She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"She's a beauty."

Mr. Feng nodded.

"Except for your grandmother, I have never seen a more beautiful woman than Mrs. Lin."

"Let alone her looks, her temperament is also quite good. She should not be a girl educated in the old times. But it is not right to say that she received a completely modern education."

"Okay, I've said so much, but you haven't told me yet, who is asking about Lin Qingxuan?"

Elder Feng also heard something: "This person is not asking about Lin Qingxuan, but his wife, right?"

Feng Cheng knew that he couldn't hide it from his old man, so he had to say, "Actually it's Manshu, you know, the little girl we are good friends with, the granddaughter of the Yan family. She has an old aunt who lost contact with her family during the war."

"The Yan family, the man the Yan family's little girl married back then, also had the surname Yan, right? It's just that the characters were different."

After a brief thought, Mr. Feng felt that Mrs. Lin might really be related to the Yan family in City C.

Mrs. Lin had a bold personality. Teacher Lin had said at the time that her hometown was in City C, and most of the girls there had this kind of personality. They were not as graceful as the girls from the south of the Yangtze River, nor as gentle and virtuous as the average ladies.

But it suits him best.

Teacher Lin loved Madam Chong very much, and they naturally respected Madam Lin very much as well.

But in that era, it was not easy to meet Teacher Lin, let alone meet his wife.

Therefore, Mr. Feng had only met him once, and the rest of his impressions were all made up by his mind from Teacher Lin’s description.

"Maybe she really is her great aunt." Old Feng laughed.

"After all these years, why do you want to find someone now?"

"It is said that the old aunt's dowry was found in the ghost market. During the search, we actually found the old aunt's descendant, the only great-grandson."

"Are there really descendants?" Old Feng was surprised.

"Mr. Lin's great-grandson is probably not an insignificant figure. Tell me about him quickly."

Feng Cheng's mouth twitched: "You're overthinking it. Lin Xiaolong is just an apprentice in a martial arts school, teaching children martial arts. Nowadays, most children are enrolled in Taekwondo and Sanda classes. Where are there people who learn serious martial arts?"

"Not only is life not that good, but we also encountered that guy Oda Ichiro from the island country who came to challenge us."

"Now Lin Xiaolong and his master have been beaten and are hospitalized."

"How ridiculous!" Old Feng slapped the coffee table, causing the tea to splash everywhere.

"Who is that Xiaotian? It's the right time in this world, and he still dares to come to China and act wild!"

Feng Cheng: "You really are still as sharp as ever. Is this a small matter worth getting angry about?"

Feng Cheng also wanted to hide it from the old man before.

But the old man is smart. Firstly, I can’t hide it. Secondly, I might as well take this opportunity to put some lies on him.

If the island country's embassy helps Ichiro Oda to make any excessive demands, the old man can also lend a hand.

"You little bastard, don't you have good intentions?"

Old Feng slapped his grandson on the forehead and said, "Tell me what's going on. Don't just answer one question after another. Tell me everything!"

All right, Feng Cheng found Manshu's cousin. Before he could be happy, he told him about how his cousin was beaten and sent to the hospital.

Then he talked about the misunderstanding again.

"What do you mean by crows pecking out your eyes? It was just a joke from a little girl, but Oda Ichiro took it seriously?"

"If Yan Manshu was that powerful, she would have done more than just let the crows peck out Oda Ichiro's eyes."

"Besides, Oda Ichiro is already so old, and he's still staring at little girls. He deserves to be blind!"