Flash marriage to the underworld boss, the queen of metaphysics is sweet and wild

"Xiao Qi is back?" Mr. Feng laughed, but there was fatigue in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

Wen Qi adjusted her facial expression, stood up and went over to meet him, supported the old man, and said softly: "Grandpa, have you used the inkstone? Is it good for you?"

Mr. Feng smiled and nodded, "Very good, you and Feng Ce have a heart."

Wen Qi helped the old man sit down on the sofa. Zhang Zhenyan smiled and said, "Grandpa, do you want some juice? My sister-in-law and I just squeezed it."

Mr. Feng waved his hand, "You guys can drink. My stomach has not been feeling well for the past two days. Please pour me a cup of hot water."

Zhang Zhenyan immediately put down the juice and went to the bar to pour a glass of water for the old man. "The temperature is just right. Grandpa, please drink slowly."

The old man took it and smiled happily. There is nothing more satisfying than having children around you who are sensible and filial when you grow old. He took two sips and asked, "Where's Yangyang?"

Wen Qi sat next to the old man, "Qingyi and Xiaogui are learning to walk in the garden with him, and it's almost time to come back." She turned around and asked, "Xiaoba went back to the bird room? I'll go check on him later. "

Speaking of this, Mr. Feng said quickly: "Don't wait, go now. Who would have thought that at this age, I still have to worry about a bird."

"Okay, okay." Wen Qi comforted, "Don't worry, I'll go check it out now."

When Wen Qi went out, Xiao Gui was helping Yang Yang go into the house. She went over and knelt down and asked with a smile: "Does Yang Yang want to go see Xiao Ba with Auntie?"

Yangyang grinned and said loudly: "Yes!"

Wen Qi picked up Yangyang, massaged his calves, and walked to the bird room.

After seeing Xiao Ba, Wen Qi's heart sank completely.

Xiaoba is very healthy. The reason why he hasn't spoken much these days and looks a little wilted is because he senses the death energy of Mr. Feng. Animals are all spiritual, especially animals with high IQs. They can feel the changes in the magnetic field of people around them.

There was a big rattan chair in the bird room. Wen Qi put Yangyang on it and asked him to talk to Xiaoba.

She walked to the door and called Feng Ce. The call was quickly connected, but Wen Qi didn't think of how to speak yet, so she could only remain silent.

Feng Ce sensed something from the silence almost instantly. His eyebrows jumped and he asked, "What happened?"

"Grandpa..." Wen Qi pursed her lips and whispered, "Grandpa's time is coming."

Feng Ce also fell silent. After a while, he responded in a low voice, "I'm going back now."

Wen Qi said "hmm" and comforted: "Anyway, for us, there is no difference between the soul and the body, and death doesn't mean anything, right?"

"Yes." Feng Ce almost sighed, "Don't be sad."

Wen Qi's eyes suddenly turned red and her voice trembled, "I'm not sad." Although they could meet each other in the underworld, Mr. Feng was going to be reincarnated after all, and they couldn't keep him forever.

When he is reincarnated, grandpa will no longer be grandpa.

This is the difference between ordinary people and ghosts and gods. Even if ghosts and gods drink Mengpo soup, it is possible for them to recover their past life memories, but it is almost impossible for ordinary people. If you forget, you will forget. After reincarnation, you will have a new life.

Wen Qi did not let her tears flow down. She adjusted her mood at the door and put a smile on her face again. Then she took Yangyang to say goodbye to Xiaoba and returned to the villa.

On the other end, after Feng Ce hung up the phone, he arranged the next work, and then did not leave immediately. Instead, he returned to the lounge. Li Hun opened the gate and returned to Fengdu Palace, summoning the Lord of the Hell Palace.

The King of Hell changed places in the blink of an eye. When he saw the familiar scenes around him, he didn't even raise his head. He directly cupped his fists and saluted, "I have seen Emperor Fengdu."

Feng Ce said quietly: "Bring the book of life and death."

The King of Hell didn't know why, but he didn't dare to disobey. He took out his tablet from his sleeve, opened the Book of Life and Death system, and presented it with both hands.

Feng Ce raised his hand, and the tablet appeared in his hand. With a few skillful clicks, he found Feng Yunxian's life span, with a balance of forty-five days. He stared at it with deep eyes for two seconds and asked, "I remember that the Yang Shou in the Book of Life and Death can be changed?"

The King of Hell was shocked and had some vague guesses. He suddenly said earnestly: "That was in the past, Your Majesty. Now it is completely electronic office. What is decided is what is decided. There is no way to change it! If it is changed rashly, it will cause chaos in the entire system. Yes! That is a big problem that affects the Yin and Yang worlds!"

Feng Ce frowned slightly and threw the tablet back. "I know, you can go back." After saying that, he opened the gate and returned to the world of the world.

The King of Hell opened the book of life and death and checked the inquiry records. When he saw Feng Yunxian's name, he was shocked. Is this His Majesty's relative in the earthly world? In his heart, His Majesty has always been a clear master who distinguishes between public and private affairs! Don't make such a stupid mistake!

