Mrs. Legend

Mei Chuanqi turned around with the child in his arms, and saw a man standing behind him in a white suit, a white mask, and long flaxen hair tied into horsehair. Passing the child in his hand: "Legend, congratulations on your release from prison."

Mei Chuanqi raised a sincere smile: "Uncle An, long time no see."

The Uncle An he called was An Si, the mentor who trained him back then. He was also the personal guard of the ancestor. It is said that he has been with the ancestor for more than 200 years. He is loyal to the ancestor, and the ancestor also trusts him very much. people.

Ans is like his other father to him. In addition to teaching him earnestly, he also gives him the care and warmth that he has never received from his biological father. Therefore, the relationship between the two is like a father and son, very close.

Mei dangerously kissed An Si's cold mask: "Grandpa An, good!"

"Weiwei, good." Ans smiled and handed Weiwei a candy, then, looking at Mei Chuanqi, he said, "Since I know it's been a while, why don't you come to see me after you get out of prison?"

He said so, but there was no complaint in his tone.

Mei Chuanqi smiled and said, "Didn't I come to see you now?"

He didn't come to see An Si immediately because An Si was with his ancestor every day. When he came to see An Si, he would definitely meet his ancestor.However, with his current situation, he really has no face to see his ancestors.

An Si looked around Mei Chuanqi and asked in confusion, "Why don't you see Yunqing?"

Mei Chuanqi looked at the son in Ans's arms: "She is not feeling well, resting at home."

After speaking, he immediately received his son's contemptuous gaze.

Ans had no doubts: "Go, come with me to see the master."

He carried the child to the villa.

Mei Chuanqi hesitated for a moment before following An Si's footsteps.

In the hall, the juniors of the Mei family lined up to present birthday gifts to the elders in the main seat, saying auspicious birthday greetings.

The elder in the main seat was wearing a black Tang suit embroidered with golden dragons. He had handsome features and sharp and stern eyes. Just a slight glance was enough to make the legs of the junior in front of him tremble. He is well maintained, with only a few thin crow's feet in the corners of his eyes. If he is not sitting in the main seat, no one would think that he is 390 years old.

Mei Feichen watched the juniors give him congratulatory gifts expressionlessly, and when he heard the congratulatory words of the juniors, a flash of impatience flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the gate frequently. Suddenly, an unknown beam of light flashed across his eyes.

As soon as Mei Chuanqi entered the door, he saw Mei Feichen sitting on the sofa in the center of the hall, exuding a majestic aura, and behind him stood ten guards dressed like Ans.

There are nearly a thousand guards like this around Mei Feichen. On weekdays, everyone wears masks to hide their true faces. Even An Si, who is closest to him, has never seen the real face of An Si. appearance.

The juniors who were celebrating the ancestor's birthday found that the ancestor had been staring at the door. They turned their heads and saw An Si holding Mei Dandan, leading Mei Chuanqi over.

Everyone's complexion changed, and they began to whisper to each other.

"He's really thick-skinned, he's humiliated the Mei family, and he's ashamed to come here to celebrate his ancestor's birthday."

"How can there be someone like him in our Mei family? Let's not talk about escaping on the battlefield, just talk about genes and physical fitness, no matter what they are, they don't meet the standards of our Mei family. The general is somewhat similar, and I almost wondered if Major General Mei had the wrong child in his arms."

As if Mei Chuanqi didn't hear everyone's whispers, his eyes directly met Mei Feichen's, and his mood suddenly became extremely complicated.

When the people of the Mei family faced Mei Feichen, they only had awe in their hearts, but he was different. He still had a kind of unwillingness in front of Mei Feichen, and his mind was full of thinking about surpassing this person.

Even if his genetic physical ability is far inferior to Mei Feichen, but every time he sees this person, his determination to surpass will become stronger every time. I don't want Mei Feichen to look down on him, even if he has been reduced to a deserter now His military career, which he was unwilling to accept, came to an end here.

Mei Chuanqi came to Mei Feichen with a birthday gift in hand: "I wish my ancestors happiness like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan. Every year has today, and every year has today."

After speaking, he immediately prepared himself mentally to accept the cynicism from his ancestors.

Mei Feichen stared at him for a long time before accepting the birthday present with his own hands, and said calmly, "Stay here for lunch at noon."

A flash of surprise flashed across Mei Chuanqi's eyes.

In the past, every time Mei Feichen saw him, he either ignored his existence, or showed no good looks, or said a few mocking words.

But now Mei Feichen not only received the birthday present with his own hands, but also didn't even say a word harshly, nor showed contemptuous eyes, and even let him have lunch here, which is really surprising.

