young flower

When I was four or five years old, I was also sent to a distant relative’s house in the city. Not long after that family had a young master, I ran out... and then I met the old patriarch.The Yang family is my benefactor, I never thought I could get news about my sister here...My sister's children are so old..."

Mingzhu narrated the past in a calm tone, and her cold expression did not loosen because of the sudden encounter with her relatives. Only when she looked at Feihua at the end did she show a little bit of emotion in her eyes.

As the youngest daughter among the seven children in the family, she didn’t remember anything when her sister was sent away. When she grew up and began to remember things, all she could remember was the hardships of life, the misery of being abused and trampled by others, and struggling to survive. The bitterness of climbing all the way.After so many years, her heart was so tired that only numbness and coldness remained in her heart. Relatives and family affection were already expired items for her, she didn't need them anymore, and she didn't care anymore.

Lan Jinghang, Feihua, and Yang Fengjue looked at each other, but they also looked at a loss with indescribable feelings.

This really answered a sentence: It's not that the family doesn't enter the family. In the end, will Feihua and Yang Fengjue both become Lan Jinghang's nephew?This is too...

But no matter what, Feihua has an extra aunt, and since Mingzhu recognized Feihua as her nephew, her temperament is not different from usual. When these two nephews with similar personalities stand together, Lan Jinghang can't help Don't admit it: This is indeed a family of direct relatives, especially when he raised his eyebrows and glanced at you with a half-smile, the two really came out of the same mold.

But these two people are not alike in every way, otherwise Yang Fengjue should have doubted their relationship when he met Feihua.Both Feihua and Mingzhu are not very friendly people, Su Weiping before and his close relatives are actually not much different, so the two of them get along even stranger than other subordinates in the firm.

On the other hand, Lan Jinghang, after knowing the blood relationship between Feihua and Mingzhu, not only took Feihua as a nephew for granted, but also became more cheeky towards Miss Mingzhu, and some nasty words made people avoid them.

So, not long after Quan Yong and Tie Bao's crooked incident, Fei Hua and Yang Fengjue decided to take the 36-country plan again—going out to relax.

Time flies, it is the end of autumn in a blink of an eye, snow is flying in a blink of an eye, and another year has passed in a blink of an eye.

On Qingming in March, when the willow branches were green, Yang Fengjue and Feihua bid farewell to everyone, and went all the way to Ronghuan County to visit her mother's grave.

A few years ago, Liu Bin and Qing Rong came to find Feihua. Together, they decided to move Fu Ying to Ronghuan County, which was her favorite place for burial. Izumi must be very happy to know.

When Feihua and Yang Fengjue came to Ronghuan County, Qingming was past, and they happened to meet the Spring Flower Society formed by scholars competing to enjoy the flowers, and the atmosphere in the whole county was very lively.

Ronghuan County is built in the center of a small basin, surrounded by small hills with very small slopes on all sides. Along the official road out of the city and the mountain road extending in all directions, there are colorful falling flowers everywhere.

Just after a light rain, Feihua and Yang Fengjue just went to the grave, and they stayed in a temple outside the city because of the rain.

The apricot blossoms in February have not yet come to an end, the remaining flowers are mixed with small fluffy green fruits, and the eyes are full of freshness and vitality.The peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the red and white powder are competing to be enchanting. The snow-white pear blossoms have just begun to flower, and it will not be long before they will be full of fragrance like snowballs.

The small temple courtyard is surrounded by flowers and trees. The originally extremely gorgeous and colorful secular colors are stained with a bit of holiness by the curling Buddha incense and the lingering chanting. Even people who have no Buddha in their hearts can There is no reason to give birth to a devout heart.

The rain stopped, and the tourists who stayed in the temple put their oil-paper umbrellas back into the fun of viewing flowers. Feihua and Yang Fengjue did not come in a carriage, but walked slowly along the path in the forest.

Just turning around a crimson peach grove, the two heard a sound of arguing. A young man in blue robe ran out suddenly and almost bumped into Feihua head-on.

Yang Fengjue quickly pulled Feihua into her arms, avoiding anyone who came.

The young man also didn't expect to run into them, glanced at them, cursed a few words angrily on his face, and ran away in a hurry.

"Cut! I don't even look at his shabby appearance now. He only wants to curry favor when he is down and out. He thinks others are fools!"

"That's right, he's so poor, he still uses Joe to show off, he really thinks he's still the young master of the Bai family back then! Haha..."

A few people laughed and ridiculed loudly in the peach forest, and when they turned the corner, some scholars who looked like scholars also noticed the two of them at the same time.The outstanding appearance and temperament made those scholars keep paying attention to the two of them.

After walking a long distance, Yang Fengjue said with a smile: "The person who was ridiculed just now was the one who dared to tease you in Tongle Villa." The expression on his face was joyful, as if seeing other people's misfortune is such a happy thing .

Molesting... Yang Fengjue would have forgotten if he didn't say anything. When he was on stage for the last time in Tongle Mountain Villa, he was harassed by someone who broke into the village. It is said that the person was the son of a well-known local family in Suzhou. A character with both civil and military skills, Yang Fengjue and Lan Jinghang not only imprisoned him and beat him up, but also embezzled his family property.

Unexpectedly, Yang Fengjue and Lan Jinghang still understand the truth that "living is more painful than dying", and they still retain the arrogant self-esteem of others, hehe... Really.

Feihua looked at Yang Fengjue's smiling face like a spring breeze, and the corner of her mouth showed a smile.

This person is actually very childish sometimes.Of course, he himself too.Otherwise, why is he smiling so wickedly!

The backs of the two walking away from each other gradually drift away, and finally they are hidden in the youth everywhere.

The flowers and shadows on the Moshang greet each other, and the little raindrops adorn the trees full of fragrance. Time has its own romantic place.It's exactly: the flowers on Moshang are young, and the flowers are romantic and self-admiring.How many stories are beyond words.