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

The main venue is set on the lawn behind the villa, surrounded by tall trees and with a small bridge and flowing water in the middle. It can be called a natural oxygen bar.

At the beginning of the birthday banquet, the host cued several procedures, mainly the birthday celebration part.

As Mr. Feng’s most frequent contact, Mr. Xing has become a well-deserved representative of old friends and old classmates.

Mr. Xing stepped forward to take the microphone, and after a while he said: "At this age, it's meaningless to talk about the situation. My most sincere blessing is health and longevity! I hope we can get together next year to wish you a birthday, no less!" "

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone applauded enthusiastically, and some emotional old ladies had red eyes.

A lot is indeed the best wish.

Mr. Feng's eyes were a little red, and his expression was quite emotional. He nodded repeatedly, but did not really agree.

Wen Qi saw it and sighed secretly. Grandpa had indeed noticed it.

Afterwards, it was Feng Xiao and Yangyang who wished birthday on behalf of the younger generation.

Feng Xiao didn't know anything, so he was silly and cheerful. He went up and said a lot of funny things, which easily broke the somewhat sentimental atmosphere just now, and the venue was filled with laughter.

In the end, it was Yang Yang who was responsible for paying New Year greetings. He said a few auspicious words and even walked directly to Mr. Feng and kowtowed.

The old man was so surprised that he hugged Yangyang directly.

Wen Qi was startled and subconsciously raised her hand to help her. Fortunately, the old man only swayed a little before he stood still. He hugged Yangyang and kissed him several times before putting him down.

The little suit that Yangyang wore today became wrinkled instantly when his great-grandfather rubbed it, and the little prince became sloppy in an instant.

Seeing this, everyone laughed kindly again.

Finally, Mr. Feng took the microphone and thanked all the guests in a very official manner. Then he suddenly said, "I would like to take this opportunity to announce something about my inheritance after my death." Inheritance issues.”

Hearing this, everyone became quiet.

Feng Ce and Feng Xiao both frowned, and Wen Qi said directly, "Grandpa, we won't talk about this on the big day."

Zhang Zhenyan felt that something was not right in the atmosphere, and looked at Feng Xiao in a panic. The latter was also puzzled. Why did he suddenly mention the will?

Mr. Feng shook his head slightly and continued: "We still have four eldest children and one younger child in our family. Although I cannot be absolutely fair, I also want to try my best to prevent you from getting dirty because of the inheritance. I decided that under my name The shares will be divided equally among the four eldest children."

Mr. Feng looked at Yangyang and said with a smile: "As for this little one, can I leave my great-grandfather's real estate and savings to you?"

Yangyang was very smart and knelt down and kowtowed again.

Feng Xiao and Zhang Zhenyan were both dumbfounded.

Mr. Feng laughed happily, "Good baby! Get up quickly!"

Feng Xiao picked up Yangyang. The child's body was already covered with grass clippings. Yes, I need to change my clothes before the banquet.

"Okay, that's all I have to say." Mr. Feng smiled and said, "I hope everyone can have fun and eat to their heart's content today."

The branches of the Feng family who came to attend the birthday banquet looked at each other in confusion when they heard this. Their expressions were a little subtle. Their branch couldn't get a single cent? This is too heartless!

Some people couldn't hold themselves back and went directly to the main table where the old man was sitting. On the pretext of toasting, they asked insinuatingly whether they had a share in Mr. Feng's inheritance.

The expressions of everyone present turned cold.

The old man was having a birthday party, so he just made a will, but there were people who couldn't carry it clearly and came over and asked, "I wish the old man could come over, right?"

Wen Qi directly waved to call security, pointed at the person and said coldly: "Throw it out."

The man was stunned for a moment, and was pulled unceremoniously by the security guard. The drink was immediately spilled all over him. His face turned red and he said: "Wen Qi, what are you doing? In terms of seniority, you have to call me uncle Liu! You treat your elders like this Really?! It’s so unruly!”

Feng Ce's eyes turned cold and he said in a deep voice: "Stop his mouth."

The security guard, who was nearly two meters tall, covered his mouth with a hand as big as a cattail leaf fan, and most of his face disappeared. The effect was immediate.

Seeing this, other people in the Feng family branch who were about to make a move all reluctantly stopped thinking. It would be too shameful to be kicked out in such an occasion. Anyway, judging from the state of Mr. Feng, this will will not be needed for a while. In the future, still have a chance.

After dinner, Mr. Feng took a group of old friends to sit in the garden, accompanied by Xiaoba and Yangyang. One bird and one cub were like two living treasures, making the grandparents around laugh from ear to ear. Mouth.

A pleasant afternoon passed quickly.

In the evening, everyone had another meal together. When everyone got in the car and went home, Mr. Feng's expression showed a bit of exhaustion.

Wen Qi stepped forward to support the old man and said softly: "Grandpa, it's been a tiring day. Go back and rest."

Mr. Feng shook his head and said, "Call Feng Ce and come to me in the study." After saying that, he didn't need Wen Qi's support and walked slowly to the elevator on crutches.