When Feng Ce returned to Feng's house, it happened to be dinner time, and Feng Xiao came back on time, bringing a bottle of good wine.

The family happily had a reunion dinner and went to the tea room to make tea and chat together. It wasn't until Mr. Feng got a little tired that everyone dispersed.

Wen Qi and Feng Ce returned to the room upstairs.

Feng Ce looked a little tired, "I looked at the book of life and death. Grandpa's life span is forty-five days, which is the day before his birthday." He took a deep breath, "I plan to hold a birthday banquet before then. Choose On a weekend or a holiday, try to invite all of Grandpa’s friends and classmates.”

Wen Qi couldn't help but go over and hug him, "I'll listen to you." After a pause, she asked, "Do you want to tell grandpa about this?"

Feng Ce shook his head, "No, if I know the date of my death, I'm afraid there will be changes, and no one can tell."

Of course Wen Qi understands this truth, but when the dead become one's relatives, reason will always take a back seat.

"It doesn't matter." Feng Ce didn't know who he was comforting. "Grandpa has done good deeds and accumulated virtues throughout his life, and he will definitely live a good life in his next life. When the time comes, we can go visit him together."

Wen Qi's eyes turned red again, and she said "hmm" with a thick nasal voice.

The next day, preparations began for Mr. Feng's birthday banquet.

First of all, of course, we need to ask the person concerned if he has any ideas, and the guest list also needs to be decided by the old man himself.

Mr. Feng was so confused that he even forgot his own birthday party, but of course he would not refuse the children's filial piety. He didn't care if it was a few days in advance. He had to find a day when everyone had time.

Mr. Feng thought for a moment and said, "Let's do it at home. You don't have to shout too much. I'm getting older and don't want to socialize anymore."

Wen Qi agreed: "Then let's invite those close to us. Also take a look at the Feng family. Do you want to see anyone? If you don't want to see them, I won't notify them."

Feng Xiao hesitated, "It wouldn't be good if the Feng family didn't notify us."

Wen Qi glared at him, "Grandpa's birthday, can't we still be in charge of ourselves? How can we feel comfortable? We are celebrating our birthday, and we must nip in the cradle all factors that are not conducive to a good mood!"

Mr. Feng laughed heartily, "Xiao Qi is right! Let grandpa take a look first."

After all, the old man was old and soft-hearted, so he still gave two places to each branch of the Feng family to participate in the birthday banquet. When he announced his decision, the old man sighed: "After all, we are still a family. We see each other less often."

Wen Qi couldn't listen to this now. Her lips pursed when she heard this, but she didn't know how to refute.

Feng Xiao understood, "Okay, our family is big anyway. When the time comes for them to celebrate their birthdays, we will arrange them to go somewhere else and make sure not to disturb your peace."

Mr. Feng nodded repeatedly, "This is a good idea."

Wen Qi also smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, your mind is spinning much faster now than before."

Feng Xiao was a little embarrassed by the praise, "This can't be in vain, right?"

Zhang Zhenyan on the side is also a little proud, her husband is still useful!

Wen Qi laughed and shook her head, continuing to perfect the details of the birthday banquet.

In the afternoon, the designer comes to measure everyone's body and customize the dress. It takes about a month to complete, and there is still time to modify the details.

There are also the dishes, desserts, drinks, flowers, lighting, photography, etc. on the day of the birthday banquet... Only when I started doing it did I realize that there were too many things to worry about.

Wen Qi was busy from morning to night, but when she looked back, she found that nothing seemed to have started except the dress.

When Feng Ce came back in the evening, Wen Qi was still holding a notebook to make plans. He felt a little distressed and suggested, "Should we hire a professional team to do it?"

Wen Qi thought for a few seconds and nodded: "Professional matters still have to be left to professionals, but I hope they can cooperate with my ideas. It should be okay, right?"

Feng Ce closed the laptop and pulled her up, "It's definitely no problem. I'll have someone contact you tomorrow. Now you can get off work and take a good bath."

Wen Qi didn't feel too tired at first, but after taking a dip in the bathtub, she fell asleep within a few minutes. She didn't even know how she washed her body or got back to bed. It was already dawn when she opened her eyes again.

After washing up, Wen Qi went downstairs in light sportswear. Before breakfast was finished, the head of the planning team called.

Wen Qi simply went to their team's studio, which was called Frank. It was a well-known celebration company in the circle. Its main business was wedding planning, but birthday banquets were also very professional.

The key is that this company's planning can fully integrate customers' whimsical ideas into the entire planning without appearing obtrusive. This is one of the reasons why their team is so well-received in the industry.

The person who received Wen Qi was Linda, Frank's chief designer. She was a returnee planner who was under forty years old and had rich planning experience, but what really moved Feng Ce was the warmth in her planning.

After a brief exchange of greetings, the two quickly got down to business and finalized all the procedures shortly after lunch.

After the plan was completed, Wen Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief. She hoped that the old man's last birthday party would be perfect.

Before leaving, Linda suddenly said: "Master Wen Tian, ​​do you have time next? I would like to ask some questions."