Chapter 1460 Tit for tat 1
He was about forty years old, with yellow-dark skin, a pointed face, high cheekbones, two droopy eyebrows, a pair of triangular eyes, slightly drooping corners of his mouth, and two deep lines on both sides of his nose. His army green clothes could not hide the sarcastic air in his every move.
This was her first impression of Feng Qingyun, and it was a very bad one.
Appearance reflects the heart. People with mean faces give people an uncomfortable feeling. Most of the time, this person is really mean. If a person has a peaceful mind and is kind, no matter how ugly he looks, he will look comfortable.
Fubao looked at her curiously, and then hid behind his aunt. This person is so fierce!
"I think the most basic courtesy is to first state who you are, and then ask the other person's name." Feng Qingyun is not someone who is easy to bully. Seeing the other person's contempt, she smiled very sweetly and was very polite. "I am Feng Qingyun. Auntie, what is your name? You can't ask us who you are by name in front of me. You can't let us not know who you are."
The middle-aged woman said bluntly: "My name is Wu Zhanling."
"I don't know her!" Even if she guessed the other party's identity, Feng Qingyun would not say it out loud. She found it very funny that Wu Zhanling acted as if she should be known and respected just by saying her name.
Wu Zhanling was almost pissed off by her. "You are so sharp-tongued! It's useless no matter how sharp-tongued you are. You may not know me, but you must know our Zhan Peng, right? If you know what's good for you, don't bother with our Zhan Peng. Not everyone can enter our house."
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"Yes, I also want to know how high the threshold is in your family. It is said that our Xiaoyun is not qualified to enter." Luo Cheng came out behind Feng Qingyun, shoulder to shoulder with Lu's father. Xibao supported Lu's father, and Luo Peng supported Luo Cheng. Luo Cheng, who felt the filial piety of his grandson for the first time, felt sweet and beautiful in his heart. He felt that the influence of environment and friends on children was really important.
Feng Qingyun was angry, but she still had a sweet smile on her pretty face, "What kind of family is yours? Tell me about it."
Feng Qingyun said innocently, "Should I know who you are? What contributions have you made to the country? Just by name, I only know the proletarian revolutionaries and masters from all walks of life in our country. I also know every soldier in the army who is always ready and the comrades in our regiment who do literary and artistic work, but I don't know what the three words Wu Zhanling mean."
After hearing the conversation between Wu Zhanling and Feng Qingyun, Luo Cheng was very unhappy. Of course, he was unhappy with Wu Zhanling. Feng Qingyun was a very good child, and he was full of the shadow of Feng Qingxue. The old man loved Wu Zhanling very much.
"You don't know me? You don't even know who I am?" Wu Zhanling was very angry.
"Who are you?" Wu Zhanling turned to Luo Cheng.
It’s not Wu Zhanling’s fault that she didn’t recognize Luo Cheng. Although he was an old revolutionary, Luo Cheng lived a simple life, his clothes were patched up, and without the guards following him, he looked no different from an ordinary old man.
At this time, the guards were at the back, and in front of them were Feng Qingxue and Wang Cuilan with the triplets.
Luo Cheng knocked the ground with his cane, "Don't worry about who I am. Whose child are you? Tell me about it."
Wu Zhanling didn't recognize Luo Cheng. She straightened her chest, raised her eyebrows, and said proudly: "My father is Wu Sheng, the Minister of Foreign Affairs. My mother is Du Juan, who works in the Women's Federation. My eldest brother..."
"Just tell me about your achievements!" Luo Cheng interrupted her impatiently.
(End of this chapter)