The car drove into an iron gate and saw two soldiers in army green uniforms guarding outside. Then it drove to a small independent Western-style building and stopped. There were several similar buildings here.
After getting off the car, several people felt the majesty and coldness in their hearts.
"Brother, come with me." Feng Yun got off Lin Jingbei and turned into a little master.
Lin Jingbei was curious. The security here was so strict, how did the child escape?
Feng Heng: "Stop being in a daze and come in."
Huang Zi grabbed Lin Jingbei's hand and said, "Xiaobei, I'm so scared. This must be the Hongmen Banquet."
Wang Zhouci: "The police saw it just now. I don't think they would dare to do anything to us."
Feng Heng naturally heard clearly the three people's whispered conversation.
"You still don't believe me? Come in, Xiaobei, your uncle is waiting for you at home."
The three of them followed behind, gradually approaching the small Western-style building.
After entering the house, the decoration inside is very different from the style outside, it is very retro and luxurious.
Feng Qing saw the man in the wheelchair and left his brother behind, running up to him: "Dad, you're back."
Lin Cheng caught her and held her on his lap, his eyes fixed on the approaching woman. She was still so flamboyant and hopeless.
"Brother, we're back. Look who I brought you. You said my sister and the others are really something. Xiaobei came to Kyoto without telling us. Why is he living out there? It's New Year's Eve, so why not just bring him home to live? Living out there is no way it's as comfortable as our home, right?"
Lin Cheng's voice was as cold as ice: "He's here to compete, not to play."
He looked past her, at the three children coming in from behind, and said, "Did Xiaobei just come back from home today?"
Lin Jingbei walked up to him and said, "Happy New Year, Third Uncle."
Feng Heng reminded: "Child, you are calling me wrong. Brother is your mother's brother. You should call him uncle. I am also your aunt."
"Let him yell whatever he wants, you don't have to worry about it."
Feng Heng said embarrassedly: "Okay, then you can call me auntie too. I'll give you a big red envelope later."
Lin Cheng: "Let's go eat."
The servants had already prepared the food and placed it on the dining table in the living room. They were all Lin Cheng’s favorite local dishes.
Feng Heng patted Feng Yin's head and said gently, "Baby, go upstairs and call Grandpa and Auntie to come down for dinner."
Feng Ying climbed up the stairs swiftly with his short legs.
Feng Heng turned around and said, "Please sit down, everyone. Feel free to sit down. Just treat this place as your own home. Our Xiaobei is young, and he's relying on you two to take care of him during the training camp."
What are you talking about?
Lin Jingbei really didn't know what this woman was going to do?
Looking at Third Uncle, he just shook his head and asked me to sit down: "Come here and sit next to me."
Huang Zi and the other person also sat next to Lin Jingbei, while Feng Heng sat on the other side of Lin Cheng.
She always spoke in a voice so gentle that it made people feel hypocritical and trembling.
"Xiaobei, I haven't even asked yet. How are your grandma and grandpa? No, your grandparents? We were planning to visit them this year. I wonder what they like to eat. Oh, by the way..."
"Who told you to go see them!" Lin Cheng shouted.
"Brother, don't be angry, don't be angry. I just saw that you missed them. If you don't want to go, then don't go. Just be happy."
The one who spoke so reasonably seemed to be Lin Cheng, the one who was being unreasonable.
Lin Jingbei saw the bulging veins on his third uncle's forehead and his clenched hands, and felt his anger. If he lived in such an environment for a long time, he would be driven crazy one day.
"Why are you provoking Xiaoxi again?" A woman who looked very much like Feng Heng helped the old man down the stairs.
Feng Ying followed the two of them closely, and after going down the stairs, he ran into his father's arms again.
"Sister, Grandpa, I didn't provoke him. I just said I was going to see my parents-in-law, and he suddenly got angry. So, let's not go."
Sister Feng Xuan: "Can you please stop being sick? You are already such an adult, can't you just live a peaceful life? Why do you have to do those things? Yunyun is already so old."
Feng Heng said listlessly: "Okay, let's eat, no more talk."
The old man stared at Lin Jingbei with a gleam in his eyes. When he spoke, his tone was much softer than before: "Are you Lin Lu's son?"
Lin Jingbei looked back. He didn't know why his third uncle was with the people who hurt his mother, nor did he know what his third uncle had experienced over the years, but he felt that these people were the executioners who hurt his family.
Today, however, he had to feign politeness with them: "Well, my mother's name is Lin Lu."
The old man sighed: "How is the child?"
Lin Jingbei: "Mom is awake now, but the time she lost will never come back, and her feet have been irreversibly damaged."
The atmosphere became heavy and no one spoke much.
Huang Zi and Wang Zhou Ci wished they could bury their heads under the table.
Feng Ying, a child who knew nothing, asked, "Why can't my brother's mother stand up? Is she sick like my father?"
Lin Jingbei felt disgusted: "Because your mother..."
Feng Heng: "Yingying! Children, don't talk while eating, or they'll choke."
Feng Ying looked at her father with grievance and complained, "Mom is so annoying."
The food was delicious, but no one present enjoyed it and it tasted like chewing wax.
After everyone put down their chopsticks and the nanny cleared the table, they moved to the living room.
Feng Heng gave each of the children a red envelope, but Lin Jingbei stubbornly refused to take it. Feng Heng wanted to say something, but Lin Cheng scolded her, "He can take it if he wants it, and he can take it if he doesn't want it. Don't he even have this little freedom?"
"Brother, am I a bad person in your heart? Why do you always think of me in such a bad way?"
To be honest, she pretended so much that Huang Zi and the others almost mistakenly thought that the bad guy was someone else.
When the atmosphere was tense, Lin Jingbei's cell phone rang. It was a call from the teacher at the training center.
During the ward check, we found that only three of them had not returned.
Lin Jingbei said goodbye: "Uncle San, we're going back first. The teacher is here."
Feng Heng: "Give me your teacher's phone number. I'll tell him that you can rest here tonight."
Feng Yun also hugged Lin Jingbei: "Brother, play with me here."
Ping Pong
The teacup was smashed to pieces.
Lin Cheng's fingers trembled. "Feng Yun, let him go! I haven't settled the score with you for running away today. Stand aside. And you, I advise you to send them back. Xiaobei is Gu Yun's apprentice. His father must have told him."
Feng Heng glanced at her newly done nails and said, "Look at what my brother said. I wonder if I will harm them."
"Zhang Ping, send them back safely."
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