The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Cheng Feng said: "It's not difficult to find out that your ears were fine at that time, but it feels a little serious recently."

"No?"

Cheng Feng said: "That needs to be dealt with. When there are many people talking, you won't be able to determine the direction. If there is an echo, you won't be able to determine the source of the sound."

Shang Xi said: "I'm used to it, I don't feel deaf."

Cheng Feng hugged her and said, "Look at the doctor, it's best to be optimistic. We won't regret it if you are not optimistic."

Seeing that Cheng Feng took this matter so seriously that he couldn't sleep, she simply agreed to take a look.

Seeing that Shang Xi agreed, Cheng Feng continued, "Tomorrow I will take you to get a haircut, and then go to see the doctor."

Shang Xi touched her curly hair and said, "My hair is considered short among women. Their hair is longer than mine."

Cheng Feng said: "It will look better if you cut off a little more."

"Won't it be weird?"

"will not."

"But I don't plan to cut my hair. I want to keep my hair shawl-length."

Cheng Feng rejected it outright: "It doesn't look good, and it doesn't cost much."

"You didn't say that before."

Finally, with Cheng Feng's constant discussion, Shang Xi agreed to cut off some hair. By this time, someone outside the door had already called them to eat.

The two of them got dressed and went out.

Mr. Wan changed his tone from scolding Cheng Feng and said with a smile, "Are you tired these days?"

Cheng Feng said "hmm".

"Your mother specially arranged for a pot of tonic to be stewed. You will each drink a bowl in a while."

This meal was indeed sumptuous. There must be another cook in the kitchen. As soon as I tasted the soup, I knew it was not made by Sister Wu.

Madam Wan asked someone to hand Shang Xi a bowl of unknown soup, and then said: "Shang Xi, this bowl is good. Please make up for it. Don't leave a mouthful behind. Eat all of it."

"Thank you, but I'm in good health."

Looking at this unusual bowl of soup, Shang Xi thought of something, and Cheng Feng also thought of something bad.

Cheng Feng was still frightened, so he said, "Isn't this a great tonic?"

"It's not a big supplement, but it's enough."

Shang Xi slowly pushed the bowl to Cheng Feng's hand and motioned for Cheng Feng to drink it for her. Her small body could not bear Mrs. Wan's tonic.

Cheng Feng felt that as long as he didn't add medicine, he couldn't poison people, so he took a spoonful of it and put it into his mouth. The herbal taste was quite strong and it didn't taste good at all.

Mrs. Wan stood up and patted Cheng Feng's hand across from Mr. Wan, "Silly boy, you dare to eat anything. It nourishes yin. It's what women drink, not for you to eat."

Cheng Feng said with some worry: "You can't let Shang Xi drink it too much. It feels like it's no different from soup."

"How is that possible? I specially asked someone to give Shang Xi the prescription."

Cheng Feng was a little curious: "You didn't even let the doctor take Shang Xi's pulse and you just gave her a prescription. What should you do if you are a quack doctor? This can easily lead to bad things."

"It's impossible. Many women drink it. After drinking it, they are guaranteed to have a son."

Cheng Feng and Shang Xi were both stunned on the spot. What was going on in the old lady's head.

Cheng Feng moved the bowl of soup to the other side of him and said seriously: "Shang Xi and I have no plans to regenerate, one Youyou is enough."

Mrs. Wan said: "Our Wan family is very thin. One child is a bit too few. How many more do you want? Otherwise, who will give such a large family property to in the future?"

Cheng Feng said: "I have decided not to have children a long time ago. I don't like so many people. Besides, it's not my fault that the population is thin. If you want to find the reason, you have to find it at the root."

Mr. Wan laughed angrily at Cheng Feng's words. He touched Cheng Feng's back and said, "You mean I am the reason why there are so few people."

Cheng Feng said: "It may be your fault, or it may be your father's fault."

Mr. Wan smiled and said: "I just said a few words to you today, and you are here to criticize your father. Not only that, but your grandfather also started to criticize me. At this point, I have to make an agreement with you. What are you waiting for? After we have some free time, our whole family will go back to worship our ancestors."

Although he was unwilling in his heart, Cheng Feng still nodded and agreed.

After the meal, Mr. Wan asked Cheng Feng to play chess. He was talking about discussing it, so Cheng Feng had no choice but to agree.

Mr. Wan just wanted to find an opportunity to get in touch with Cheng Feng more, and just say a few more words. On the one hand, he wanted to cultivate the relationship between father and son, and on the other hand, he wanted to make up for the shortcomings of not being by Cheng Feng's side for so many years.

In fact, it's not that easy.

Cheng Feng is very good at playing chess, and his mind is calmer than ordinary people.

Although it was no longer a bad move, Mr. Wan would still give in to him secretly, and he would always praise him with his mouth open, but the expression he said did not match his identity at all.

But Shang Xi on the side looked at it. Although Cheng Feng hadn't played chess for many days, he seemed to have really improved a lot. He should be regarded as a talented player. Once he understood the rules, he could understand them deeply. Sitting at the front His wisdom and unfathomable city can be seen in front of him.

Through his eyes and movements, Shang Xi could feel that he took one step and saw many steps, thinking far ahead. This kind of calmness was rare for people of his age. At that time, Shang Xi was most optimistic about this kind of calmness in him. Because of his temperament, she is attracted to Xiao Xiao, because she feels safe with such a person.

Although everyone was in high spirits, Cheng Feng still chose to go back to the house early to sleep because he had something to do the next day.

Get up in the morning, after breakfast.

Everyone was planning to go to the mining area, but Cheng Feng and Shang Xi were reluctant to move.

Boss Qian said: "Aren't you going to the mining area today?"

"The two of us have something to do later, so we probably have to go later."

"What's going on? Can you help me?"

"No, I just went to the street to buy something."

"Then I'll leave first. There's a lot going on over there today. You two can go over and take a look when you're done."

After that, everyone acted alone.

Cheng Feng found a barber shop in the city. The barber there was an old man. There was no choice. It was a time when there were no customers. Cheng Feng gave him money and he agreed to give Shang Xi a haircut. Hair.

The barber held a pair of scissors in his hand and asked the two of them, "How should I cut it?"

Shang Xi said: "Cut it to look good, but not too short."

The barber didn't move the scissors for a long time.

Shang Xi was puzzled. She didn't know what the barber was looking at. Was he designing a distribution for her? "Am I asking for too much?"

The barber said: "There are not many requirements. The main thing is that I have never lifted a woman's head, and I have never encountered hair with such serious curls. I don't know how to use the scissors."

Cheng Feng smiled secretly. He walked closer, gestured at Shang Xi's hair and said, "Cut it this way. The length should be here."