Chapter 840： pity

  Chapter 840 Sorry

The metaphor is very beautiful, but unfortunately the first ten years of the little girl's life were not satisfactory, and I believe that her future life will be as her parents expected of her.

After all, she will be the eldest lady of Mu Wangfu, the only girl in their generation.

Yang Lan'er glanced at the old prince and Feng Shi jealously, feeling sore in her heart, she really wanted to have a caring little girl.

It was the first time we got to know each other, and everyone got along quite happily, and Yang Lan'er was not disgusted with the sudden appearance of family members.

There were guests at home, and after recognizing the relatives, Feng went into the kitchen to cook two more dishes. The steamed buns were enough, she usually got up early in the morning to steam the day's steamed buns, and now she could just use them.

After dinner, the old prince sent Feng Zhuang and Feng Qin to feed the horses, and then explained the situation to Feng Shi.

When Mrs. Feng heard that she was going to check the place back then, she nodded after recalling it for a while. Since she was going up the mountain, she went back to her room and changed into old clothes.

A few people were standing in the yard waiting, Yang Lan'er smelled the smell of spring, and casually looked at the small farmyard. Seeing this, the old prince introduced the layout of the house to the couple, "The main room is in the middle, and on the left is Feng’s and I’s bedroom, on the right is Qin’er’s room plus a dark room for storing grain. The east wing is Zhuang’er’s room, and the right is the stove. In the backyard there is a pigsty, sundry room, firewood room, etc., plus a vegetable field .”

Simple and crude, it is the place where he has lived for more than ten years after forgetting the past. If he really wants to leave, the old prince is still a little disappointed.

Before departure, Feng Zhuang brothers and sisters came back.

Feng told the two brothers and sisters: "Your father and your brother and sister-in-law and I are going to go up the mountain. You should be obedient at home and take care of the livestock at home."

Feng Qin is a girl after all, so she should be quieter, but she is still stable.

Feng Zhuang is different. As soon as he heard that his parents, brother and sister-in-law were going up the mountain, he yelled to follow him: "Father, what are you doing up the mountain? I am familiar with Qingshan, so I will go with you, and I will show you the way."

Facing this energetic son, the old prince scolded without thinking: "Nonsense! Do you still have your mother who is familiar with Qingshan, or else your father and I are not as familiar with Qingshan as you are?"

Feng Zhuang curled his lips unconvinced. After all, he was a fourteen-year-old boy. Yan's father admitted his cowardice with a straight face, and stood there daring not to say anything.

"You follow us into the mountains, do you want to leave your sister at home alone? Don't you feel relieved that she is at home alone?" A series of questions from the old prince made the young man take a breather, and resigned to his fate to take the little sister at home.

Yang Lan'er blinked at Tan Anjun beside him, the old prince always spoke kindly to you, never thought that your father still has a strict father's face.

Tan Anjun turned his eyes away, ignoring his little wife who only poked his heart. He also wanted to act recklessly in front of his father, but unfortunately he didn't have the capital, and the same person didn't have the same fate.

When he was young and wanted to act coquettishly in front of his parents to release his true nature, his parents had already left him, leaving a nine-year-old child to face the dangers of the human heart alone. Now that his father has returned, it is a pity that he has already passed the one who acted coquettishly and acted recklessly. age.

Speaking of it, it is really a great pity in life!

So, now he is more patient with his four sons than other fathers.

Finally, the brothers and sisters of the Feng family stayed at home, and Tan Anjun left another guard in charge of their safety. Everyone else followed up the mountain.

The people who see all this in their eyes.

Mrs. Feng is more grateful. From this little incident, it can be seen that the elder brother really cares about his younger siblings.

The old prince is more relieved, this is what he wants to see most, brothers and friends respectful, family harmony.

The guards have gained more understanding. It seems that they will know how to treat the two younger brothers and sisters of the prince in the future.

Not long after they entered the mountain, they turned over a mountain. Among the chaotic rocks, Feng pointed to the piles of bluestones in front of him, "This rocky mountain is not big, and there are weeds growing between the stones. I used to be a While searching for straw mushrooms among the weeds in the open space, we found Mr. Zhang injured and unconscious on the ground, let’s go in now.”

As she walked, she explained the situation at the time. She suddenly opened the bushes and found a man covered in blood, but she was so scared that she almost ran away.

It was only when she noticed that the man's chest was heaving on the ground that she felt relieved and dared to step forward to check his injuries.

When she found that she couldn't wake up the people on the ground, she could only give up the straw mushrooms all over the ground, and ran down the mountain in panic to find her father to save people.

In the countless years to come, whenever she recalled this memory, she would sigh from the bottom of her heart. Fortunately, her kindness back then made her a good marriage and brought back a caring and agreeable husband-in-law.

She firmly believed that this was what the old scholar said, a destined marriage, a destined marriage!

She said so, but the old sisters in the village still didn't believe it.

No, it came true!

Her family's husband is a prince, a member of the royal family. From now on, their mothers will also be able to live a lifetime of glory and wealth.

So she is very grateful for this providence, and she also takes care of the son left by her ex-wife carefully, lest they will be disliked and embarrass her husband.

Knowing Xianggong is a blessing she has cultivated for several lifetimes. In order to extend this blessing to future generations, she only needs to treat Xianggong's eldest son, the current Prince Mu, well. For the sake of this kindness, he will definitely treat his son and daughter well. of.

Don't ask her why she thinks so?

She, Feng Xiaoju, believed in Xianggong's character. With such a father, would Xianggong's son have poor character?

Yang Lan'er didn't know Feng's thoughts of walking in front, if she knew, she would definitely give a thumbs up and say: Sister, your confidence is so admirable to little women!

His silly roe deer really has very low requirements. As long as they get along well and don't touch his bottom line, and have multiple younger siblings, he is really happy.

It is too difficult for a person to struggle alone without brothers and sisters to help him.

A group of people arrived at the place where the old prince fainted, and they scattered to search, leaving only the old prince and Feng Shi in place.

Seeing the crowd disperse, Mrs. Feng wondered, "Sir, what are they looking for? Do you remember what important items were lost back then?"

It was only when she was going up the mountain that she learned from her husband that the blood in his head had dissipated and her memory had recovered. When she heard it, she panicked a lot. After thinking about it later, she realized that he still treats her as before. .

As long as it remains the same as before, she will be content.

"They will find the tunnel where I escaped back then."

The old prince told him the matter in detail, and finally told her: "It's a very important matter, don't mention this matter to the children, they can't stand it when they are young, if they yell out, the consequences will be disastrous."

Feng Shi heard the words, nodded hurriedly and assured: "Don't worry, my husband, I won't talk too much."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly covered his mouth, a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

Be good! Is this the rhythm of the life of the rich?

During the waiting period, Feng began to worry about his future life again. He wondered whether his mother and son could adapt to the rhythm of life of this rich man?

(end of this chapter)