Douluo's personal pendant

Chapter 200 My Father's Name is Tang Hao

"Come on."

After half an hour of laughing and chatting with Tang San, Ning Fengzheng suddenly yelled at the window.

In less than half a minute, a waiter wearing a yellow vest, blue underwear, red trousers, and a black cap came in. The waiter entered the room, facing Ning Fengzheng, Ning Rongrong, and Tang San brothers one after another. After saluting at the waist, he stood in front of Ning Fengzheng, leaned over and waited for the order.

Ning Fengzheng opened the window, looked at the sun outside, turned back to Tang San and said with a smile: "Brother Tang San, I don't know if you have eaten lunch, but I haven't eaten lunch to wait for you, hahaha, if If not, let's have lunch together."

Tang San smiled and said: "Then trouble the suzerain."

Ning Fengzheng nodded, and then gave some instructions to the servants beside him.

Tang Fei was standing bored, looking around, and heard a few vague sounds, like colorful chickens, crystal deer, etc. At that time, his eyes shone brightly, looking at Ning Fengzheng, waiting expectantly.

It's not his fault for losing his composure. In the early years, someone gave him a gift, and this gift came from the specialty of the Qibao Glazed Sect: colorful chicken. It’s a pity that this delicious food, after knowing that Tang Silla Company had a commercial conflict with Qibao Liulizong, he didn’t taste it again. This is also a bit of regret for him, “I didn’t expect to be able to satisfy my regret so soon. Alright, this trip is worth it, thank you third brother."

It took less than half a day for Tang Fei to completely forget what he said about Tang San before, and his mind was full of delicious food.

By the time Tang Fei came to his senses, he was already sitting at the dining table, looking at the delicious food in front of him. Although he didn't drool, he secretly swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

Although there were only four of them, there were at least twenty dishes on the large dining table. Some dishes were ordinary, but some were unique. In short, Tang Fei was quite satisfied with Ning Fengzheng's hospitality. Zheng Zheng's impression score has also increased a bit, but it is not as good as before for Ning Fengzheng.

Although Ning Fengzheng didn't care about Tang Fei, but Tang Fei had the status of Tang San's younger brother, he still smiled and chatted with Tang Fei, Tang Fei also greeted him with a smile on his face, and took out him and several deputy directors of the marketing department of Tang Sla Company. After talking with Ning Fengzheng for a few words about the words learned by Gongfengren, they continued to eat in an orderly manner.

And here Tang Sanzheng and Ning Fengzheng are in a very hot relationship, and they are very harmonious. At one time, the parents were quarrelsome, and at another time they talked about establishing a sect. Tang Fei was listening to Ning Fengzheng's bragging. When Ning Fengzheng suddenly changed his tone, he looked at Tang San and asked.

"Brother Tang San, after chatting for so long, I still don't know how old you are. I wonder if it's convenient to tell you."

Tang San was stunned slightly, wondering why Ning Fengzheng asked this suddenly, but he replied truthfully: "In two or three months it will be thirteen."

Ning Fengzheng's eyes flickered and he was a little surprised and said: "13 years old, to be able to invent such powerful artifacts at such an age, it really is a boy born from a hero since ancient times."

Tang San smiled shyly, before he could speak, he heard Ning Fengzheng continue saying: "And this age is also similar to my family's Rongrong, I don't know if Tang San's little brother is married, what do you think of our family's Rongrong?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of everyone present except himself changed several times at the same time. Tang San was first surprised, then embarrassed, and then fell silent. Rongrong froze for a moment, then turned pale as if suffering from a serious illness. She turned her head and looked at her father with some sadness in her eyes. Tang Fei stuffed the whole chicken leg in the bowl into his mouth, and heard He almost bit off the bone when he asked like that, and then laughed out loud.

Ning Fengzheng's meaning is so straightforward, almost saying that my Rongrong family is beautiful and not much different from your age, so she is very suitable to be your wife. If you agree or not, no one here is really stupid. Instantly understood what Ning Fengzheng meant.

Ning Fengzheng saw that everyone suddenly stopped and looked at him, smiled, and felt his daughter pulling the clothes on his back, thinking that she was shy and didn't say anything unnecessary, and laughed a few times Said: "Haha, indeed, I was rude, I didn't take into account that you are still young, it's too early to say these things, but little brother Tang San, you have to understand me, as a father watching his daughter getting worse and worse Daddy, it’s inevitable that I have to think about the future of my children, I was already worried about this matter, but when I saw a young talent like you, I couldn’t help it for a while, I’m rude, I’m rude.”

Ning Fengzheng said to Tang San with an apologetic face, he took the wine glass and poured a glass to accompany Tang San for his impoliteness, but when he put down the wine glass, he heard something that he hadn't heard from him since we met. Tang Fei spoke a few words.

"Understand, understand, Sect Master Ning, I understand you too well."

Ning Fengzheng turned his head to look at Tang Fei who had the same face as you with great interest, and said with a smile, "Oh, is that right, maybe little brother Tang Fei also has a daughter to worry about."

Tang Fei laughed loudly, and then said: "Sect Master Ning was joking, how can I have a daughter at the same age as my brother, but despite this, you and I are equally worried about my brother's marriage, although my brother is born smart , and still precocious, treated me like a brother like a father since I was a child, but when it comes to emotions, I am very dull, I like someone, but I still keep talking hard, I am really a stupid donkey, which makes me very worried."

