When Xiang Yi was mentioned, Fu Sheng's eyes shone brightly, but there was a bit of rare shyness on his face: "Xiang Yi really looks like you, Mrs. Feng."

Mo Lingwei was amused: "Does Fusheng like to play with memories?"

"En." Fu Sheng nodded.

He Wenhao said: "Young Master Mo and Mrs. Mo and his wife lived in Yuncheng with their children for a while, and Fu Sheng is especially good at taking care of Xiang Yi."

Mo Lingwei thought for a while, and said seriously: "Then let Xiangyi be your sister, and you be Xiangyi's brother, okay?"

Fu Sheng just laughed and didn't answer.

Seeing that Fu Sheng didn't make a sound, Mo Lingwei didn't know what the child was thinking in his heart, so he couldn't say anything more, if he didn't want to, it was considered as coercion.

Feng Shaojin stared at Fusheng for a few moments, then took Mo Lingwei's hand and walked inside: "It's sunny outside, let's go inside and sit."

This child, at such a young age, has actually started to think about it.

In words, I feel that Xiangyi is very good, but let Xiangyi be his younger sister, but I don't want to, Xiangyi is still so young...

A few people arrived at the hall, and Fu Sheng ran before and after, serving tea and pouring water, their words and deeds were respectful and thoughtful, neither humble nor overbearing, which made Mo Lingwei's impression of Fu Sheng even better.

In the carriage on the return journey, Feng Shaojin said thoughtfully: "Tell Xiangyi not to play with this child Fusheng in the future."

"Why?"

"Men and women don't know each other." Feng Shaojin said: "We remember each other, after all, we are only a little girl."

Mo Lingwei covered her lips with a handkerchief and smiled cheerfully: "Xiang Yi is only so young, you only care about so much, I don't think Fu Sheng is a child who likes to climb dragons and phoenixes.

Ask him to be Xiang Yi's elder brother, but he didn't agree either.

Besides, Xiang Yi has always been with Si Yu, the two are inseparable.

That child Fusheng is also educated and reasonable, so don't be too nervous. "

Feng Shaojin: "..."

He also felt that the child was upright, but he just felt uncomfortable.

It seems to think that after more than ten years, when Xiang Yi grows up, maybe he will not be as clingy to his elders as he is now, and he feels even more uncomfortable.

Seeing that he was depressed, Mo Lingwei leaned her head on his shoulder: "We remember each other, we will grow up sooner or later, and we will definitely leave us in the future.

Don't be too sad, I will always be by your side.

If the child is doing well, we should be happy.

Don't you want her to be raised in a boudoir all her life and die alone?

If so, why are you still with me? Why don't you live your life alone? "

Feng Shaojin: "..."

That's right, people in this world are happier because they have a loved one.

Feng Shaojin was relieved.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and things like feelings are out of control.

He couldn't even control his own feelings, let alone his daughter's future feelings.



After staying in Yuncheng for a while, Feng Shaojin took fourth aunt Mo Lingwei and Feng Yichen to bid farewell to He Wenhao, and went all the way to Western Country by ship.

At the time of parting, at the pier in the southern waters, He Wenhao stood at the ferry, quietly watching the ship disappear from sight, without moving for a long time.

Fu Sheng stood beside He Wenhao, and said in a puzzled way: "Father, you clearly don't want to part with Young Madam Feng, why don't you talk to her more?"

He Wenhao looked down at Fu Sheng: "You are young, what do you know? When you grow up, you will understand."

Fu Sheng shook his head: "I understand, of course I understand, I knew before that you liked Young Madam Feng, and now I have finally met her, why do you only glance at her occasionally and not tell her how much you miss her these years? "