In fact, the backyard of the Qian family is a small farmyard.

Three thatched huts.

Although the thatched cottage is incompatible with the brilliance of the front yard, the interior is quite comfortable and elegant.

The old lady sat on the bed, constantly telling Zhang Feng about Qian Wanli's childhood and listening to Zhang Feng's anecdotes about the Academy in the mountain. Zhang Feng also made a dessert for the old lady.

This time, the happy old lady kissed and kissed Zhang Feng on the face.

A moment later, the old lady said, "Wanli, why do I think you have something on your mind?"

Zhang Feng was surprised and hurriedly said, "grandma, I didn't!"

"You can't hide it from grandma, and you're a little different today than in the past, but grandma can't tell what's different. Maybe you miss your mentor and students in the front yard?"

The old lady sighed with some chagrin and said, "that's right. I'm an old woman. Where can you accompany you all the time? It's important for you to accompany the guests. Later, come back and see grandma more. By the way, when did you learn this dessert?"

Zhang Feng was surprised at the speech.

He didn't expect this, so he had to say nonsense: "grandma, this is what the Dean made for his grandchildren when they were on the mountain. The grandchildren wrote it down and made it for the first time today."

"Hehe, my grandson is promising! Look back, grandma found a marriage for you. It's grandma's own family. I heard that although she is only 15 years old, she is not much worse than the concubine in the palace. I heard your aunt wrote to me a few days ago that an official has been to the palace several times and wants your cousin to go to the palace... But I'm blocked by the old woman!"

The old lady said excitedly, "how can I give such a good granddaughter-in-law to others? We are all our own family. We must..."

"Grandma!"

Zhang Feng was ashamed and felt even worse.

She hurriedly interrupted the old lady and said, "grandma, the teacher said that men should focus on their studies, and the Dean also said that we will be able to be a senior scholar in high school in three years! Therefore, my grandson wants to wait until he shines on the lintel before sitting and waiting for plans."

The old lady's eyes cracked with laughter when she heard the speech.

Then he hurriedly pulled Zhang Feng and searched under the bed. A moment later, under the guidance of the old lady, Zhang Feng pried open a loose stone. The old lady groped and took out a palm sized wooden box from it, carefully opened it and said: "Wanli, this thing is a keepsake when your grandfather met your grandmother for the first time when he was young. It is said to be an old thing that has been handed down for hundreds of years. It can also be regarded as the heirloom of our Qian family. You know what your father does, so I haven't been willing to take it out. I'm thinking about waiting for you to make a difference. When you get married, I'll give it to you."

"But seeing you say so, grandma's memory is getting worse day by day. Therefore, grandma wants to give it to you now. I'm afraid we'll be in trouble if we can't wait for that day..."

Thing is an old thing. Although Zhang Feng doesn't understand jade, this white jade is like sugar and a piece of transparent glass. He is also shocked in his heart.

This is definitely an old thing, but the guilt in my heart is beyond words.

"Grandma, are you confused again? You are in such good health that you will wait until your grandchildren get married, and they want you to hold your great grandchildren!"

"Really?"

The old lady smiled more kindly. She grabbed Zhang Feng's hand and leaned against Zhang Feng's cheek. She talked about Qian Wanli's childhood like a beautiful language until the old lady fell asleep.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng was deeply relieved. He put the jade in the old lady's hand, covered her with a quilt, and gently walked out of the door.

Look at the farm tools all over the yard.

Zhang Feng couldn't help feeling a little confused.

Today, he wanted to avenge Qian Wanli. Although he was motivated, this was what he wanted to do. He wanted to tell people all over the world that Zhang Feng's people, even the heavenly king Lao Tzu who stepped on the horse, couldn't move!

He really didn't dare to bear this parting.

Leaning against a stone roller, Zhang Feng lit a cigarette and began to meditate.

And right now.

Suddenly a stone fell on Zhang Feng from a hut.

But he didn't hit it. Instead, he fell at Zhang Feng's feet. But this time, Zhang Feng was scared to death. He quickly took out the Mitsubishi army stab in his arms and was on alert.

He remembers.

The whole Qian mansion and its surroundings should have been combed by Lao Ma and others. What's the situation?

Is it

This place has hidden killers early?

Zhang Feng did not dare to make a lie, but he did not dare to have a slight act of recklessness. He did not practise martial arts. At this time, a group of people had been panic, but panic was panic, but not Zhang Feng had no instinct.

He also wanted to see who could escape the exploration of old ma and others.

Zhang Feng waited for a moment and only heard some rustling sounds, but he was no longer aware of the danger. Only then did he have the courage to slowly get up and look at the place where the sound came from.

But when Zhang Feng got up.

He was stunned by the scene he saw.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Feng and the person opposite asked in unison, "who are you?"