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Twelve Lang was stunned.

He looked at the sweet treats that hadn't been eaten yet, with a blank expression on his face.

no……

not left...

The braised pork is so popular that there is no more to add, so he specially reserved it to taste slowly.

Why not let them eat it?

After the eldest brother left, the third cousin came over and carefully comforted the desperate Twelve Lang.

"Brother Twelfth, don't be sad. Master Niu also has restaurants in Ding'an City. If we don't have enough food this time, let's go to Yangjiao Alley next time. I invite you."

Twelve Lang looked at the third cousin who had always been despised by him, and his heart was filled with countless emotions.

What's the use of my brother?Ah what's the use!He will enslave his younger brother, and he will not even let him eat well!

Why didn't his mother give birth to a sister for him, or give birth to him earlier, let him be the eldest brother!

Then can he teach the boss a lesson now, forbid the boss to eat delicious food, practice his homework every day, and reprimand the boss for being ignorant?

Probably because the resentment was too strong, he couldn't help but told the third cousin about the depression in his heart.

"Forget about Brother Twelve."

The little girl patted him sympathetically.

"If it's really you and the eldest cousin who exchanged words, then the one who taught you the lesson will be the uncle. Uncle beats people with family law, which is more painful than the eldest cousin."

Hearing his father's name, Twelve Lang shrank his neck instinctively.

Compared with the more unreasonable father, the boss is more reasonable after all.

But he was not comforted.

Anyway, Twelve Lang is a miserable person, and he is not loved by his mother and sister, and the third cousin... Well, it is barely considerate.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly saw a familiar Mozong disciple walking over with a box of braised pork.

"Twelve Young Masters, I found you."

what?

Twelve Lang had question marks all over his face, but he heard the disciple say with a smile.

"Jizi asked me to bring you some extra meals. He said you like this dish the most, so he left an extra box for you. If you are in a hurry, you can take it home and eat it later."

woohoo-

Twelve Lang's tears were about to flow down.

He pursed his lips and nodded heavily, stretched out his hand and carefully took the food box over, with a moved expression on his face.

"Thank you, Brother Fei."

Repeating this sentence, Twelve Lang nodded heavily, but felt warm in his heart.

Finally someone remembered him.

"That's good."

The third cousin on the side was very envious.

She also wants to have such a brother who is warm and caring.

The third aunt always talked about how the son of the Lu family married by the second sister was born in a noble family, a top-notch family, and how wealthy the sky was, and the second sister married and enjoyed the prosperity of the world since then, and her blood was among the first in the family lineage.

But she always felt that what the third aunt was talking about was about the Lu family, not the Mr. Lu that my sister was going to marry.She has never heard the third aunt talk about Mr. Lu's appearance, temperament, and preferences. It seems that the second sister married not a person, but the big "Lu" on his head.

So what if the surname is Lu?

Like their Feng family, there are also many clan members all over Yongxiguan, and they are all relatives when it comes to genealogy.

Although they have the same surname, everyone's life is different.Their family's defense of the country and border defense will add luster to the clansmen, but it does not mean that every person named Feng is a loyal person, and the Feng family has also produced weak bones.

But the third aunt didn't seem to understand this truth.

No, maybe it's not that I don't understand, but that I don't care.

The son of the Lu family that the third aunt told the second sister before seemed to be not very powerful in the family, and the family background was quite poor, but the third aunt was overjoyed to agree, and repeatedly showed off in front of her mother.Later, the Lu family sent someone over to talk about the marriage, and the third aunt never said anything about it, and started running to the family instead.

So the third aunt probably only wants the Lu family, as for who is from the Lu family, what kind of character they look like, it doesn't matter.As long as the second sister married into the Lu family, the third aunt would be satisfied.

But let her say that life is a matter of two people.Rather than facing a stranger with the surname "Lu", she would rather marry a gentleman like Brother Xiao Fei.

Careful, considerate, will remember friends' preferences, sincerely express concern and kindness, as warm as the sun.

Ugh.

The third cousin sighed.

A Niang always said that the second sister was unlucky, so she had a mother like the third aunt.

If Brother Twelfth and Eldest Brother can make friends like Brother Xiao Fei, the Feng family will follow suit.The second sister was obviously told by the ancestors to Brother Xiaofei, but was disturbed by the third aunt who was looking for death and life.

If that Mr. Lu is a considerate and gentle young man who loves his second sister and respects his first wife, that's fine, but if he's like those dandies from a family with upturned nostrils, the second sister will have a hard time.

The little girl was melancholy for a while, but after all, she was a teenager and soon recovered her spirits.

She sniffed, and looked at Xiaodi Feng with bright eyes.

"Brother Twelfth, you have to go back to Ding'an City to deliver the letter. The meat is cold after riding all the way. It's a waste of delicious food. Why don't we eat it now?"

"If you're afraid that you won't be able to finish eating, you can leave it to my little sister. I don't mind it."

Twelve Lang: ...

He wants to take back what he said before!What is considered considerate, this kind of sister is no longer acceptable!

Even though he was thinking like this in his heart, Twelve Lang still gave the third cousin Xiao Ban a box of good wishes.

Although he really wanted to enjoy it all by himself, but a little girl stared at the food box eagerly, Twelve Lang couldn't bear it.

