Chapter 2045: , Terrific, my mother (1)

Shui Anluo slightly slipped his lips, this anger was really great.
The man scolded by Qiao Yaruan was slowly approaching the village of the so-called Yuma.
Feng Feng was curious all the way. How did Yuma, who was born here, go to country M and became his mother's personal maid?
In winter in Yunnan, the temperature is much higher than in the north, so Fengfeng is just a simple jacket. Underneath it is sports pants, which makes it easier to move.
The villa is located on the mountainside, surrounded by terraces.
Feng Feng looked up at the sky and took out his cell phone to look at it. There was still no signal. His cell phone had no signal for three days.
Thanks to his blessing as an actor, he spoke well in dialect, and soon inquired where Yu's home was.
The village is better than Feng Feng imagined, at least very clean.
Feng Feng was about to go forward, and was suddenly stopped, a seemingly small boy handed a note to him, and left with a lollipop smiling.
Feng Feng was curious and opened the note with only a few words on it: Follow the child.
If it is someone else, Feng Feng may not follow the past, but he knows this typeface and it is his father's.
Is father here?
Feng Feng looked around, and finally put away the note and went back to follow the child who had gone far.
The child walked in the opposite direction from Yu Ma's home, and reached the end of the village. The child suddenly entered a nearby shop.
Fengfeng followed, the store was small, probably about twelve to three levels, and the corridor was small and full of shelves.
"Well, see Mr. is a foreigner, right?" The boss is a local resident, with dark skin, but his eyes are god.
Feng Feng looked outside, then looked back at the man, "What about that kid?"
"Why, my child is in trouble again. He ran to the backyard now. Hey, this child is too naughty. I'll go get him." The man said, and gave the shop to his mother-in-law, and walked backward go with.
The man didn't seem to be blocking Fengfeng, so Fengfeng followed in.
The backyard is not spacious, it can be said that it is a bit crowded, and it is full of goods. It is almost impossible to see the inside from the outside, even from above.
"Mr. Feng follow me." The man suddenly changed his face, turned several shelves with Feng Feng, and then turned into a basement room.
The sun shone in through the small window and was cleaned up. Now Feng Zheng was sitting by the bed reading a book. His shoulders were bare and bandages were wrapped on it.
"Dad?" Feng Feng exclaimed and walked over.
The man nodded slightly towards Feng Zheng, then closed the door and retreated.
Feng Zheng looked up, his eyes deep: "Didn't you say that? You shouldn't be involved in this matter? Do you know that you almost throw yourself into the net?"
Feng Feng was scolded by his dad's head and covering his face, and he did not respond for a while.
Feng Zheng put down the book in his hand and got up to the table and poured tea. "The maid wasn't returned by himself, but was sent back. The wait is for those who want to investigate the incident that year."
Feng Feng frowned. "Do you think my mother's affairs are not so simple?"
Feng Zheng handed the cup to Feng Feng, "Although your grandfather is fierce, but your mother is clever, relying only on them, or your mother's life, I saw the maid before, she was hiding, I think this one It's not that simple. "
Feng Zheng said, a flash of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, ruthless ruthlessness toward those behind the scenes.