Wen Qi looked at his back and recalled in a daze the day she first came here. She also looked at her grandfather's back like this. But at that time, his grandfather's back was much straighter than now and he walked much faster.

How could a person's life change so much in just such a short period of time?

Wen Qi asked Feng Ce to go to the study with him. When he entered, Mr. Feng sat on the wicker chair and closed his eyes to relax.

Neither of them spoke, and their steps were gentle, but as soon as they walked in, the old man opened his eyes.

"Sit down." Mr. Feng said with a faint smile on his face, "It's nothing serious, just chat."

Wen Qi and Feng Ce sat down on the mahogany sofa opposite the old man. The former had a smile on his lips, "Grandpa has been chatting with old friends all day, haven't you had enough?"

Feng Ce also said: "As you get older, you have to act according to your ability. You should go to rest now. Is there anything you can't talk about tomorrow?"

Mr. Feng sighed, "That's why I want to talk to you. I want to know how many days I have."

Wen Qi and Feng Ce were both silent.

Seeing this, Mr. Feng sighed, "That's true. I asked you why you suddenly want to hold a birthday banquet, and you have to advance it..." At this point, Mr. Feng said keenly: "It won't be around my birthday, right?" He frowned. Wrinkled, "That's not a few days."

But then he thought about it, he had already done everything he needed to do, and it seemed that no amount of time would be of any use.

"I have never been blessed with sons in my life, but fortunately I have two worthy grandsons and two filial grandsons-in-law." Mr. Feng smiled with satisfaction, "It's good."

Wen Qi's mood was complicated, "Grandpa..." But after shouting, she still didn't know what to say. For the first time, she felt that she was stupid and couldn't even comfort people.

Feng Ce usually talks little, and he can't say anything at this time. He can only say: "I won't let you suffer."

In the next few days, Feng Ce and Wen Qi stayed with the old man at home. Feng Xiao and Zhang Zhenyan also noticed it and spent more time at home.

Until the day the old man left.

Feng Ce was cooking in the kitchen, and Wen Qi was doing some cooking. A burst of Yin Qi suddenly approached. The two of them looked back and found the ghost of the old man. They were speechless for a moment.

Mr. Feng said with a smile: "When I suddenly saw my body when I suddenly left my body, I was shocked. Then I took two steps. This soul is indeed light."

Wen Qi took a deep breath and laughed, "Grandpa looks much younger."

Mr. Feng patted his arm, "Yeah, I think so too! I'll go say goodbye to Yangyang later and leave. You can take care of the memorial service yourself, I won't stay to watch. "

Feng Ce sighed and said, "Okay, I'll take grandpa there when the time comes."

Mr. Feng waved his hand, "No need to send it away. If I have anything to send to the underworld, someone will come to pick me up." He turned around and disappeared with one step, directly to Yangyang's room on the second floor.

Zhang Zhenyan was reading a book with Yangyang when he suddenly noticed the unfamiliar Yin Qi approaching, and he shouted in excitement: "Little devil!"

The kid suddenly appeared, and as soon as he landed, he spotted the figure of Mr. Feng. He was slightly startled, and called out with a complicated expression: "Grandpa."

Mr. Feng had always heard the kid's name before, but this was the first time he actually saw him. He was also very happy to be called grandpa, "Oh, you are quite cute. No wonder Yangyang likes you so much."

The kid pursed his lips a little shyly.

Zhang Zhenyan's eyes were already red, and she choked with sobs: "Grandpa, why are you..."

Mr. Feng waved his hand, "It's only a matter of time, no need to cry. This life is over, and there will be another life. Isn't life just a cycle?"

Zhang Zhenyan wiped her eyes and called Yangyang over, "Go and talk to Grandpa more."

Yangyang was too young and ignorant, and he didn't quite understand the difference between ghosts and humans. He didn't understand why his mother was crying or what happened to his great-grandfather. He just pretended to be shaking like before. I ran towards my great-grandpa in a hurry, wanting to play with him.

Mr. Feng hugged Yangyang, and a trace of reluctance arose uncontrollably in his heart, "Let's go! Grandpa will take you to have fun today!" Make up for all the things that you couldn't play before and that you didn't have the energy to play!

Before the play was over, Feng Xiao rushed home in a hurry after receiving the news. He had to go out for something today, so why... Feng Xiao's eyes were red, and he asked Wen Qi to help open his yin and yang eyes, and saw his grandfather for the last time.

As night fell, Yangyang fell asleep. Mr. Feng smiled and waved his hands to the four people, and planned to leave, but looking around, there was no sign of any sin at all.

Mr. Feng frowned slightly and guessed: "Isn't it because he is afraid of Xiao Qi that he doesn't dare to come?"

Wen Qi couldn't laugh or cry, "How can I be so intimidating? Grandpa, let Feng Ce see you off."

When he heard this for the second time, Mr. Feng's intuition was not simple, but he really couldn't figure it out. He could only look at his most satisfied eldest grandson, "How do you give it to me?"

Feng Ce took a step forward and left his soul in full view of everyone.