Besides, it's better to distribute it to the third cousin than to take it back to the mansion and be robbed, at least he can still eat more than half of the box.The lesson of blood is too profound, you still have to eat the meat to be at ease, and you can't be too greedy.

So, twelve Lang, who was full of food and drink, happily embarked on the return journey.

When he got home, he met his third aunt seeing off the guests, and seeing him with a cold look, it was considered as a response to his greeting.

Monk Twelve Langzhang Er couldn't figure out how he had offended this great Buddha.

Fortunately, after the death of the third uncle, the third aunt used to treat their house with a strange ambiguity, and Twelve Lang got used to it early in the morning.

He went straight into his father's study, brought his eldest brother back to Jiuling City safely, and even brought a boatload of barbarians with him, and reported everything about it.

"Good! Good!"

Protector Feng slapped several times.

"As expected of my son, as long as his mother is capable, he will never leave anywhere!"

Twelve Lang instinctively felt that there was something wrong with what his father said, but he didn't dare to correct it, so he nodded obediently aside.

"The Donghu people sent a lot of cattle and sheep to Brother Xiaofei. Jiuling Lake is going to open a port and do business with the Donghu people in the future."

"Brother said that he would take a rest in Jiuling City for a day, and talk to Brother Xiao Fei about the Liushan Mine."

"Talking about mines?"

Hearing what he said, Feng Dahu frowned slightly.

"It's fine, why are you suddenly talking about mines?"

Liushan is a large mine newly found by the Feng family. The ore is of high quality, and the chief guard of Feng Da is planning to raise it and make it his family's wealth.

Now I heard the youngest son say that the boss wants to talk, but it's not a talk, it's clearly going to be given to his sweetheart, Lao Feng can still understand this kind of trickery.

This bastard, before he can be coaxed, he is thinking about his father's little coffers!What a fucking loss-making business!

Seeing his father's face sinking like water, Twelve Lang hastily bid farewell and left, heading straight to his ancestor's yard.

Years of living experience allowed him to understand his father in seconds. This is because the boss was so angry that he wanted to scold him, but he couldn't find the right owner, so he wanted to find someone to vent his anger in a while.

The boss is really a chicken thief. He knows that he will get angry when he says this, but he still pushes him to the front as a shield. Is it a bad luck to bully him? !

Hmph, the young master has also learned to be smart now, but he won't let you get what you want.

Anyway, if Dad can't catch anyone, his breath will become more and more suffocating. When the boss comes back tomorrow, Dad will probably have to deal with family law!

Hehehe, he has lived for so many years as the twelfth young master, and he has never seen the eldest brother being whipped by the family law, so he just learned a lot.

The more Twelve Lang thought about it, the more excited he became. He spent the whole night imagining the boss's bad luck, and he was so excited that he didn't close his eyes all night.

Early the next morning, he got up from the bed with dark circles under his eyes, laughing "hehe" as he walked.

"Is my brother back?"

Twelve Lang asked Badou.

He sent his entourage Badou to the concierge yesterday, and as soon as the eldest brother entered the mansion, he would report to him immediately, and he would rush to the main courtyard to watch the excitement.

But I waited until the sun was three poles, my brother was still nowhere to be seen, and I was very anxious after waiting for twelve cold.

He walked around in his small courtyard twice, and was about to send someone to ask about Badou's situation, but he saw his entourage running in from outside panting, stuttering as he ran.

"a little……"

"What less is less!"

Twelve Lang stomped his feet angrily.

"Don't say it's useless, what's the matter?"

"It's... business," Badou swallowed.

"came back……"

Then he saw that his twelve young masters disappeared into the small courtyard like a gust of wind, and it was too late to listen to his report.

Badou stretched out his hand, but still persistently said the following words.

"...The eldest son said that there is something important, and the main courtyard is now locked."

It's really like what Badou said, the main courtyard where the chief guard was sealed was indeed locked.

However, the news that the eldest son returned to the city safely spread in the mansion early in the morning. The old lady ate two bowls of rice in Xixi, and waited to report back to finish the business and take a good look at the long-lost grandson.

When Xiaodi Feng arrived, his father's Uncle Chang Suiping was guarding the door.Seeing that he wanted to enter the door, he quickly stopped him.

"Twelve Lang, the guardian has ordered that no one else can enter."

Hearing this, little brother Feng became even happier.

The old man locked the yard, this is to teach the eldest brother a good lesson, he can't miss this excitement.

After thinking about it, he sneered, leaned close to Uncle Ping, and said flatteringly.

"When did my brother go in? How does my father look?"

Uncle Ping followed Daduhu for most of his life, and watched the two brothers grow up, how could he not guess Twelve Lang's little thoughts.

He thought for a while and shook his head slightly.

"Eldest Young Master's expression is as usual, and the Chief Protector..."

Before he could say the second half of the sentence, the two of them heard a loud noise from the courtyard.

Bah——!

Twelve Lang was overjoyed, knowing that it was his father who had lifted the table.

In the study of the main courtyard.

Protector Feng stood on the ground, ignoring the desk that he accidentally overturned, and stared at the eldest son in front of him with wide eyes.

"Mu Ye, are you serious?!"

"Ning boy... Ning boy, can he really help us open the sea salt field?!"