Mei Chuanqi thanked his ancestor for the invitation, and under the jealous eyes of everyone, he and An Si left the hall, and then found a quiet place, talking about life in the black prison.

As soon as the two chatted, it was time for lunch.

There were more than 30 people who were left by the ancestors for lunch, and they were all arranged to sit in front of a table more than ten meters long in the hall.

Mei Chuanqi intentionally stayed away from his ancestors, and took his son to sit at the end of the table, talking and laughing in a low voice, ignoring them, eating surprisingly comfortably.

On the other side of the table, there was a serious discussion about mecha training, which was very intense, and everyone wanted to have a chance to perform in front of their ancestors.

The meal lasted from noon until the evening banquet. Mei Chuanqi took the children back to the main house to change into formal clothes before heading to the compound for entertaining guests.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and almost all the guests who came to celebrate the birthday had arrived, making the originally empty courtyard very lively.

As soon as Mei Chuanqi brought his son into the yard, the hot voice immediately fell silent. Everyone looked at Mei Chuanqi with disdain, and whispered what happened in the supermarket a few days ago.

"legend."

Jian Yi, Lian Zeyang, and Zhuo Jun who were chatting under a big tree walked over with a smile.

Mei Danger greeted all the uncles politely, then raised her head and said, "Father, I'm going to find other people to play."

Mei Chuanqi scanned the compound and nodded when he saw his little friend who usually played well with Mei Danger.

Seeing the child leave, Jian Yi immediately gave Mei Chuanqi a look asking how the test results were yesterday.

Mei Chuanqi was about to say something when there was a commotion at the gate of the courtyard, and everyone looked towards the gate.

Three men walked into the yard, among them the deep black eyes of the man who walked in the front were shining with a heroic vigor, and there were sharp eagle-like eyes hidden in the seemingly calm eyes, matched with a handsome and resolute face like a chiseled silhouette On the ground, it is even more imposing, with resolute thin lips lightly parted, and I don't know what to say to the people behind me, so that people around me dare not get too close, but they tightly attract everyone's attention.

Someone recognized them with sharp eyes and exclaimed, "It's Colonel Feng Jing Teng Feng."

Immediately, the whole yard was boiling, as long as the unmarried single men and women were ready to move, doing everything possible to find an opportunity to get close to Feng Jingteng.

Mei Chuanqi, who was standing under the tree in the corner, couldn't help but follow Feng Jingteng's figure.

He felt that Feng Jingteng was alienated in front of him, which made him feel very strange, and also made him feel that he was not close.

Lian Zeyang suddenly said: "Except for the honor of meeting Feng Jingteng at the banquet where Feng Jingteng recognized his ancestors, not many people know what he looks like. However, after what happened last time in the supermarket , Someone broke the news that the person protecting the legend is the global hero Feng Jingteng, causing his popularity to decline rapidly, and many people are dissatisfied with his behavior, thinking that he should not protect the deserters who are despised by the whole people."

Both Zhuo Jun and Jian Yi looked at Mei Chuanqi, with deep meaning in their eyes: "Our Brother Legend is really charming."

Mei Chuanqi rolled his eyes angrily.

"Legend, don't you explain it?" Lian Zeyang joked.

Seeing Lian Zeyang's suspicion, Mei Chuanqi felt a little hesitation in his heart, wondering if he should tell about his accidental marriage registration with Feng Jingteng.

At this moment, Mei Feichen walked into the compound surrounded by guards, and everyone stepped forward to congratulate him.

Mei Feichen greeted the people around, and walked up to the microphone on the stage.

He raised his hand, and everyone fell silent immediately.

Mei Feichen glanced lightly at the guests below and the juniors of the Mei family: "Thank you everyone for taking the time to attend my 390th birthday. At the same time, I am very happy that I can still stand here and talk to you at the age of 390. ..."

Next, he said a lot of lines that he had prepared a long time ago. At the end of the day, he got to the point: "Since I stepped down from the position of general, I have been responsible for training all the children of the Mei family. So far, I myself I can't remember how many disciples the Puritan Church has produced. But I am 390 years old now, and my body is not as good as before. I can no longer train hundreds or thousands of people by myself. So, I want to take advantage of my ability to move. When you can still teach and train, accept a successor."

After the words fell, the whole yard suddenly became a sensation.

After the Mei family asked the child to come back for a test yesterday, everyone knew that the ancestor was going to accept a closed disciple, but they didn't expect to accept a successor.

Successors are different from disciples. Disciples can have many, but successors can only have one.