My old doghouse.
Jiang Fan looked at the few remains of the thatched hut in front of him with some emotion.
Many scenes appeared in front of her in a daze. It was the old guy coming back with a basket of medicine on his back and complaining that he was hungry, it was the Big Big Wolf snarling around him and having fun, it was Bai Xiaocui with a green cloth bun beckoning her to make fish soup... Each scene seemed like yesterday. , a very unreal feeling.
"Sir, did you live in this place before?"
"Well, the water in Qingfeng Gorge is deep and slow, and the fish are plump. The place is clean and comfortable, and not disturbed by the world. It can be considered a very comfortable year."
Luan Feifei looked around: "The scenery is nice, but it's not worthy of your status."
Jiang Fan said calmly: "What identity? In your life, whether you are a prince, general or minister, you will still be a poor man. In the end, you will be just a passer-by. What kind of identity is not dust returning to dust, dust returning to earth..."
"Young Master, you are so young, why are you so old-fashioned?" Luan Feifei muttered, holding his arm.
"When a young man is young, he should be high-spirited and proud. He should have the ambition to soar to the sky and the heroic spirit of going to the sea to catch dragons. When he encounters a good flower, he should be willing to break it. Isn't that what you said, sir?"
Jiang Fan smiled: "You are just like Xiao Qi, you can remember everything I say."
Luan Feifei said: "It's different. Xiao Qi has someone else in her heart, but I only have Young Master in my heart."
After saying that, he held Jiang Fan's arm and started rubbing it again.
Jiang Fan was helpless. This guy was like a dog-skin plaster that couldn't be pulled off. The more you resisted, the more excited she became, so you might as well just go along with it.
Sometimes Jiang Fan was worried that if he drank too much one day, he might have to drag her up to the big bed, and he might have to hold on to the wall when he got down.
After thinking wildly for a while, Jiang Fan sighed: "Let's go."
There is a small wooden house in the back mountain. The small courtyard is surrounded by a wooden fence, and there are some furs hanging on it.
A large iron pot is boiling, and bursts of aroma are wafting from it. There is a wooden table next to it, with a pot of wine and five sets of bowls and chopsticks on it.
Only no one.
Nothing inside or out.
Luan Feifei ran over, her face a little solemn: "Our man has fainted."
Jiang Fan lowered his head and stared at the pot for a long time, then slowly reached out and opened the wooden lid. There was a pot of meat stewed inside, which was already very soft.
"It looks like he just left not long ago."
Han Bolin lowered his head and said.
Jiang Fan didn't look into the pot, but looked at the inside of the lid with a faint smile.
Luan Feifei walked forward curiously and saw some words engraved on it.
"Uncle, I have something to do, so I can't accompany you. I'll use the wine and meat for myself. I'd like to send my regards to Mr. Sun."
"Gone?" Luan Feifei was surprised.
Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "The hermit, the hermit, just doesn't want to see people."
He gently put down the lid of the pot, leaned in front of the pot and took a deep breath, showing a satisfied look: "Well, the venison stew is quite good. I have 80% of the heat. Come and sit down. Don't waste your hard work." "
"Sir, what's in this pot..." Luan Feifei seemed a little worried.
Jiang Fan waved his hand: "It doesn't matter. Uncle Zhang knows what we are capable of. We won't do anything here. Go ahead and eat boldly. I happen to be hungry."
Ying Wuming didn't care. After hearing what Jiang Fan said, he sat down directly, took a big piece and ate it with his cheeks.
This time, the mask has been modified and all the parts from the nose down have been removed, so it no longer affects eating.
Jiang Fan immediately asked Qi and Han to sit down.
"Give me a bucktail first."
Luan Feifei took a spoon and stirred it for a while, then took one and put it in Jiang Fan's bowl: "I found it."
Then he sat down next to him and started pouring wine for him.
"Sir, he is avoiding you on purpose."
"Fortunately, you prepared a meal of wine and meat for me." Jiang Fan said nonchalantly.
"Hmph! It's not a good idea to keep everything safe."
"That's a later story. He prepared steaming meat and wine just to tell me that he had just left, not long ago."
Luan Feifei was a little confused: "What does this mean?"
Jiang Fan shook his head and smiled: "You should understand."
Luan Feifei thought for a while, then showed a look of surprise: "I see, this uncle is really cautious."
Jiang Fan said calmly: "You can't be cautious. Speaking of which, I'm afraid he was the first to guess my identity."
Luan Feifei said: "This guy is really powerful. To be honest, when the young master told me a few days ago, I was scared to death. I didn't expect it at all. Moreover, a few days ago, the young master wanted to explain to Ji Le City, but he was met by Ji Le City. In response, I thought there was so much discord. Who knew you were the one..." She looked around, but still didn't continue.
Jiang Fan said: "It's not because of your relationship with Xiao Qi, otherwise it wouldn't be your turn."
Luan Feifei snorted dissatisfied: "You know what's wrong with Xiao Qi and Xiao Er. I'm fairer than her!"
Jiang Fan looked at it and realized that it was no longer serious, so he had to change the subject: "Fortunately, Uncle Zhang is just a guess. He has been seeking confirmation for the past year."
"But why didn't he just do it?" Luan Feifei asked with some doubts.
Jiang Fan smiled: "He was not sure and had no chance. When he was finally sure that there was a chance, he hesitated and was a little afraid. After all... there is someone beside me."
"Is there someone? It's impossible to stay away from him anytime and anywhere, right?"
Jiang Fan said: "This person is different. No one knows whether he has been tricked by him without knowing it."
Luan Feifei couldn't understand it, but she knew that Jiang Fan had many mysteries, so Zhang Orion had an absolute reason not to act rashly.
"But now, he still doesn't see you, which means he hasn't given up yet."
Jiang Fan said: "In the dark jungle, everyone is a hunter with a gun. How dare he believe in the so-called goodwill?"
Luan Feifei thought for a while: "Then what will happen to him next?"
Jiang Fan said: "There are three ways. One is to continue to be his four hidden people in the world. The other is to work hard and fight for a future. The third..."
Luan Feifei clapped her hands: "I submit."
"I'm afraid he hasn't made up his mind yet, but it's not that easy to get him to submit. I have to weigh my weight first..."
Luan Feifei chuckled: "Young Master weighs one hundred and thirty five pounds, I know."
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "How did you know?"
Luan Feifei said: "I have told you that I have met countless people. One look at the young master's height and touch the young master's bones and muscles, and I will know that he is pretty much the same."
Haha...you are really a goblin.
"But the young master must be careful. He has many people, and they are all secretive. The city lord still doesn't know it completely."
Jiang Fan hummed: "Uncle Zhang is Uncle Zhang after all. If he is too simple, wouldn't it be boring?"
Seeing Jiang Fan like this, Luan Feifei felt relieved and handed him the chopsticks.
"Eat it quickly, it's not hot anymore."
Jiang Fan picked it up and bit off a piece. Just after chewing two mouthfuls, his expression changed and he turned to look at Luan Feifei: "What did you catch for me?"
"Whip, this is a great supplement..."
Lin Xiaoqi, Luan Xiaoer!