Ning Fengzheng suddenly felt that this guy was not bad, and continued: "Well, it seems that little brother Tang San needs to learn more from your brother, and this little brother Tang Fei has a lot of feelings."

Tang Fei laughed and said, "Sect Master Ning was joking. I don't have any relationship experience, but I want to tell Sect Master Ning a happy event."

Ning Fengzheng couldn't keep up with Tang Fei's brain circuit for a while, and asked curiously: "Why is there a happy event?"

Tang Fei smiled slightly and said, "That's your daughter, Ning Rongrong's marriage. You don't have to worry about it anymore, because she already has someone she likes, and she seems to have accepted the other party's confession."

Ning Fengzheng's eyes widened and he turned his head to look at Ning Rongrong who was shyly playing with the bowl and chopsticks. His eyes seemed to be in disbelief that the cabbage he had grown for so many years was actually beaten by a pig.

Putting away the doubts in his heart, Ning Fengzheng turned around, still with a smile on his face, but if you looked closely, you could see that his brows were slightly raised, and he said jokingly: "Could it be little brother Tang Fei?" Bar."

"Of course not."

Tang Fei was not mistaken. After he said this, Ning Fengzheng frowned, but looked at Tang San again, "Yes."

Tang Fei smiled and said, "Naturally not."

Ning Fengzheng's brows became more obvious, and he asked in a slightly low tone: "Who is that?"

Tang Fei shrugged and said, "Rongrong needs to tell you this in person, and it's not easy for me to reveal other people's privacy."

Ning Fengzheng remained silent, looked at the wine glasses on the table for a while, then raised his head and smiled: "In that case, I will discuss with Rongrong later, Rongrong, you should talk to Dad about it later. What a young and handsome hero, you, a little witch, can fall in love with each other, hahaha."

Although Ning Fengzheng was laughing, no one could feel the joy from his laughter, the atmosphere froze, but only after a while, Ning Fengzheng began to find a topic to chat with Tang San .

"Little brother Tang San, I heard from Rongrong that your father left you a long time ago. I don't know your father's name. If necessary, I, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, will help you find it."

Hearing Ning Fengzheng mention his father, Tang San was a little dazed, the figure of the tall man who left him at the age of six appeared in his mind, although that man drank heavily, was lazy, didn't care about family affairs, and didn't take care of their two brothers , but for Tang San, that was his father, that was his relatives. Thinking of his father, the thoughts and emotions that had been hidden in his mind for six years were dug out from the depths. By his side, he held back his tears, thinking that he couldn't let his younger brother see him in a mess, otherwise his younger brother would definitely feel even more uncomfortable.

But how could Tang Fei feel uncomfortable? When he heard Ning Fengzheng speak again, and when he mentioned the word father, he sighed: "Good guy, he is not dead, he can't handle his son, he wants to mess with Lao Tzu, but Lao Tzu's Lao Tzu is too strong It's not something you can do."

Secretly complaining in his heart, Tang Fei coughed a few times, squeezed out a few tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at Ning Fengzheng and said with a slight tear: "Sect Master Ning, no, Uncle Ning, are you really willing to find our father's whereabouts for us? .”

"Xiao Fei." Tang San looked at Tang Fei, and seeing his sad expression, he almost couldn't hold back his tears, but he suppressed them in the end.

Ning Fengzheng sat up straight and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Xiaosan, Xiaofei, although my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect can't be regarded as a hand-eye on the mainland, as long as it is a living person, as long as it is still on the Douluo Continent, no matter where he is. We can find him in the corner, but you have to tell me about your father's appearance in detail, so that I can send someone to look for him right away."

Tang Fei raised his head, with an expression of reminiscence on his face, and muttered to himself: "Father, he separated from me six years ago, and I only found out from my brother half a year ago that he left home and disappeared. Think, he's tall and stocky, with a rough, thick beard and oily hair, and he always smells bad because he drinks too much and doesn't take a shower."

Listening to Tang Fei's description, Tang San couldn't stop the tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, the appearance of the person in his mind became complete, and the tears on his cheeks filled instantly.

Ning Fengzheng looked at the reactions of the two brothers. Having known people for many years, he confirmed that they had not lied to him. , isn't this a drunkard? As long as this kind of person gives him a little favor, Tang San seems to miss his father very much. If this is the case, then he will accept Tang San as his son-in-law, but he still has to think about it Tang San, let's see if his ability is only like this, or if he has reservations, if it's only like this.
Ning Fengzheng thought carefully, and after a while he put away the thoughts in his mind, and asked Tang Fei: "Okay, I have understood, so what is your father's name?"

Tang Fei glanced at him, knocked himself on the head, and said, "Our surname is Tang, and our father's surname is naturally Tang, but I can't remember what it's called."

"Tang Hao, our father's name is Tang Hao."

Before Tang Fei could think about it, Tang San wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Ning Fengzheng with red eyes.

"Tang Hao?" Ning Fengzheng fell into deep thought. He seemed reluctant to think of this person's name in his mind, but it seemed that the person's name made him remember it very deeply. This feeling was very strange, and he couldn't figure it out. .

"Tang Hao, Tang San, why does your father's name have the same name as Haotian Douluo, the youngest in the history of the Douluo Continent who single-handedly destroyed the three 95-level titled Douluo in the Wuhun Hall that my father told me back then! "Ning Rongrong blinked her bright eyes, looked at Tang San and asked.

At this moment, Ning Fengzheng's face froze.

(End of this chapter)