"..." looking at Feng Zimu, who is like a poor man, Luo Yangyang is ashamed. Are Feng's family so smart?
A little boy saw through her mind and hit her so hard.
"Sister-in-law..." Feng Zimu saw Luo Yangguang looking at him without saying a word. As soon as he shrugged his eyebrows and eyes, he began to cry, a small sample that can cry at any time.
Several black lines fell on Luo Yangyang's forehead. She was sure that even if she asked Feng Zimu, he couldn't cry.
If a family man is so crying, no matter his age, he would have been beaten up.
But.
"Let's go." Luo yangshun brought it to the door.
Forget it, don't bother with children, or she will look too childish.
Now let her wait in the room. She can't sit still.
"Sister in law, I know you're the best!" Feng Zimu was smiling and took Luo Yang's hand and ran away anxiously.
He has to run faster, or he won't see his brother's vigorous and resolute means when he makes a move.
The reception hall is far away from the residential area. Luoyang and fengzimu trot all the way in the moonlight.
Many people gathered outside the reception hall in the red and colorful ancient house.
But these people did not dare to get close to the door of the reception hall. They only chatted and quarreled far and near, and did not dare to make too much noise.
When Feng Sheng walked from the cloister, everyone looked at him and stopped talking.
Before entering the reception hall, the canonization heard the female voice shouting and shouting from the hall. It was not familiar, but it was certain that it was with a cry.
When he stepped into the reception hall, the first thing he saw was the old man sitting in the first place and his brother, his uncle.
On the pear blossom wooden chairs on both sides of the hall, his father, uncle and some elders sat on the left. Opposite them, Jiang Haifeng's parents sat.
In the lowest position on the right, there are Fengyi and fengheng.
Mrs. Jiang was already crying. When she saw Feng Sheng coming in from the door, she stood up excitedly.
"Canonization! What have you done to my son? Give me my son back quickly!"
She rushed towards the canonization while crying.
As soon as Feng Yi saw Mrs. Jiang's posture, he immediately got up and stopped Mrs. Jiang in the middle of the hall with a few flying strides: "Mrs. Jiang, have something to say."
Feng Sheng saw Mrs. Jiang's nose and tears rush over. As soon as his cold eyebrow wrinkled, Feng Yi blocked her for him.
"Say it well?" Mrs. Jiang had scarlet eyes, clutching Feng Yi's clothes with both hands, tore him apart and pushed him. "My sons are missing. Let me say it well? You hand over my son first! Hand it over!"
In such a large reception hall, Fengsheng stood three meters from the door and didn't go any further.
He glanced coldly and sat in his position, but at first he was holding back the angry and anxious father Jiang. Then he looked over Feng Yi and fell on Mrs. Jiang, who could collapse and fall at any time.
"Mrs. Jiang, do you mean that your son is missing? If he is missing, he should go to the police. It's inappropriate for someone to seal up my house for the Chinese New Year." Canonization is as tall and straight as a pine, standing proudly, cold faced.
"Bang!" A loud noise was the sound made by Jiang Fu's left hand and slapping the desktop.
While Jiang Fu patted the table, he suddenly stood up.
The wrinkled middle-aged face was full of anger. His fingers trembled and pointed to the canonization: "canonization! Do you think we came to the door for no reason? Don't deny me. Where did you hide my son!"