It’s just a pity that Feng Honglin’s happy treasure digging trip today could not go as he expected, because just as he got in the car and was about to set off, Feng Zhenwu and the two of them arrived unexpectedly.

"Uncle? What kind of fragrant wind has blown you?" Feng Honglin looked at Feng Zhenwu unexpectedly and took back the big foot that was about to get on the car.

"Are you going out?" Feng Zhenwu was glad, fortunately he was one step faster, otherwise the little guy would have been in vain as soon as he left.

"Yeah~" Feng Honglin nodded. Isn't this nonsense? If he doesn't go out, he will get a car and go out if he has a pit in his head.

"Is it urgent?" Feng Zhenwu asked with a frown.

"No hurry, I just go out for a walk (and then dig some diamonds back). Is it because I have something to ask me for?" Feng Honglin said.

"Is something wrong!" Feng Zhenwu didn't be polite to Feng Honglin, and nodded directly, "You don't want to chat with us at the door, do you?"

"How can it be? This is because my nephew is rude. Uncle and two elders invite me. Let's talk inside~" Feng Honglin directly gave the four-person group a wink and signaled them to drive the carriage back. His cheap uncle suddenly came to the door, and he was also taking a surprise attack. The most important thing is that when they looked at these people, they were afraid that they could not explain their own affairs in one sentence or another. When they made it clear, they couldn't tell when they got there. How could they have enough time to dig treasures?!

Just count it~ The crystal crystals on the Fengluan Dynasty are like pebbles by the river. They are so many that no one can pick them up when they are thrown there, and there is no rush to dig them in a short while. Let's hear what his cheap uncle is going to come to the door.

He led Feng Zhenwu and his group into the gate, through the front yard, into the second gate, and followed the Jiudian corridor and passed through the large garden to the study.

"Uncle, I have something to tell my nephew. The study room is quiet, and the servants will not come into my study room without my orders, so it is considered safe here. If you have anything, you can just tell me." Feng Honglin said, and personally placed the tea to the people in front of him.

Don't get me wrong. It's not that he saw the two noble people who came with his cheap uncle and wanted to flatter him. But after You Jiang brought the tea, he stepped down and ran out to help Feng Honglin guard the gate, so as not to have the eyesighted girl and boy come over and hear something that shouldn't have heard, or bump into a distinguished guest.

"Okay, don't rush, Honglin, sit down first, talk..." Feng Zhenwu pointed to the bench next to him. This posture had a sense of indirect guest appearance.

Feng Honglin sat down as he said, looking at the three people opposite him blankly...

"Well, is there anything wrong with my face?" Feng Honglin couldn't help asking.

It’s really not that Feng Honglin is asking this question, it’s really...

Mill girl, he definitely washed his face in the morning, and went out after he had finished it. And he was at his own home. From the dormitory to the door, it was absolutely impossible for this little distance to be covered with dust. This is not a dirty face, is it because his face suddenly grew flowers? Or is it that grass suddenly popped up? Otherwise, why would these guys stare at their face with this look?

By the way, we are not beautiful girls, but big men, pure, and we don’t mean to bend when we come out, so...

Dear, can you please ask the two to collect this creepy little look and stop staring at them like this? Still looking?! Didn’t you notice that our little goosebumps are already crawling all over our little arms?!

Still watching, still watching, still watching?! I can’t bear it anymore and there is nothing to do?!

"Cough~, I said..." Feng Honglin coughed heavily and was about to say something.

"Don't move!" Feng Zhenwu slapped Feng Honglin on the arm.

Feng Honglin couldn't help but grin and threw a resentful look at Feng Zhenwu: "I said uncle, can we change our words and call you uncle? Do you know how heavy your iron sand palm is?! This slap..., look, look~"

Feng Honglin stretched out his hand and rolled up his sleeves. Okay, it was a big red one. Feng Honglin didn't know if he should be glad or unlucky. Because he had been doing business all year round, he had a healthy wheat-colored skin, so although he was a big red one, it was not very conspicuous. If he had the white white skin as white as jade, I'm afraid his arm would be so red that it wouldn't be seen. I can be sure that his arm had been photographed red.

"Who told you to move randomly~" Feng Zhenwu was a little embarrassed, but he still made a point of reason. "A man, you're so tender that he's so hot that he's like a woman, you're still right?! He's still moving, telling you not to move randomly, come, sit closer, and let Uncle Nineteen see clearly!"

After saying that, he pulled it directly, Feng Honglin, who had just been stained with the bench, pulled it directly in front of the old man with a black brocade dress, a golden crown and a silver silk head, and a very rich appearance.

"Old Twelve, you can't be more at ease, be careful not to stretch the child~" Before Feng Honglin could speak, the old man who was called the 19th Uncle Feng Zhenwu first helped Feng Honglin feel unfair, "Come on, the child is closer, let the 19th Grandpa look at you..."

"Uncle Nineteenth~" Feng Zhenwu hesitated a little.

"Okay, I know what you want to say~" The old man waved his hand impatiently, grabbed Feng Honglin's hand, and his little eyes stuck tightly to Feng Honglin's face, "It looks like, it looks like, it's true that it looks like what Xiao Shier said, it really looks like..."

The old man's hands are very warm. Because of the proper maintenance, they do not look dry like ordinary old men. Of course, this may also be related to the old man's body. He has flesh on his body and can support his skin. But no matter how good the hand feels, it is still the hand of a big man. It is really awkward to hold hands with a big man?

"This, ten, nineteen..., um~" Feng Honglin was stuck, not sure what to call him.
Chapter completed!