Chapter 197

Feng Xun nodded and explained with a smile: "yes, Sicily is rich in oranges and lemons. There are citrus trees everywhere..."

"So it is. It's a good place!" On the seventh day of the summer, he once again praised.

The middle-aged man sitting in the front co pilot also said at this time: "our manor really has a large citrus forest and lemon forest, as well as a large vineyard, which is used to make our own wine!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he nodded clearly and looked out of the car window again. As expected, he saw the large vineyard and citrus grove and could not help but pick his eyebrows.

It seems that this manor is no smaller than Feng Xun's manor in Genoa!

I just don't know the identity of the manor owner and why the middle-aged people who come to meet them call the manor owner the leader!

The lengthened Hummer stops at a fountain square. The middle-aged man sitting in the co pilot gets off the car almost immediately, opens the door for Feng Xun, and politely makes an invitation: "Feng Shao, please --"

Feng Xun gets off the bus first. As soon as he wants to go down together on the seventh day of the summer, he sees Feng Xun's hand handed over. He can only shrug and hold his hand and get off the bus together.

They followed the middle-aged man into the magnificent baroque style house. Before they came to the banquet hall, an elderly man came up with a cane and a smile.

"Feng Shao, good day. I'm so happy that you can come to my family party!"

Xu is so happy that he even forgets that his legs and feet are inconvenient. When he releases his crutch, he will come forward to embrace Feng Xun. However, Feng Xun coldly avoids him and nearly falls to the ground.

The middle-aged man quickly and steadily held him, and whispered: "chief, be careful!"

"It doesn't matter. I'm so happy to see feng Shao come!" He doesn't seem to mind Feng Xun's avoiding his embrace at all. He shakes his head and laughs with indifference.

On the seventh day of the summer, looking at the old man who was tied with a bow tie and dressed formally, he felt funny. He could not help but asked Feng Xun in a low voice: "is he the owner of the manor here?"

"Not bad!" Feng Xun nodded and explained with a smile: "he is Kramer!"

At the beginning of summer, when Feng Xun mentioned the name, he thought he was a little older than Feng Xun, but he was surprised that he was such an old man.

"Feng Shao can come to me as a guest, it really makes my manor shine..." Kramer said with a smile, and his eyes fell on the seventh day of the summer next to Feng Xun. He asked cautiously, "don't you know who this is?"

As Xia Chuqi was about to answer, Feng Xun explained to Kramer ahead of her: "Xia Chuqi, my fiancee!"

As he said this, Kramer and the middle-aged subordinate beside him showed incredible expressions on their faces, and the seventh day of the summer was also slightly embarrassed.

Fiancee or something... Is that a bit too sudden?

"He's Kramer, my partner!" Feng Xun points to Kramer and explains to Xia Chuqi. Xia Chuqi nods and greets Kramer politely: "Hello!"

"Hello, Hello, it's Feng Shao's wife!" Kramer had already reacted from this great shock. He used to call Xia Chu Qi Yi with a smile. The three words of "little lady" made Xia Chu Qi Yi look black.

"Father, is the guest here?" Just then, a young man's voice came.

On the seventh day of the summer, looking up, I saw a handsome young blonde walking briskly towards Kramer, holding his arm and saying, "the party is ready!"

"I've come. I'm not going to see this Feng Shao!" Kramer quickly reminded his son.

The young man then realized that there were two strangers standing in front of his father. His eyes were first attracted by the seventh day of the summer. He was used to seeing Western beauties. When he saw the seventh day of the summer wearing a simple and elegant dress with broken hair, his eyes lit up and his expression was full of appreciation.

But his eyes soon moved to Feng Xun and politely extended his hand: "Feng Shao, Hello, I'm Nino!"

Feng Xun glanced at him lightly, but didn't reach out. The young man who called himself Nino was embarrassed, but he didn't dare to say anything more. He just let go.

"You two, please!" Kramer patted his son on the shoulder and comforted him silently. He made an invitation to Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer. The party came to the banquet hall.

On the seventh day of the summer, Feng Xun and he sat down side by side on the spacious sofa. The fragrant oranges and various kinds of fruit snacks were placed in front of them. A woman in white gauze was caressing the harp seriously.

On the seventh day of the summer, I thought there should be a lot of visitors to the banquet, but I didn't expect that there were only a few people in the huge banquet hall, including the manor owner Kramer and his son Nino, which seemed a little empty.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Xun sees that she looks different and asks in a funny way.

"Nothing. I'm just thinking, since it's a banquet, why can't I see too many guests?" Summer seven can not help but doubt to ask a sentence.

Without waiting for Feng Xun to reply, Kramer explained with a smile: "it's not a formal banquet, it's just a small family banquet. There are many children in the family. In order to avoid disturbing Feng Shao, he let them leave!"

At the beginning of summer, he nodded clearly and began to peel the orange in his hand while enjoying the melodious sound of the harp.

Nino's banquet program seems to have begun with their arrival. Several women in gauze enter and begin to dance with the melodious sound of harp.

Sometimes they raise their slender legs, sometimes they turn over and throw up their long sleeves. It's clear that they are dancing with sleeves, but they are accompanied by Western harps. This combination of Chinese and Western performances makes the seventh day of the summer very interesting and interesting.

At the end of the dance, on the seventh day of the summer, he applauded with applause and said with a smile: "Chinese and western, unique flavor..."

This program is arranged by Kramer's son Nino to please Feng Xun. Now, after listening to Xia's first praise on the seventh day of the lunar new year, I can't help but feel happy and explain: "my father and I both like this oriental culture, so we specially invite these people who can do classical dance!"

"Does Feng Shao like the performance?" Kramer asked with a smile.

Feng Xun glanced at Nino on the seventh day of the third lunar month, and coldly spat out a few words: "nondescript --"

Nino, who studied Chinese hard, still didn't quite understand the meaning of the word. But seeing Feng Xun's cold look, he also guessed that it was not a good word, and his face suddenly froze.

Seeing that Feng Xun didn't like such a performance, Kramer waved his hand and said with a smile, "Nino, please arrange the following program!"