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The forest wind knows that piece of land and is very impressed by it.

At first, a small park was built on the site, which was very exquisite. As a public place, it was free to use. This was the so-called public welfare activities of the Jin family in order to improve their reputation. But later, the power of the Jin family declined, and many enterprises were on the verge of bankruptcy. So they set the park for fee entry, even if it was a drop in the bucket We are willing to. Later, Lin Feng's mother paid a large price to buy it, which also solved a lot of cash flow problems for the Jin family.

His mother did all this not because of how valuable the soil was, but because it was the place where Lin Fu and her first met. She wanted to buy this place as a memory to accompany her and her father.

But now

Lin Feng sneered a few times. If Huang quanxia's mother knew that this land had become a gift from Lin's father to song Yue, she would be heartbroken!

Late morning and summer never know why Lin Feng suddenly looks like this, and doesn't know what to say for a while, so he has to stand still with Lin Feng and look at the decoration in the yard in a daze.

"Ah! Grandfather, you poisoned me again Suddenly, a scream broke the silence between several people. It was the voice of the little boy.

Lin Feng came back and said, "go in and have a look."

When they entered the main hall, they could see the situation clearly.

Finally, the boy, still alive and kicking, got down to the ground and scratched his exposed skin with his hands. There were red pimples growing on it. He looked terrible. He rolled and screamed.

Such a scene, how a miserable word!

But an old man sitting on one side was calm. He couldn't help worrying about the little boy, and even a little gloating. He hummed a few times and then said, "let's say that I'm disrespectful to the old man. That's what you're going to do."

"Oh, my grandfather, how do you look like this?" The boy stopped and lay on the ground staring at the old man.

With that, he rolled to one side and scratched.

They looked at the boy and the old man.

Or Lin Feng responded first and said to the old man, "this must be the master of this big house, right?"

He just wanted to talk to each other, but he didn't know how to call the old man.

"I have a name, Xing Tian, don't call it the master of a big house." The old man waved his hand to express his dissatisfaction with Lin Feng's address.

Lin Feng is confused. Does the old man call himself Xingtian?

Isn't that character in the book of mountains? Is this the old man's name so strange?

Summer Jue pharyngeal saliva, can't help but ask a: "that boy's name?"

"It's called Xing Xing." Xing Tian drank another sip of tea, and after a pause, he pointed to the chair over there: "you sit by yourself. The visitors are guests."

"OK." The three agreed and sat down along his finger.

The interior decoration of the main hall is more exaggerated than that of the outside. The old man seems to be afraid that others will not know that his family is rich. He is full of famous paintings, and his table is also full of antiques. Even the flower arranging bottles on the table where he puts the teapot are also tens of thousands of fine articles in the market.

Lin Feng subconsciously looked at the rolling Xing Xing on the ground, and could not help but mourn for the boy.

The coarse cloth clothes he was wearing had been worn out for a long time, and the trousers on his body were as if they were going to be broken into strips. They all could not hang on his body, and his look of dishonor was totally out of line with the luxurious house.

"That..." Lin Feng hesitated for a moment, or he couldn't help asking, "I don't think the decoration of your house looks like a lack of money. What's the situation with your grandson?"

"Oh, this one?" Xing Tian put down his tea cup and stood up slowly. Although his temples were gray and his age was not less than 70, his body was very strong.

He stepped on the soft blanket and straightened himself up. After a long time, he felt his beard and said, "as the saying goes, boys need to be raised in poverty. What I've done should be enough to do my duty."

"Poof." When he heard the words, he just took a sip of tea.

And in the forest wind side of the evening on the disaster, Leng is Lin Feng spray full of saliva, eyes can not open.

"Cough." Lin Feng coughed so hard that tears came out.

When Xing Tian saw that there was so much movement, he also turned to look at Lin Feng. Suddenly, his face was black and he rushed forward a few steps: "Oh! You, you, you Do you know how expensive the sip of tea you vomited

Lin Feng's expression is slightly muddled.

Isn't the old man paying attention to something strange? I just vomited a mouthful of tea!

Unexpectedly, instead of stopping at the end of the day, he pointed to his desk and the blanket on the ground and howled: "you, you, you! If you spit tea, why do you do this to my things! Do you know how expensive these things are? "As he spoke, he squatted down and examined the blanket carefully to make sure that there was no hair falling except for some water stains.

Another one got up suddenly. He took a small handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the water stained table. Finally, he was blown a few times with exaggeration, as if he was worried about some dust on the table.

Three people see him this kind of move, immediately speechless ground rolled a white eye.

The old man is a little too stingy!

this is what kind of fairy stingy act, because Lin Feng sprayed a mouthful of tea, and bent down to check all the furniture.

What's more, his grandson's clothes are so simple that it's also

Too stingy!

Lin Feng secretly said in his heart that he did not know the origin of Xingtian. His family was so rich, but he had never been famous in the world. And his house was built on the black market, and his identity is not simple!

"Old man, you don't have to beep here any more. I'll just give you the money." Late morning is really can't stand such a move, bent down to pull him up, still don't forget to roll a white eye to him: "I say you this person is too stingy?"

"What's wrong with me! I am inheriting the fine tradition of our ancestors! I call it diligence and thrift "Torture day blast Huhu said, a face straight and strong:" say, you want to compensate me, but the truth? "

"A man is a great man, a word can never be recalled!" In the evening, he took a chest photo. He knew that these things were only stained with some dirty things. If compensation was made, it was just the cost of absorbing the water stains. It didn't cost much.