My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Yang Feng looked at Meng Pingshan carefully and found that the latter's eyes were slightly evasive.

"Is there any other reason?"

Yang Feng asked strangely.

He didn't believe that Meng Pingshan could reject it like this after seeing something like this.

Meng Pingshan lowered his head and said with a somewhat calm expression: "Thank you for your kindness, but I can't accept this gift. It's time for me to go back."

After he finished speaking, he headed back towards the hotel.

Yang Feng felt that Meng Pingshan today was different from before, but he couldn't tell what was different.

After waiting here for a while, Yang Qiaolan also walked out.

"Brother Feng, I have arranged everything for them. The boss is an acquaintance."

Yang Qiaolan said, but her eyes could not stop being curious.

Yang Feng smiled and shook his head, saying: "Stop guessing, they are similar to you, they all serve the people."

"What department are they from? Why have I never seen them before?"

"You will know later. Go home first. My parents just called me twice."

Yang Feng's helpless expression.

He had already told Yang Antian and Hu Fengying that he was going home.

As a result, I stayed with them in the town until after eight o'clock in the evening, and then headed back home.

When we got home, the second elder was also very happy.

at home.

Lights on.

Hu Fengying prepared a supper for Yang Feng and asked, "Xiao Feng, how long will you stay home this time?"

"It will take about two or three days. I'll take a look at the projects at home and then go to the ancient city."

Yang Feng talked to Hu Fengying, and then said: "Then you can go to the capital to see that girl Xiao Shi."

"Want to go see Xiao Shi? That's just in time. The bacon at home has been dried, and there are also chickens that I raised. You can bring them with you later."

When Hu Fengying heard that Yang Feng was going to visit her sister, she immediately became excited.

Yang Feng was a little helpless and said: "Mom, Xiaoshi can't be hungry in the capital, not to mention the chickens you raise, I can't bring them there, and I can't get on the plane."

"Then bring bacon, yes, yes, and those fruits. Your sister always likes to eat them when she is at home. Pick some more for her and bring them to her then."

Hu Fengying thought about it as soon as she thought about it.

Yang Feng had no choice but to agree to them all.

Then, I saw him and said, "Then I'll take a shower and go out later."

"Where are you going so late?"

"Go and have a look at Wangmashan. We'll be back soon."

Yang Feng said casually.

Seeing him walking inside, Hu Fengying also felt strange and said, "Why does this brat of ours feel so weird? He seems to be interested in Wangmashan every time he comes back."

"The child probably has his own ideas, so let's not interfere."

"That's right. Our life is very good now. It just so happens that we will go to the farmhouse tomorrow."

Hu Fengying said.

Yang Antian nodded and said: "That is a big deal. Everyone in the village has invested money in it. This project cannot be scrapped."

The two also know that they should only care about those things that they should care about, and they should not take care of the rest.

Yang Feng was very relaxed.

After taking a bath, we headed towards Wangma Mountain.

Wangma Mountain looks a bit like a horse and is right at the end of the village.

When the villagers go to work in the fields, they can see the mountain when they straighten their backs and look up, which makes them famous as Ma Mountain.

But people who are not familiar with the village generally call it Back Mountain.

Yang Feng took advantage of the night and walked towards the mountain.

The distance was not particularly far. When Yang Feng reached the foot of the mountain, there were two families living there.

One of the houses is a newly built house, and its name is Yang Liwen. I have seen it several times before.

Although it was midnight, Yang Liwen still got up at this time.

He wanted to see if the water canal in his field would stop flowing, and also check the condition of the rice.

Yang Liwen's family are farmers. Apart from doing odd jobs, they spend most of their time farming.

Even as the village developed, he insisted on farming the last few acres of land.

The night is darker.

After Yang Liwen walked out of the door, he saw Yang Feng running to the foot of the mountain at this time. He was a little surprised and said: "Xiao Feng? Why are you still here at this time? Are you running at night?"

"Uncle Wen, I'm just here to take a look and get some exercise."

As Yang Feng was talking, he suddenly remembered something and said, "Uncle Wen, why didn't you go out to find a job or something? Aren't workers everywhere in the village now? The farmhouse in our village will be built soon, right?"

"Hey, these fields have been planted and they always need to be taken care of. As for the farmhouses, Uncle Wen, I am already old. Many new things cannot keep up with the times. I just need enough money."

Yang Liwen didn't seem interested in those.

This Uncle Wen has actually been good to the Yang Feng family since he was a child.

Moreover, his own son is also promising. He is now a graduate student at a prestigious university and will be able to make money after graduating next year.

Therefore, Yang Liwen is more indifferent to life than others.

Yang Feng stopped here, wiped the stone next to him, sat down on it and said, "Uncle Wen, the moon is quite big today."

"Yes, we are the only ones in the countryside who still have such a big moon."

"Ah."

Yang Feng agreed, and after looking at the moon for a while, he looked at him again and said, "By the way, Uncle Wen, you have been living at the foot of this mountain. Have you heard anything?"

"Eh? Xiaofeng, you have asked me this before."

Yang Liwen remembered what he asked about last time and said, "Just a few months ago, there was a sudden earthquake here, and everything on the mountain trembled."

"What about other than that?"

"Then there won't be any more... No, it was haunted before!"

When Yang Liwen talked about this, he became excited and said quickly: "Just one night not long ago, my wife and I saw two ghosts floating on the cliff. They floated up the cliff, and then they Gone."

He spoke vividly and even imitated what he saw that day when he was so excited.

Seeing his excited look, Yang Feng felt quite embarrassed.

If others don’t know, how can I not know?

Wasn't it just that he and Murong Wan were seen going up the mountain that day?

But I didn't expect that Yang Liwen still hadn't forgotten it after so long.

Yang Feng had no choice but to change the topic and said: "Uncle Wen, I want to go to the mountains to see it. How about you accompany me for a walk?"

"No problem, I'm just a farmer. Xiaofeng, you have made such a great contribution to our village. If you need me, you don't have to ask. I will definitely do my best for you."

Yang Liwen patted his chest, showing his honest and honest character.

Yang Feng also stood up and said, "Then let's go. Could Uncle Wen please lead the way? I'm not very familiar with this road either."

"Hey, the moon is bright today and the road is easy to walk."

Yang Liwen stood up and strode forward to lead the way.

Yang Feng looked at his back and followed him towards the top of the mountain.

It was late at night.

All sounds are silent.

Yang Liwen often climbs mountains and is very athletic.

When the two arrived at the top of the mountain, it was just past eleven o'clock in the evening.

There is a full moon in the sky, reflecting on the boulders on the top of the mountain.

At this time, Yang Feng and Yang Liwen were standing in front of the boulder, and two more shadows appeared on the surface of the boulder.

"Xiao Feng, what are you doing on the top of the mountain at this late hour?"

Yang Liwen asked a little strangely.