Almighty Manor

In the suburbs of Yancheng, there is a lot of old villas here. Birds and flowers are everywhere here. The towering trees of decades are everywhere. .

The dozens of villas dotted with them all looked slightly bulky and rough, with a northern furry style.

Decades ago, this area was once an expert living area of ​​an institute. Later, the times have changed, and people living here have become messy.

The retired Lao Feng lives here.

The Spring Festival has passed, and the weather is getting warmer day by day. Even in the northern city of Yancheng, I don't feel how cold it is. Seeing sweat, I went back to prepare breakfast.

While walking, Lao Feng suddenly sniffed and seemed to smell something.

This scent, but it evoked his maggots, he slowed down the pace, and immediately accelerated some.

Hurrying home, greeted his wife casually, and said, "I'll go to the study to handle something."

Then in three or two steps, I went to the study.

He opened the file cabinet, flipped through a few folders, and then looked left and right. He reached behind the folder and touched it.

Alas, no?

He reached out and touched it unbelievably, but still could not feel it.

At this moment, Lao Feng's face immediately darkened, and he entered the living room with a tiger face, and asked his wife, "Isn't it? No one can move my filing cabinet? Did you move my bookcase again?"

"No." My wife was putting chopsticks, and she said calmly, "Don't you say that many times? I won't move your filing cabinet."

"Is that the babysitter moved?"

"The last time you scolded the babysitter, it was so fat before they entered your study." The wife rolled his eyes.

"Then what I put in the filing cabinet, why is it gone?" Lao Feng wondered.

"Maybe you put it somewhere else, you look for it."

"Also, I'll look back." Lao Feng turned and ran back to the study.

When his wife came to the door of the study while drinking a bowl of soy milk, she saw Lao Feng was holding her buttocks and turning around in the lower layer of the filing cabinet.

"Where did you go ... did not fall into the mezzanine ... whoops gone?"

"What are you looking for?" His wife asked.

"Find an important document."

"Oh, did this document come from Xiaoxu?"

"Well, yeah, you don't know."

"Then this document, isn't this?" His wife said.

Lao Feng turned around and saw his wife's hand, holding a small wine bottle smaller than a slap, with a sneer in his face.

"Ah ... mine ..." When Lao Feng saw the bottle, his eyes lit up immediately, and he was about to grab it.

My wife's face immediately darkened: "Lao Feng! What did you say when you last vowed to quit drinking with me?"

"I ... I said ... what did I say?" Lao Feng also planned to play silly.

"You said, if I see wine in your house, I will throw a bottle at you! You have no complaints!"

His wife said, throwing that bottle of wine out of position.

"Ah, wait! Wait! Don't lose it!" Lao Feng nearly rushed to hug his wife's thigh. "This wine is ... but ..."

"I know, this wine was secretly given to you by Xiao Xu, isn't it?" Said his wife. "This little Xu, every day talking about your body, even secretly gave you wine to see how I packed him! "

"Ah, Xiao Xu is also kind, and it is such a bottle that I can't help drinking it when I am addicted!"

"Just this bottle?"

"Of course this is the bottle."

"Really this bottle?"

"This wine ... expensive! This is monkey wine! Xiao Xu also has a pain to buy a bottle."

My husband nodded with satisfaction, and said, "I just flipped this bottle out, it's fair to you ..."

Then she raised her hand: "But I still have to lose it!"

"Don't!" Lao Feng hurriedly asked for mercy again. "Don't don't, if you let Xiao Xu know that you lost the wine he sent, he will also feel bad. This wine is really expensive ..."

Now, this monkey wine is not only expensive, it can't be bought at all.

Zhuang's wine, the output is too low, and now it is really difficult to find a bottle.

If you want to drink alcohol, it is estimated that the easiest drink is to get rid of sickness ...

"Lao Feng!" The voice of his wife grew louder again: "What did the doctor say!"

"Either quit drinking or die ..." Lao Feng's voice dropped.

"Then you see my old pearl is yellow, leave me alone, and let go on your own?" My wife cried.

"Oops, what do you say? Don't cry, don't cry, I wo n’t drink, do n’t drink, I promise not to drink, you throw this wine ... Lose it ...” Lao Feng's life, Feng Fengyun For a lifetime, but was eaten by a person, there is no power to resist.

My wife broke his tears and said, "How can you lose such expensive wine. I put it back and give it to Xiao Xu, you are a bad old man. Xiao Xu can give this wine to others." . "

Speaking, my wife hid again and didn't know where to take out a wine box and strengthened the bottle of wine.

Seeing the wine box, Lao Feng's eyes glared.

what? Didn't I hide this wine box in the basement? How was it discovered?

He felt that in this life, he could not escape the palm of his wife.

Just then the doorbell rang.

"Who?" The wife went out, and then heard a surprise voice from outside: "Yo, Xiao Xu, you are so busy, why do you always come here? Come, sit and sit fast. Lao Feng, Lao Feng Come on out, Xiao Xu is here! "

Lao Feng came out of the study, but with a black face, he said, "What are you doing here? Haven't I said that? I don't welcome you here!"

"You dead man!" My wife almost slaps out ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ When Xiao Xu is not here on weekdays, he misses him all day, and when he comes, you put your stinking face on again Show me? See if I don't hit you! Alas, who is this guy? Come for the first time, come, sit down, sit down. "

Lao Feng originally had half of this black face.

But when I saw the young man next to me, the face was really dark, just like a black paint.

"You ... you dare ... dare to come to my house! Xiao Xu, you ... are you going to be mad at me!"

"Lao Feng, what nerve do you have, people are guests! This is not your acre of three-point land, you can lose your temper!"

Zhuang not far from the door, not angry, smiled and put down the gift in his hand, pulled out a card from his pocket, and took a picture of the old Feng in front of him.

Green, not to mention more green.

It's really a person who can't look. Didn't expect Lao Feng or a personal talent?