fresh,
Fish and sheep are fresh, which means they are fresh and delicious.
However, it can also be read in three tones, meaning less and rare.
Feng Xian, people often call him "Yi Sheng", because looking at him, he is indeed "so delicious that people can't take their eyes away." Feng Xian, who reads Yi Yi, is extremely charming, with a tender smile and hooked eyes that directly catch people's hearts!
However, he really should be called "Three Sounds", whichever is "little, rare and valuable". From childhood to adulthood, Feng Xi had to admit and love the excellence and pride: my youngest son is a rare treasure! .
"Director Feng, I'm sorry to welcome you from afar." Pei Qingzhi greeted him with a smile and extended his hand.
Hold with two hands. Feng Xian is dressed in simple uniforms. He has been in the army all his life. He has been guarding the frontiers since he was a teenager. He can be said to have "sacrificially sacrificed his life for the country" and has suffered numerous injuries and illnesses. Therefore, he appears to be sick in his heroic appearance. "Peizhou, long time no see." The pleasant voice is very soothing.
Pei Qingzhi secretly looked at this person. He looked sicker than when she saw him a few years ago. He was Xing'er's only blood relative in the world. He was in poor health. Pei Qingzhi was inevitably more worried. Could it be? It indicates that Xing'er's body is also... Xing'er's body is already weird enough. Her mother's lineage is weak and has the root of the disease, and her father's lineage is...
"You have to take care of yourself. I think you are still very tired. You came here late at night..." Pei Qingzhi was concerned about his health on the one hand, but also had deep meaning on the other. There was no need for such a "sudden visit".
Feng Xian put his hand on his waist and said to him without hesitation like his family members, "The gunshot wounds I suffered in my early years will make me sad even in the cold night. There is nothing I can do about it. I am going to Huazhou for business, and the plane had some trouble and landed in Qingzhou." , I just happened to come and take a look, so don’t disturb me.".bμν.
Look, every sentence is a duel!
I didn't "come here specially", I was just passing by, and my plane broke down and I had no choice but to land in Qingzhou.
They laughed with each other and exchanged daily greetings as they entered the house.
However, he refused to sit down even if he was asked to sit down. It seemed that he was "rushed for time", but even though he was "rushed for time", he still wanted to see his niece.
Feng Xian said simply, "This year is the third anniversary of Myolie's death. I have never been to her grave once, and I am in such a hurry that it is not appropriate to go there today. I specially came straight to your house. With all due respect, her room is still there." Come on, I just want to see..."
Pei Qingzhi said calmly, "Okay, please," and led him directly to the third floor.
Myolie has always lived on the second floor of her aunt's house. Pei Qingzhi took her to Fengzhou two years ago, and the appearance and layout of this house have not changed. This time when she returned to Qingzhou, Myolie still stayed in her original room.
Pei Qingzhi must not lead him to the second floor. The timid old Xing'er was still uneasy in her bed. On the third floor, there are guest rooms, a study room, and a utility room. It just so happens that the utility room is now neatly arranged with Bao Lan's old things. Pei Qing knew that it was this utility room that led him to it.
Opening the door, Pei Qingzhi said with a heavy voice, "This room used to be Xing'er's room. After they all left, their old things were kept.".bμν.
This would also explain the dead feeling in the room.
The lights were turned on, Feng Xian walked in, looked around, and stood for a long time.
He did not stay long. He spent most of the time standing in "Xing'er's former room" without sitting down or drinking a sip of hot tea before leaving.
Pei Qingzhi returned to Xing'er's room and saw Xing'er hiding behind the thick curtains. She didn't know whether she was scared or quietly watching the car leaving downstairs.
"He's gone. It's okay. He just came to see your old room. I took him to the third floor." Pei Qingzhi sat on the edge of the bed and waved to her.
Xing'er ran to him and hugged him tightly, "I can't leave."
Pei Qingzhi tucked her soft hair behind her ears and said, "I'm not leaving, but you won't be going out at home these days. I'll be back as soon as possible after I finish my business." Xing'er nodded. Pei Qingzhi hugged her and rocked her gently, "I think..." She didn't say anything, only said, "The summit is almost over, let's just go back to Fengzhou." Myolie still nodded. , hugging him tightly, thinking that she should go back to Fengzhou as soon as possible. She always felt that her "bad uncle" came here for no reason, and nothing good would happen...
