away later, my business, our family's business, it's your turn!"
Feng Zhiwei did not look back.
Gu Nanyi turned suddenly.
This young man who had only seen one foot and three inches in front of him, and was never interested in foreigners, suddenly turned to stare at Feng Hao.
Across the veil, she could not see anything, but Feng Hao seemed to touch the man's gaze, the extreme coldness caused by the extreme indifference, and the jade carvings were generally condensed and cool.
He fought a chill. Before a chill was finished, he saw a clear blue sky and flew up with a flower in front of him.
There seemed to be a vague voice beneath the vagueness, and a whisper of Feng Zhi's voice came. He was struggling to dance in the air, and then fell to the ground with a bang, pain and limbs seemed to have fallen apart.
There were mixed footsteps around him, and some people helped him up with all his hands and feet. Feng Hao mourned for a long time before he could clearly see that Qiufu guards supported him.
It was too late to wonder how the Qiufu guards came to the small courtyard to rescue him. He twisted his swollen face and looked sternly: "There are assassins! There are assassins!"
Qiufu guards looked at each other, someone asked: "Where did the assassin go?"
"Go and assassinate my wife!" Feng Hao pointed viciously in the direction that Feng Zhiwei had just left.
"Protect Mrs.!" The head of the Qiufu guard immediately whistled and drove away, and Feng Hao slammed again on the ground...