Adorable Baby Special Attack Team: Daddy, please accept the move

Ji Fangfei looked around, and after getting out of the car, she felt that it was unexpected but also reasonable.

Especially when Feng Yan took her to stand in front of a tombstone, looking at the photo on the inscription, she felt that Feng Yan's eyebrows and eyes were really similar.
somewhat similar.

The man beside him has fallen into silence since he appeared here, and his whole body is automatically cooled like ice, making it difficult for people to approach.

I don't know if it was because he planned to bring her to meet her mother-in-law, or if the verbal dispute between Feng Qing and the old man reminded him of something.

Seeing that the little woman beside him was staring at him all the time, Feng Yan stretched out his hand to wrap her warm little body into his arms, and only then did he dispel the cold and dreary loneliness around him.

Pointing to the little woman's nose, she introduced to the person on the tombstone, "Mom, this is your daughter-in-law. I should have brought her to see you a long time ago. There are also your other four grandchildren, but the children are too young to come here." For a place like the cemetery, next year, next year must come on your death day."

The man beside him said, lit two incense sticks, lit another cigarette and inserted it into the incense burner, poured another glass of white wine and sprinkled it on the ground.

Ji Fangfei looked at the man who moved so freely, and asked a silly question, "Does mother-in-law also smoke and drink?"

It doesn't look like Shuya is generous.

"Well, she likes smoking, drinking, and playing bridge."

When mentioning the past, Feng Yan seemed to be caught in some kind of tangled memory, the expression on his face was not sad, but revealed an indescribably complicated expression.

Ji Fangfei didn't know how to answer this, and sighed that this mother-in-law really knows how to enjoy life?It doesn't seem to be very suitable.

"Will you tell me what kind of person my mother-in-law is?"

Her soft voice was entangled in the cold wind, like a rare warm sun in the frozen world, pulling him away from the coldness of memories.

Feng Yan held her slightly cold little hand and stuffed it into the pocket of his trousers to keep her warm, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "This person has been away for many years, and found that the bad things are blurred, On the contrary, those good things became clearer.”

"Then we will only talk about the good, and if the bad is blurred, we will completely blur it out."

"Ah."

The man responded lightly, telling the childhood memories in his mind sentence by sentence.

Ordinary children's memories of five or six years old are mostly vague, but Feng Liqun can clearly remember his mother's dying appearance at that time.

Even though he is sick and haggard, he still washes and combs his hair every morning, and puts on a beautiful and elegant cheongsam. He doesn’t have the energy to play cards with his poker friends, so he spreads the cards on the table and calls his son to sit across from him to play cards with him.

Sad to say, this is the most vague part of all his clear memories when he was six years old. There is only a thin but still elegant woman in a cheongsam, holding a cigarette in her left hand and puffing out a cloud of smoke, and touching a bridge card with her right hand for her six-year-old son to guess the size .

If she guessed right, she would raise her head and smile at him, that smile was a gentleness that was rare in her memory.

Ji Fangfei looked at the man who was lost in memory, and then looked at the photo on the tombstone which was somewhat similar to the man's eyebrows.

Feng Yan brought her here to meet her mother-in-law, maybe she accompanied Feng Yan to meet long-lost relatives.

The quiet company didn't say much until a figure appeared behind them, ignoring nothing. The two of them put a bunch of chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone, then threw away the cigarette butts in the incense burner, and poured white wine into the cup. He dropped it, took a goblet and red wine like a magic trick, poured a glass and placed it on the tombstone.

"She never smokes, only drinks red wine from YDL Rose Winery, doesn't wear a cheongsam, and doesn't like playing cards."

The man seemed to deliberately want to overthrow the blurred image in Feng Yan's memory, and smashed everything while talking.

Ji Fangfei looked at Feng Qing in front of her, and then looked at the black and white photo on the tombstone.

Finally, he turned to Feng Yan.

It turns out that the two men in front of them are similar to the woman on the tombstone.

Feng Qing saw the surprise flashing in her eyes, and sneered on his extremely pale face, "Did you see something? It's strange why I know this woman lying here so well? Because she is my mother, Their father and son are all gangsters!"

"boom--"

Following Feng Qing's words, there was also Feng Yan's unceremonious fist against the cold wind.

Ji Fangfei looked at the two men who were huddling together in the open space in front of the tombstone in a blink of an eye. Feng Li dropped his fist and hit Feng Qing in the stomach. Mountainous men rolling on the ground are also a kind of crushing damage to the lawn on the ground.

The little woman, who was a little worried at first, was a little funny when she saw two people punching and kicking me, and finally fighting each other.

Seeing Feng Qing raised his fist and punched Feng Yan in the face, he immediately called out a reminder, "There is a wedding tomorrow!"

I don't know if it was her voice that played a role or what, anyway, the head was closed, and the man's fist slid down from his cheek to his shoulder, giving it a heavy blow.

Feng Yan unceremoniously stared at him to fight back, the two of them were huddled together, this foot was only a few inches away from the distance between Feng Qing's legs, he uttered angrily in an instant, followed by another fight.

Looking at the two extremely childish men, Ji Fangfei took out her mobile phone and sent a short message to Ji Jingzhou, who quickly gave her the information she wanted.

Opening the electronic information sent by the mailbox, the first page is a woman who is more beautiful and moving than the thin black and white photo on the tombstone. She glanced down and got a general understanding of the entanglement of the wealthy family in this Feng family.

When she raised her gaze again and looked at the two immature big men who were sitting on the tombstone smoking on the tired side, she felt an indescribably sour feeling in her heart.

A woman who was sacrificed by her family as a pawn in the fight for power and profit, her life's fate was a tragedy.

First, she was given to the head of the Feng family at that time, who was also Feng Qing's father, for the purpose of marriage. Not long after giving birth, her husband's business failed, and her beauty became the best bargaining chip. Youth and dignity were exchanged for orders one by one, and in the end, he traded his body with his husband's brother in exchange for his own freedom and relief.

If it is said that Feng Qing was lucky, he enjoyed carefree and unadulterated maternal love.

Then the product of Feng Yan's interest may be just an accessory in the eyes of that woman.

Ji Fangfei couldn't associate Feng Yan with the lonely and gifted child who was abused and beaten by his mother as shown in the information.

Perhaps the current strong aura of Feng Yan is enough to get rid of all the haze of the past.

But she still loves him.

I finally understood why I chose to bring her to meet my mother on the last day before the wedding.

It was tantamount to being honest with her about the past that he had been shackled by, and all his truest things deep in his heart.

But she was holding a secret, unable to speak...