After much deliberation, Feng Muyun still felt that it would be better to pass on the position of young marshal to Feng Shaojin. First, Feng Shaojin was resourceful and capable of taking on heavy responsibilities. There is no woman who can catch the eye, so he must not be too repulsed by He Jingshu, the eldest lady who married the He family...
As long as the two brothers reach a consensus, if Feng Shaoqing is willing to give up the position of young marshal to Feng Shaojin, it can be regarded as a fulfillment for Feng Shaoqing.
Feng Muyun was sitting in the study, the wishful thinking in his heart was crackling.
In the bedroom.
After Feng Yichen checked the gunshot wound on Feng Shaojin's body, he bluffed: "Brother, this wound is stitched up so well, and you have recuperated for so many days. With your physique, even if a bone is broken, it has been rebuilt. Have you grown up?
Why is your wound so inflamed and swollen? "
Feng Yichen's eyes fell on Feng Shaojin's tightly clenched palm, he snatched the small medicine bottle away, and said meaningfully: "This is the best anti-inflammatory and analgesic medicine."
Without blushing, Feng Shaojin buttoned his clothes one by one: "I didn't pay attention when I was scrubbing my body, it was soaked in water."
"Tsk tsk." Feng Yichen had a half-smile, "In order to stay in other people's courtyard, he even resorted to tricks. Who said that there is no woman in this world who is worthy of you?"
Feng Shaojin still had that proud and narcissistic look: "It's just this one person."
Feng Yichen spat at him, "So, does he really like you?"
Feng Shaojin: "..."
Feng Shaojin paused for a while while buttoning his clothes, suddenly lost all confidence.
Feng Yichen: "..."
Feng Yichen was keenly aware of something strange, and collapsed on the bed laughing.
Mrs. Feng came in with Feng Shaoqing, carrying the boiled West Lake beef soup, and handed the bowl and spoon to Feng Shaojin: "Mother boiled your favorite West Lake beef soup. You should have suffered such a serious injury. Well made up for."
Feng Yichen spread his hands: "Mother, where's mine?"
Mrs. Feng slapped it over: "Don't you have long arms and legs? There's still some in the pot, go fill it yourself."
Feng Yichen screamed and left the bedroom.
There were only three people left in the room, Feng Shaojin raised his eyes to look at Mrs. Feng, and said softly, "Madam, do you have something to say to me?"
"It's about your lifelong event." A smile appeared on Madam Feng's well-maintained face: "After Shaoqing becomes a young marshal, this marriage with the He family will be settled.
Mother is going to find a young lady for you. I have selected a few good-looking ladies from Yuncheng. explain. "
Feng Shaojin frowned: "Don't bother Madam, I have someone in mind."
Feng Shaoqing raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Really?"
"En." Feng Shaojin's extremely handsome face was full of spirits.
"Who said that a good man's aspirations are all over the place, and the personal relationship between children is too boring?" Feng Shaoqing thought that Feng Shaojin just made an excuse to deal with Mrs. Feng.
"One moment and another moment." Feng Shaojin selectively ignored the rhetoric at the beginning, and defended: "Back then I was young and frivolous and ignorant."
Feng Shaoqing: "..."
Mrs. Feng said joyfully: "Don't lie to your mother, who is the girl from? Your mother will come to propose marriage for you and make an appointment for this marriage in advance."
Feng Shaojin frowned: "Don't be reckless, she doesn't know my intentions, so I won't scare her."
Mrs. Feng saw Feng Shaojin's careful maintenance, and said with a smile: "I don't know which family's girl is so interested in you. This is the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker. The marriage should be decided by the parents, and the mother is not a jackal. How can tigers and leopards scare people?"